A curious caravanserai of notoriety and nonsense, poetry and prophecy.


خوش آمدید، دوستان من; Welcome, friends.
The name of this blog comes from the poem “Unfold your own myth,” by Jalaluddin Rumi, excerpted below and included in full in this blog’s first post.

Who gets up early
to discover the moment light begins?
Who lets down a bucket and brings up
a flowing prophet?
Or like Moses goes for fire
and finds what burns inside the sunrise?

Chase a deer and end up everywhere!
An oyster opens his mouth to swallow on drop.
Now there’s a pearl.

But don’t be satisfied with stories, how things
have gone with others. Unfold
your own myth, without complicated explanation,
so everyone will understand the passage,
We have opened you.

student of anthropology and poetry, French, Arabic, Persian and Swahili; thinking about natural, political and spiritual ecologies of the world.

As G.K. Chesterton observed,

“The simple sense of wonder at the shapes of things…is the basis of spirituality as it is the basis of nonsense.”

Asante kwa kuwa pamoja nami hapa.  Thank you for being here with me.

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