I always used to wonder that for how long will we point at ruins and tell ourselves that this is mercy. I thought mercy was supposed to be peaceful. Maybe, I didn't understand mercy at all. I asked myself: What is mercy?
And I realized, there are two types of mercies. The human mercy and the divine mercy. Mercy, my dears, is like fire.
Human mercy is warmth and compassion. It is the fire that warms you, that pushes the chill away during the coldest winter. It is the hand that picks you up after you have fallen and brushes the dust from your knees and tends to your wounds. Human mercy is about healing.
Now, divine mercy, also known as God's/the universe's (etc) mercy, is more complicated. Divine mercy comes in the form of destruction. It is the forest fire that rages and pillages all that is in the way, and you, more often than not, believe it is the end. But, the forest fire is necessary for the forest, despite the initial destruction. That we must admit. That fire cleanses. It nourishes the soil, it is extremely beneficial for the regrowth of stronger, newer trees and it opens a pathway for the smaller, hidden plants that were overshadowed, to get sunlight as well. It allows for growth, for new beginnings. Divine mercy is about rebirth.
~Me
Virginia Woolf〡Selected Prose; Mrs Dalloway
“Sometimes, a blessing will come your way simply because you wanted it for someone else.”
– Shaykh Muhammad Mutawali al-Sha'rawi
And all I loved, I loved alone.
~ Alone by Edgar Allan Poe
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Creativity
You know, I’ve either had a family, a job,
something has always been in the way
but now
I’ve sold my house, I’ve found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and the light.
for the first time in my life I’m going to have a place and the time to create.”
no baby, if you’re going to create
you’re going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you’re going to create in a small room with 3 children
while you’re on welfare,
you’re going to create with part of your mind and your body blown away,
you’re going to create blind,
crippled
demented,
you’re going to create with a cat crawling up your back while the whole city trembles in earthquake, bombardment, flood and fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don’t create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses for.
~Charles Bukowski
"No War"
I looked to the east and there was a war.
I looked to the west and there was a war.
I looked north and I looked south and there was a war.
I looked within and there was a war.
I felt no peace, no safety, no comfort anywhere.
With bone deep, aching tiredness, I looked at the arduous journey before me with quiet, blank eyes.
Whatever my destiny maybe, I started with the war within.
I bled and cried out emotions, pains and fears.
Years of souls haunting me from beyond their graves.
I fought and I fought and I fought.
They whispered sweet nothings in my ears. Their sirens call piercing as they wail and they wail and they wail.
I still fought and I fought and I fought.
And before I knew, their voices grew weak.
They washed over me like sea foam, dull and bleak.
Then I built and I built and I built.
After what felt like centuries, I lifted my head.
I looked to the east and I looked to the west.
I looked to the north and I looked to the south.
There was no war, only peace.
~Me
I don’t give two shits if it makes you uncomfortable. That’s what it’s supposed to do.