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Humanity is always on a quest... Searching endlessly throughout a lifetime. Even without being able to put a name to it, what one is truly searching for is always the Creator. Whether one knows it or not. Whether one wants to or not. Because the answer to every single question eventually leads back to Him. I searched for Him for thirty years... I looked everywhere, yet couldn't find Him. In the end, I found Him closer to me than myself. I found Him sitting on the royal throne in that palace of the heart. I found Him in the eyes of a helpless soul looking at me with pure joy for placing a little food and money in their hands, and sitting beside an abandoned elderly woman enduring years of pain in a hospital room.
I discovered a path in every person's heart leading to Him—equal and just for all. I realized that one can only reach Him by letting go of everything other than Him. Just as a hot-air balloon must shed its weights to rise, so must the human heart. My purpose is neither religious propaganda, nor politics, nor anything else. After all, didn't every faith come to teach us how to be truly "human"? My sole aim is to remind us that in this world—where we have been cast far from our true home—we are meant to long for Him, to ache for Him, and to fall in love with His divine presence. For this, being human is more than enough. If Majnun were to travel to another land and forget Layla, could that ever be called love? They would call him a fraud.
Let us speak of Him. Only of Him... Unless you know someone more worthy of our words—if so, tell me, and we shall speak of them instead.
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