I don't know where this idea came from, but it did.
The idea that there is a meaning behind things, life and death, and what is in between, the wisdom of the meaning, the subtle insight into the details.. I like to think that it exists, we all love that. We all prefer to believe that there is wisdom behind anything, that would make us feel less alone on this earth. You live your life and it seems to you that you are searching for meaning, for the ambiguous essence in the heart of a rose with a thousand petals, that you are opening the petals, one after the other, penetrating into the heart of the rose. You live believing that there is a rose, that the flower has a heart, that the meaning is in the heart, that the meaning already exists, and its existence precedes your existence, and all you have to do is search for it.
Pages: 127
To request more books by Buthaina Al-Essa:
1/ I grew old and forgot to forget
2/ Labyrinth maps
3/ A crash with no sound heard
4/ The Bride of the Rain
5/ All things
6/ The blind Sinbad
7/ A city with half a heart
8/ Qais, Layla and the Wolf
9/ Guardian of the World's Surface
10 / Under the feet of mothers
11 / Aisha descends into the underworld
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13 / Truth and writing
