BAB AL ILM
The flame knows
who belongs to it.
Here, philosophy and mysticism refuse separation. Rigor and rapture, two names for the same hunger. Ideas that won't behave.
This is for the ones who've outgrown their answers. Who suspect that comfort is just another cage. Who know that beauty and terror share the same root system.
Artists who trust the dark. Thinkers who refuse shortcuts. Seekers who've learned that the path eats what you thought you were.
Questions that live in the body
What dies when the ego dies?
Can you love what destroys you?
How long can you stay with what cannot be solved?
We don't answer these.
We sit with them until they change us.
Philosophy as practice. Mysticism as rigor. Community as the vessel that holds what individual effort cannot carry alone.
The path is collective.
The questions are alive.