"I went inside my heart to see how it was.
Something there makes me hear
the whole world weeping.
Then I went to every city and small town,
searching for someone who could speak wisdom,
but everyone was complaining about love.
That moaning gave me an idea:
Go back inside and the find the answer.
But I found nothing.

The heart acts as translator between
mystical experience and intelligence.
It has its own inhabitants who do not talk with
someone just wandering through.
And remember that Muhammed said of the
place in human beings we call the heart,
This is what I value."
Rumi
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