Status Updates From The Conference of the Birds

Sufis, in modern terms, speak like neurodivergent converts

The home we seek is in eternity;
The Truth we seek is like a shoreless sea,
Of which your paradise is but a drop.
This ocean can be yours; why should you stop,
Beguiled by dreams of evanescent dew?
The secrets of the sun are yours, but you
Content yourself with motes trapped in its beams.
Turn to what truly lives, reject what seems —
Which matters more, the body or the soul?
Be whole: desire & journey to the Whole.

"The shadow seeks union with the sun / but cannot achieve it. / It is clearly impossible, / yet the shadow thinks of nothing else."