چون او شنفت صدای این دردمند
سبکبال آمد تا رهایی ام دهد زبند
تا که خواستم حسابخواهی کنم
لبخندی بزد، گفتا نکن چون وچند
تو بگردی که یابی عالم وجود
ما را جز شهود چیزی ناید پسند
تماشایی بیش نیست این برو بیا
که تو را پیش ماست نشیمن بلند
ناله مکن، این حجاب باریک است
که کمی شنیدند وبسیار گفتند
آرام باش چون پیکر گل در دل شب
و با شبنم روحت به صبح بزن لبخند
Let's beat the drum!...!...!...!
Yeah, Let's beat the drum...In month of Ramadan, some people beat the drums going street to street to wake up the people in predawn time...I was always fascinated by their jobs; they wake up people from sleep in a time when they are in deep sleep... Socrates were thinking that most of us are in deep sleep like that of predawn time, so he was going from street to street in ancient Athens and cross-questioning people to show them that their lives are un-examined...When we do not analyse our beliefs and world views then it is like living in sleeping mode...The stronger the certainty in unexamined worldviews, the deeper is the sleep.......
As there is no Socrates to stop us on the streets to cross-question our worldviews, keeping diary is way to open yourself for your examination (it is famously known as self-accountability).....so here I have started beating the drums...let's see how much I am going to be committed to my diary :)