I watched this movie the other day. The main character has been rejected by the girl he's in love with and the old shopkeeper Ibrahim explains to him, it doesn't matter if she loves you or not, its the love that you have for her that matters.
This is what Levenson discovered after getting the message that he only had a few weeks to live, - you are much happier loving than being loved.
Ibrahim and the boy goes on a journey, and they go to see the dancing dervishes. That's the way they pray, dancing.
This movie reminds me that I had in mind to read the Quran.
There's so many books to read, I looked at the book of Urantia, over a 1000 pages. Then I was thinking of rereading the Datre transcripts. I look at some parts differently now, from what I did 10 years ago.
Well, all in good time.
I'm reading Skomsvolds Monsterhuman, she's funny sometimes, but mostly there's a personality background of anxiety, sorrow and sadness. I recognize parts of her in me, with her fears.
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