I exist for pleasure; Welcome!
For pleasure am I; he who beholds me sees joy and well-being.
This book offers complex more than simple pleasures: its many questions
diverge and converge, offering iridescence to our certainties. It puts forth
the pleasure of using thought as steel wool polishing our mental acumen,
enabling perception beyond predetermined realities. It may be that a
barzakhexists somewhere between the secular and the sacred, a peninsula
of understanding in which we enter the cave of ourghurbaand become in
the world but not of it. If we tread lightly with a pure heart cleansed in the
mirror of curiosity and wonder, it may just open its doors a bit and let us
explore the glory it holds inside.
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