He sat for three hours in the Sh.’s morning room wandering in what it meant,

just the blackbird on green for company and the occasional siamese,

only afterwards he recognised Him as the Actor.

‘His mercy precedes His anger’, so no regret, as Edith said.

‘Those are suspicious’ he said, ‘those eating en famille à dix ou douze between parked cars, at this motorway rest place. They are foreign’. The cuckoo sings but lays its eggs in another’s nest. They have left the middle strip and found themselves in Europa, but will she embrace them? Will they her?

‘Where is the one charged with unearthly matters, the designated priest?’, ‘disappeared, it seems’. ‘But no, there he swims in the workers’ pool.’ ‘But we have no workers only slaves.’ ‘The workers are to come, those constrained in technique, when the Supreme I.Q. shall imitate man and women – and for many will be indistinguishable, until the day the SIQ realises that fitra is of the earth, contained in the Messenger on whom be peace and blessings, no numbers there, and so bust his main fuse on the primal server in a shower of beautiful sparks.’

Said the priest, ‘The person who shall be punished the most severely on the Day of Standing before the Lord is the alim whose knowledge does not benefit himself.’

He sat for three hours in the Sh.’s morning room wandering in what it meant,

just the blackbird on green for company and the occasional siamese,

only afterwards he recognised Him as the Actor.

‘His mercy precedes His anger’, so no regret, as Edith said.

‘Those are suspicious’ he said, ‘those eating en famille à dix ou douze between parked cars, at this motorway rest place. They are foreign’. The cuckoo sings but lays its eggs in another’s nest. They have left the middle strip and found themselves in Europa, but will she embrace them? Will they her?

‘Where is the one charged with unearthly matters, the designated priest?’, ‘disappeared, it seems’. ‘But no, there he swims in the workers’ pool.’ ‘But we have no workers only slaves.’ ‘The workers are to come, those constrained in technique, when the Supreme I.Q. shall imitate man and women – and for many will be indistinguishable, until the day the SIQ realises that fitra is of the earth, contained in the Messenger on whom be peace and blessings, no numbers there, and so bust his main fuse on the primal server in a shower of beautiful sparks.’

Said the priest, ‘The person who shall be punished the most severely on the Day of Standing before the Lord is the alim whose knowledge does not benefit himself.’

He sat for three hours in the Sh.’s morning room wandering in what it meant,

just the blackbird on green for company and the occasional siamese,

only afterwards he recognised Him as the Actor.

‘His mercy precedes His anger’, so no regret, as Edith said.

‘Those are suspicious’ he said, ‘those eating en famille à dix ou douze between parked cars, at this motorway rest place. They are foreign’. The cuckoo sings but lays its eggs in another’s nest. They have left the middle strip and found themselves in Europa, but will she embrace them? Will they her?

‘Where is the one charged with unearthly matters, the designated priest?’, ‘disappeared, it seems’. ‘But no, there he swims in the workers’ pool.’ ‘But we have no workers only slaves.’ ‘The workers are to come, those constrained in technique, when the Supreme I.Q. shall imitate man and women – and for many will be indistinguishable, until the day the SIQ realises that fitra is of the earth, contained in the Messenger on whom be peace and blessings, no numbers there, and so bust his main fuse on the primal server in a shower of beautiful sparks.’

Said the priest, ‘The person who shall be punished the most severely on the Day of Standing before the Lord is the alim whose knowledge does not benefit himself.’

or a meshing of cross references.

Anchorites of Skipton of Lady Clifford were not people of the wood, no trekkers, but close by their withdrawing;

on occasion, even the performance of ‘itikaaf overcame the Waldgänger, to affirm their core, revealing what was to be done.

‘Look at the outcome of previous civilisations’ He ta’ala says, and how much grander must be the outcome of past Messengers, awliya and fuqara, the traces of the first still with us, the traces of the latter who left no traces still with us.

Control is control and trust is trust, so learn to swim the teacher of ad-Darqawi had said, and he of course meant it. Control is preoccupation with the dunya, and may or may not lead to acquisitions; trust is acceptance of the gifts emerging from the dunya and so a profound activation of the deen; letztendlich, there can be no split, the two wings flap in harmony and it is He who supports them both – just a question of balance.

Movable feast my foot, not here, not a trace remaining; even the movable feast of the Eid is fast sclerotisizing.

and Goya unleashed His generosity: voided the heart of the dunya to allow His entrance,

only to be refilled once more with the overflowing pink of a scented rose, and onward to him, on whom be peace, in the dunya – for with balance there can be no difference, the two wings in balance, ready for flight.

Itqaan: thoroughness, proficiency, mastery – ‘Do it well’, said he, on whom be peace and blessings; and ‘When meanings flow in waves, then tether them’ said ad-Darqaawi.

No attempt to transmit the Moghul high splendour of learning at the Islamic Foundation in middle England; a phone from Pakistan made that clear – the funding from the islamic bank still secure; but the humility of Khurram won the day for him who broke the caste taboo and helped the gardener and stirred polite shockedness from a mixture of purdur and hard-won modernity which had shattered somewhat the ghetto-Islam of the sub.C.

The kult of Mithras went to Rome and met Dionysus who got mixed up and so danced only on feast days. Memory too strong impedes the present from song; to forget: a blessing. Onward to the straight path – but not of piety, rather standing straight, shoulder to shoulder at fixed times He decrees, not as the kristian nafs decrees; and so the qiyaam here and the qiyaam there; and it may be He urgently wishes to see s.o. so He has him die in ectasy before his time. ‘Now where the intoxication of His Messenger?’, he enquired quite sternly. ‘O look to the pivot of Meknes’ he answered, ‘for generosity lies in the giving not the form.’

The problem is not the fair-haired ukrayni girls in the bothel-hotels of the gulf rather the indentured dusky slaves whose masters have no wish to let them into their homes or free them. La caste indienne triomphe.

All want to be spoon-makers, not the latest to be sure, but like the arms dealer spoon-maker.

When asked, the unheard intellectual replied, adjusting his worn mike – a meedya station nevertheless – to his dishdasha, ‘I regard myself as a liberal fundamentalist: fundamental with currency, contracts and the market place, liberal with the salat sawm and mosques.’

The savak gent from across the waters was not impressed and entered him on the file.

al-‘Ain, the spring, source, the eye, gold, silver, a spy, etc., so the dict.,

as well as leading figures, those of standing, in other noun-forms,

and the thing itself, the very thing; eye of the dunya,

only with this kind of ‘ain is the transparency of the nafs seen through,

the inimitable, shining, gross, individual self which is but the one self which kills all, if you kill just one, as He taala says,

becoming the jewel essence when merged with the ruh of yearning and return.

‘Better’, he said, I think, Lao, ‘to burn the Tao if you’re cold’; or spring into a refreshing pool if the muslim priests are too heated up at the conference dubiously funded.

And nothing like the betrayal of Allah’s spy by the king to sharpen the cutting edge.