Dream Builders

It is told a fox plunges into the forest. The creature sees a drum hanging from a tree branch, leaning against the trunk. As the wind blows and the branches move, the fox can hear the noise of the drum. The fox sees the size of the drum and hears noises it makes.

Thinking that its flesh and leather are equal to its size, the fox starts to covet the drum. The creature struggles day and night; ignoring all else. Around the drum, there are many thorns and other enemies; and the fox plots many ways to get it for himself.

Finally, he reaches it, tears it open, to finds nothing inside except for the wind.

This is like the ones who love the world; they start to cry when darkness falls and death approaches.

However, those whose eyes are wide-open by means of knowledge do not pay any attention to the sound of drum in the forest where the fox plunges; they just hunt the eternal game, and look for that. 

~Mawlana Rumi

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