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“Some call mom, some amma and some annem, some call dad, some nana and some babam. Some call sis, some akka and some ablam, some call honey, some bangaram and some aşkim. Words may differ but emotions are the same, for language builds barriers only if you let it. See past the words and look into the soul, find you will an ocean full with jewels humanely lit.”

“[Idries Shah advised that if] the question is asked repeatedly and clearly: will it be healed or won’t it be? Can it be healed, or can’t it be? – a vibration is set up which is the right code for the computer. Thus the computer will become aware that the skin is damaged and will intervene to repair – since this is its function. Provided always that communication with it is coded in the correct way. (The Steganographer 6)”

“Humility cannot be taught by propaganda, though slavery can. Shouting for humility is a form of arrogance. One of my most abiding recollections is of a priest at a religious occasion once roaring, in the most threatening way imaginable: ‘O our Lord God, we most humbly pray…!’ Real humility is not always the same as apparent humility. Remember that fighting against self-conceit is still fighting: and that it will tend to suppress it temporarily. It does not cure anything. Remember, too, that humility itself does not bring an automatic reward: it is a means to an end. It enables a person to operate in a certain manner.”

“The Beggar King (Sonnet 2314) I wear the same casual outfit everywhere, pair of jeans with a shirt or tshirt - people wear fancy clothes either to look and feel good, or impress others, I have no need for either, so I walk like beggar. Vanity and validation are for the small of mind, Himalayan Human has no need for cosmetic adornment. The Sun is beyond the realms of humility and hubris, I'm neither humble nor hubrous, just burning with mission. I wear my backbone as battery, brain is my currency, heart is my bedrock, character is my legacy. I see neither man nor woman, I only see human; I see neither rich nor poor, I only see behavior. Savages are known by aristocratic opulence, Sapiens is known by vagrant virtue-n-valiance.”

“Amor Armada (The Sonnet) I don't do drugs, languages are my LSD. Half-lovers crave escape, I crave absolute unity. Music is my MDMA, Cultures, my cocaine. Languages are my LSD, People are my heaven. Those drunk on love, language and culture, need no artificial stimulant. Only the half-lovers and the half-dead, chase booze, drugs and institutions. I'm drunk with the spirit of sacrifice, You can keep your puny bottled charisma. In a world of broken glass and cigarette buds, I am Amor Armada.”

“I don't do anything for reward, I do everything as a record, a record of conviction - a record of resilience - a record of thunder - a record of sentience.”

“Shehit Shair Society, Sonnet (Martyr Poets Society) Poet* is martyred so poetry can live, Monk is martyred so holiness can live. Reformer is martyred so society can live, Dervish is martyred so the cosmos can live. Sufi is martyred so serenity can breathe, Scientist is martyred so reason finds light. Philosopher is martyred so curiosity lives, Saint is martyred to keep the promise alive. The just are martyred so injustice ends - they diss us woke, we couldn't care less. *Shairs and seers, we are sad figures - It's from our wounds, the world draws courage. Walk your wounds, surf your suffering. Amidst self-lovers, martyr is the king.”

“All humans are my sisters and brothers. My life is meaningful only if the people of earth can find meaning for their own life in it. I have no side - I have no sect - I have no exclusive belief - for I am universal, I am omnipresent, I am omnipotent. Wherever there is a human who works through failures, there lives a Naskar - wherever there is a human who lends a caring hand to those in distress, there lives a Naskar. But it’s irrelevant whether I am called Naskar or Christ or Buddha or Shankara or Shams or anything else - what matters is that the force behind these names is one and the same - it's the force of love - it's the force of service - it's the force of sacrifice.”

“Be like the sun who fell in love with the moon and shared all his light. Be like the moon who became a lighthouse to guide others in the night. Be like the mountains who were once hills that wanted to kiss the sky. Be like the trees who are firmly grounded but dream up high. Be like the waves who play and tickle each other endlessly. Be like the children who enjoy and live in the present entirely. Be like the God who equally loves everything and everyone. And be like the love who brought compassion when she visited the sun.”

“A Drunkard accuses a Drunkard... A sot became extremely drunk - his legs And head sank listless, weighed by wine's thick dregs. A sober neighbour put him in a sack And took him homewards hoisted on his back. Another drunk went stumbling by the first, Who woke and stuck his head outside and cursed. "Hey, you, you lousy dipsomaniac," He yelled as he was borne off in the sack, "If you'd had fewer drinks, just two or three, You would be walking now as well as me.”

“When Allah manifests Itself to us as the Real, or the Cosmos, we perceive the Divine Names. The Names, due to their distinction from one another (although they all proceed from the same Essence), generate duality. The Names are the self-disclosure of the Essence. However, in knowing Allah as Essence, the dervish crosses over to Unity.”

“One sip of this wine and you will go mad with drunkenness. You will drop your masks and tear your clothes — destroying everything that separates you from the Lover. Once you taste the fruit of this vine, you will be kicked out of the city of yourself. You will forget the world. You will forget yourself. I tell you: you will become a madman who wanders the streets looking for the Lover once you drink this Wine of Love.”

“Having drunk the dregs of Your Love, I am intoxicated beyond recognition. Now, I only pray for the nearness of You so I may advance in my annihilation.”

“The Islam I Live (Sufi Sonnet 1640) The Islam I live speaks of love, The Islam I live is gentle as dove. The Islam I live claims no convert, The Islam I live warms all in hug. The Islam I live transcends doctrine, The Islam I live transcends the mosque. The Islam I live holds no faith foreign, The Islam I live finds good in every walk. The Islam I live is a walking azaan, living call to tolerance and acceptance. Muslim poet am I, from the valley of love, The Islam I live is the end of violence. The Islam I live is an act of peace, a promise of love, in a world of malice.”

“The Naskar Code (Sonnet) Kainat** is my qaum*, Universe is my aum. Carrying **cosmos in my chest, every *community is my home. Sat* is my nam-e, *Honesty, my identity. I am the one who is, reflection of all humanity. Bodhi* and dharma** are key to life, lifting us high above the animals. *Awareness wakes us to divine vision, **Duty is the seed of civilization. Valley of life is without elite divide, Science, philosophy, divine, all are one. Scientist, Poet, Dervish, or Philosopher, Adjectives though plenty, noun is but one.”

“I don't utter a single word that I wouldn't want to become part of the canon, but person can't live on discipline alone, so, having no lover to take my armor off for, I found a different way to vent my vulnerability - in the mainstream work I'm a pillar of strength, while turkish is quite literally my love language - english is the language where my brain feels at home, turkish is the language where my heart finds rest.”

“Naskaristana 2789 I arrived with a clever brain, walked among clever apes, studied history written by winners, so I could earn some ape respect. Then I got weary of all the hypocrisy, idolizing morons as savior of humanity, mistaking the lens for the landscape, confusing privilege as social sanity - frustrated I plunged into fire, brain, vanity, esteem, the lot, all reputation burnt to ashes, what remain is unflinching humanity.”

“Go Burn My Verses (Sonnet 2636) Burn the verses, I'll write fiction - burn the fiction, I'll write music - burn the music, I'll adopt a new language - burn the language, I'll pick up paintbrush - burn the paintbrush, I'll grab a soldering iron. Take away one medium, I'll adopt a new one, apes don't have the braincells to sabotage my mission. The only unstoppable organism in the universe, is the mind that embraces evolution over limitation. You keep asking, how do I write so immense - I keep asking, where's the off switch for this! Every time I decide to take a breather, ideas start pouring, so I keep typing restless. You're welcome to burn all my verses, still you cannot dampen the spark of oneness. Today I'm Naskar, tomorrow another - truth will find a postman, across time and space.”