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A drink is shorter than a tale.

Omar Khayyam

Why ponder thus the future to foresee, and jade thy brain to vain perplexity? Cast off thy care, leave Allah’s plans to him – He formed them all without consulting thee.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Care Future God Himself Planning
There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
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Door Key Myself See
A hair divides what is false and true.
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Fake Hairs True Truth
The Stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the Dawn of Nothing-Oh, make haste!
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Morning Stars Start
And this I know; whether the one True Light Kindle to Love, or Wrath consume me quite, One flash of it within the Tavern caught Better than in the temple lost outright.
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Light Lost Love Quite Temple True
The wine-cup is the little silver well, Where truth, if truth there be, doth dwell.
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Truth Wine Wisdom
When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.
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Decision Myself Past Present Understand
I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return’d to me, And answer’d: ‘I Myself am Heav’n and Hell.
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Heaven Hell Life Myself Soul
I can’t reveal the mystery to either saint or sinner; I can’t state at length what I’ve said curtly; I achieve an altered state that I can’t explain; I have a secret that I cannot share.
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Achievement Explanation Myself Mystery Reveal Saint Secret Sin
Up from Earth’s Centre through the Seventh Gate rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate; And many a Knot unravel’d by the Road; But not the Master-knot of Human Fate.
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Earth Fate Human Road Rose Travel
We are in truth but pieces on this chess board of life, which in the end we leave, only to drop one by one into the grave of nothingness.
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End Game Grave Leaving Life Pieces Truth
Oh, the brave Music of a distant drum!
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Brave Distance Music War
Thy Return is as another Sun to Heaven; a new Rose blooming in the Garden of the Soul.
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Bloom Garden Heaven Love Rose
Hearts are like tapers, which at beauteous eyes Kindle a flame of love that never dies; And beauty is a flame, where hearts, like moths, Offer themselves a burning sacrifice.
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Burn Death Eyes Flame Heart Love Sacrifice
Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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Better Fruit Pleasure Sadness
Don’t cry upon your losses Don’t measure today with tomorows Don’t trust to be passed and coming day believe in now – and be happy today.
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Believe Happiness Loss Present Trust Wisdom Yourself

A drink is shorter than a tale.

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