Then something happens deep within my heart and soul.
And I throw caution to the wind once more.
I’m not strong enough to hurt again.
They’re in each other all along.” —Jalal ad Din Rumi
Vanish, and He’ll make you shine like the sun
Fall, and He’ll raise you to the heavens
Become nothing, and He’ll turn you into everything.” —Rumi (via asthecoffeesteeps)
Maybe I should still have hope.
That I can love.
And be loved.
- ralph: we need a fire
- ralph: guys we need a fire
- ralph: we really need a fire guys
- ralph: guys
- ralph: a fire
- ralph: WE NEED ONE
- jack: i have a better idea let's kill everything
WHY ARE WE SO SIMILAR?!!? WHAT IS GOING ON HERE.
IS THIS REAL LIFE?!?!?!?!
The Muslims came upon a large rock which their picks could not shift. When they complained to the Messenger(sallallahu alaiyhi wassallam) of Allah about it, he took up a pick axe, saying, ‘In the name of Allah.’ His first blow broke off a third of the rock and sent sparks flying.
‘Allah is great!’ he said, ‘I have been given the keys of Syria. By Allah, I see its red castles, if Allah wills.’
He struck at the rock a second time and another third broke off.
‘Allah is great! I have been given the keys of Persia and, by Allah, I see the white castles of al-Mada’in.
With his third blow, he invoked the name of Allah and the rest of the rock shattered.
‘Allah is great!’ he exclaimed, ‘Allah is great! I have been given the keys of the Yemen. By Allah, I see the gates of San’a’ from here.