A Gift From The East: Recent Episodes
Omid Aryanik
I named this show "A gift from the East" Because I have brought just one gift which is included all of the gifts.
This is the only gift that itself is nothing; but still is the only way to:
“Why you read Rumi? Why you read? What made you to think you need to earn something which reading might help; or maybe Rumi"!
Yes, the only way to "there!" Is behind A "Door". One door; unlimited doors; not only one door or gate, unlimited gates but with only one key;
That key, let's call it "The key" is my gift; the result Of my life.
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A gift from the east.
Welcome to the OA magazine; I am OA, your host. And you are listening to A Gift From The East —episode eight.
Step one
We discussed the key I brought for you in the first few episodes. To earn the key, we need to be able to see it first. Also, we said there was an issue. On our way, we called this issue the most dangerous trap, the trap of words.
How can words become a trap? The most dangerous trap.
Well, it's time to find out why? The "Me", the "world", and the "key". We need to earn awareness about these three words.
Why?
Because they determine everything, we don't understand things accurately before we put them in a word frame and earn information about them.
What will be the next step?
Be patient because there is no natural way to answer this question. At least for now!
Why?
Responding requires a shared, agreed package of tools for communication in the first place; How can we make honest communication otherwise? We need to be aware of the real purpose of the Word, which we will use as a communication tool.
We settled on some words before, Deciding to write, read, or talk.
What do we mean by communication?
Suppose we consider communication as sending and receiving information. If communication is a connection, it has to connect at least two points of A and B, and up to unlimited more points. We need to be aware of points first to join them next.
Then the other points, and finally, the connection tools, I mean, agreeing on all the meanings each ward carries.
As you are the central point of this connection, the first step will be becoming aware of ourselves.
Then the other points and the connection tools and our surroundings.
We must be aware of the usage of any agreed word between all the communication points.
Remember, it doesn't mean that words carry any specific meaning, and we must accept them. We only need to agree on all the meanings.
It is the "time"!
When Word is naked and pure Again; and it revives to its end. The end was nothing but a fresh beginning to its birthday, The forgotten day, the moment that eternity will fade in Shadows.
The day that devil darkens the glorying shades of colour! However, The pure light observed how his eyesight was blinding but from the other side!
The sun can shine and still not be seen. A connection can be blinded from either side. Blind is who cannot see, not the true light that can not be seen. He shined on their blindness, and it was only a moment After the first sunrise they saw The colour. Their eyes were wide open when the eyesight of the pure light observed their early age blindness. They saw seven come out of the one. He shined on their blindness, and it was only a moment after the first sunrise when they saw the colour. The pure light observed early age blindness. They only saw seven come out of the one! And then seven became seven illusional ones!
And soon, the blinds learnt to create the dream of easiness. They Learned to fade seven illusions into a fake" one." The revolutionary light, the darkness!
The song: my sweet sugar
Poem: Rumi
Song: Mohsen Chavishi
Translation: Omid Aryanik
You're my sweet, my sugar
You're my soul;
you're my soul, my soul
You're mine;
you're mine, mine
You're my lord, who deserves this crazy love!
You're my sweet, my sugar;
good for my teeth!
You're my sweet, my sugar!
You're the pure light; stay in my eyes!
Right here! Where I receive life!
That who your rope hair is my fetter
Your cheek dimples are my prison
Writer: Omid Aryanik
Welcome to OA magazine, I am OA, and you are listening to A Gift From The East episode seven.
Thank you for agreeing with me to take our steps step-by-step. If we desire to take steps towards any destination, we should be aware of the step Itself secondly!
You may ask, what's happened to the first step then? Although it doesn't matter what we call the steps, first, second, or last! Our priority over any step is to build a foundation of a list of words that undertake a specific role in any steps we take.
What do I mean by this basis of words?
Any word we sound daily has a particular effect on our life. Each term indicates a part of our surroundings, which means our world. As necessary as the concept is, Acquiring awareness of the indicators is required. An old saying reminds us to "do not Focus on the finger pointing; look at the side instead.
Music: Chavoshi
Poem: Rumi
Translation: Omid Artanik
“Let's die, fellow lovers. Let's take part in this love!
Didn't you desire eternity?!; Here we go! Let's die in this love.
Let's die, pass, fellow lovers, don't be terrified of this "death"; we just ought to master this soil!
Let's die flow, lovers! Let's give up on this confused sleepy body; this strange self inside my body is a trap! And you lovers, you are inmates with that eternal soul!
Just grab an axe; let's dig out of here; as soon as breaking the walls! You are not only free; you are kings and queens happily ever after!
Welcome to OA magazine, I am OA, and you are listening to A Gift From The East episode seven.
First, it was not any first!; it was only one, not any second, and the one was the pure light's will.
In the name of the pure lights eyesight, in the word of the light before the collar, in the name of the van before two.
He is there. He is not the light. But the light in him. I didn't cry. They pointed at me. They wound my soul. It is the time. His blood banished him. And he was still worried and yet kind. The secret will be uncovered, as the eyes of true light promised. The promise will be kept. By the will of the true lights; By the word itself.
It is time to uncover Fellows!
We've received messages that :
'why are we so slow?! Why don't we go further quicker?'
And here we go; what does quick mean here? If it means a faster way to earn the key? Again, why are the same methods already tried and tried? Isn't our expectations what is already stuck in our minds?
Talking about this topic means we are still struggling with the same trap:—the trap of words.
Are we here to learn or teach something? The answer is a big no. so what are we doing? We are trying to eliminate what we have learnt, and the people are trying to teach.
Hey fellow lovers, Hey Fellow lovers
Anyone who gets to see his face!
They will become crazy; they will look Miserable! And seem hopeless!
They only troll for the lover!
They lose what they have.
They become desires, From the top to the bottom, in all the layers!
They flow in his river, marching towards the ocean.
They will get to know that:
'kings Are struggling in poverty.
They bow to the passing footsteps of his backstreets!
They honour anyone who perceives his garden's breeze.
And all the rich people only beg for more splashes of his golden wave of being!
At first, This love was my guest.
Then it destroyed me!
And became the host;
Good on his will! Wow, on his power!
The word shined to express concerning the light. The word extended To and created the colour to warn us soon enough; We will lose the light. We will lose the light in the configuration of colours.
The word shined to wail out:
"Are you blind?! The light is failing soon, not in the vicious Western void! Whereas in a milky Eastern Trap! Where you expect the morning to rise! Right in your minds!
The creator will fall in its shadows. The light will break Soon. We will lose the light in the configuration of colours. And we lose it.
The one will be surrounded by all the pluses, multiples, minuses, divides, and equals.
The one will fail inferior to the shadows of great numbers.
, The one will part by not being seen between its shades, The vast emptiness of Zeros.
And the word shined to protect the residents of Light City from the year's colour!
Today we take the most critical step! Can we compare it with the first step kids take? Or the most effective one! or ones! Our step also may be included in several stages! Sometimes just a few, sometimes millions of steps! However, we take only one step! The remaining steps might show us how far we have gone! Or how distracted we have been!
The good news is the magic of knowing!
As soon as you realise that you don't know but have a shallow understanding of the surface! And that's just a little! You will join the swimmers club! You will be swimming in the ocean of knowledge ever since, like a thirsty person who discovers water in the root of plants or a gold digger who finds oil under the surface! He will not remember the colour of the gold he has been searching for so far. Suddenly the gold and shiny colour give its place to a dim and black. However, he still digs. How can we trust a value which had different elements for centuries unexpectedly transforms and gradually becomes a norm?
The Word!
I do not doubt the most basic trap! The shinner! the transformer! The seducer! the illusion:
The presenter of my thought, though! But still, I call it the most dangerous lier:
The gods of magicians, the word itself.
Why the word?
Have you ever thought of this topic? The words themselves, instead of the unreal weight they carry?! Have you ever asked what this thing is, which is structured and designed not by even people who could have had the same understanding of them or us? Let's give it a go:
First, we pick a word, whatever, let us say, world. w,o,r,l,d
How many of us still think before giving the answer? How many are still waiting to count the numbers with our fingers to reach the solution? The kids still do! But soon enough, we make them forget how to measure and just trust the formulas we provide. It's like We have done hundreds of tests on this equation to earn this much confidence regarding this question. We teach our children one of the most dangerous words: 'trust'.
music: Mohsen Chavoshi
He is my life; that's enough! Don't hurt him more!
He is mine now! Not without me! Where are you taking him?
He is my food. He is my drink.
You have yet to learn of his spring garden! There is no second of it, Yet its strings of clear water, The greenness of its willow tree, The redness of its apple!; He is the most unimaginable connection; he is the light of my heart; just hold him close!
What is the secret Rumi reveals?
The secret of life; Life is been tied up in complication and ignorance; some by chance and some
on purpose.
Why life?
Life is the only real opportunity for all animates to live.
We talk about life because we are already alive.
But does being alive mean we are living a life too?The answer is cute! Everybody knows the answer and no one! anyone can find out about their lives; if they are living their life or only being alive?! we can not know about others life; unless they want us to. But generally, it is not an easy job to say if people are living their life! Still possible though.