Perhaps It Took A Stranger To Make

Yeah, We Should All Line Up Along The Bosphorus Bridge And Puff As Hard As We Can To Shove This City In The Direction Of The West. If That Doesn't Work, We'll Try The Other Way, See If We Can Veer To The East. It's No Good To Be In Between. International Politics Does Not Appreciate Ambiguity.

One Night, A Group Of Moths Gathered On A Shelf Watching A Burning Candle. Puzzled By The Nature Of The Light, They Sent One Of Their Members To Go And Check On It. The Scouting Moth Circled The Candle Several Times And Came Back With A Description: The Light Was Bright. Then A Second Moth Went To Examine It. He, Too, Came Back With An Observation: The Light Was Hot. Finally A Third Moth Volunteered To Go. When He Approached The Candle He Didn't Stop Like His Friends Had Done, But Flew Straight Into The Flame. He Was Consumed There And Then, And Only He Understood The Nature Of The Light.

We Were All Created In His Image, And Yet We Were Each Created Different And Unique. No Two People Are Alike. No Two Hearts Beat To The Same Rhythm. If God Had Wanted Everyone To Be The Same. He Would Have Made It So. Therefore, Disrespecting Differences And Imposing Your Thoughts On Others Is Tantamount To Disrespecting God’s Holy Scheme.

I Like To Borrow A Metaphor From The Great Poet And Mystic Rumi Who Talks About Living Like A Drawing Compass. One Leg Of The Compass Is Static. It Is Fixed And Rooted In A Certain Spot. Meanwhile, The Other Leg Draws A Huge Wide Circle Around The First One, Constantly Moving. Just Like That, One Part Of My Writing Is Based In Istanbul. It Has Strong Local Roots. Yet At The Same Time The Other Part Travels The Whole Wide World, Feeling Connected To Several Cities, Cultures, And Peoples.

Perhaps This Is Why Lunatics Have A Harder Time Dating, Not Because They Are Off The Wall But Because It Is Hard To Find Soemone Who Is Willing To Date So Many People In One Person.