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Mevlâna Jalâluddîn Rumi Heart The deliciousness of milk and honey is the reflection of the pure heart: from that heart the sweetness of every sweet thing is derived. The heart is the substance, and the world the accident: how should the heart's shadow be the object of the heart's desire? Is that pure heart the heart that is enamored of riches or power, or is submissive to this black earth and water of the body, or to vain fancies it worships in the darkness for the sake of fame? The heart is nothing but the Sea of Light: is the heart the place of vision of God--and then blind? [III, 2265-9] On Resurrection Day God will ask, "During this reprieve I gave you, what have you produced for Me? Through what work have you reached your life's end? Your food and your strength, for what have they been consumed? Where have you dimmed the luster of your eye? Where have you dissipated your five senses? You have expended eyes and ears and intellect and the pure celestial substances; what have you purchased from the earth? I gave you hands and feet as spade and mattock for tilling the soil of good works; when did they by themselves become existent? [III, 2147-2153] You know the value of every article of merchandise, but if you don't know the value of your own soul, it's all foolishness. You've come to know the fortunate and the inauspicious stars; but you don't know whether you yourself are fortunate or unclean. This, this is the essence of all sciences - that you should know who you will be when Judgment Day arrives. [III, 2652-4] Surely there is a window from heart to heart: they are not separate and far from each other. Two earthenware lamps are not joined, but their light is mingled as it moves. No lover seeks union without the beloved seeking; but the love of lovers makes the body thin as a bowstring, while the love of loved ones makes them comely and plump. When the l

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Tricky Insects~ Fireflies Use Aggressive Mimicry Aggressive mimicry is a phenomenon where one organism (a mimic) tricks another organism (the dupe) into thinking it is another (the model), with the result being a negative outcome for the dupe, as well as the model. In the case of aggressive mimicry in fireflies, mated females that belong to a few species in the genus Photuris mimic the female responses of other fireflies in the same area in order to attract males of the mimicked species. When these males are tricked (or duped) into landing near these mimics to mate, they are pounced upon and eaten (Lloyd 1981)! Recent evidence also suggests that these female mimics are not only acquiring food but also defensive chemicals from their prey, which they themselves do not produce in large quantities (Eisner et al. 1997). Powered by ScribeFire.

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I sang the song slowly As she stood in the shadows She stepped to the light As my silver strings spun She called with her eyes To the tune I's a-playin' But the song it was long And I'd only begun Through a bullet of light Her face was reflectin' The fast fading words That rolled from my tongue With a long-distance look Her eyes was on fire But the song it was long And there was more to be sung. My eyes danced a circle Across her clear outline With her head tilted sideways She called me again As the tune drifted out She breathed hard through the echo But the song it was long And it was far to the end I glanced at my guitar And played it pretendin' That of all the eyes out there I could see none As her thoughts pounded hard Like the pierce of an arrow But the song it was long And it had to get done As the tune finally folded I laid down the guitar Then looked for the girl Who'd stayed for so long But her shadow was missin' For all of my searchin' So I picked up my guitar And began the next song ~Bob Dylan Eternal Circle

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