_{QT-003 : The Protectors of Love.}

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Qalam Thoughts : Entry 003 : 2016.01.27

The Protectors of Love.

Most teachers are failures because they do it out of duties, holding on to the status for as long and as much as they desire for the title. They believe in the circulation of energy around them just by controlling the tip of the tongue, a crafty belief of confidence higher than the ability to identify the grounds. Little did they realised, the art of manoeuvring the tongue could be poisonous to the others as much as upon themselves.

Teachers who have failed, paralysed themselves by sitting on their titles most of the time. At times they've become puppets to the ideologies of a system. At times being slaves to their idols. Or worse, even the ideologies of themselves.

Real teachers believe in sharing. They live as if any soul around them can be their inspiring neighbours. They're friends of humanity, nature, science and arts. They are protectors of love. They're just love ambassadors of their own capability and specialty. Naturally they couldn't care less about the idea of a teacher. And they do face difficulties in harbouring their own love. So much that they keep learning from anything to face those difficulties, as much as to protect the rest from it. So much that they naturally devote themselves even by achieving insanity. Only their knowledge knows what they're made of. For they themselves, knew that they knew none.

True teachers remain living. They appear in your heart and mind, and at times you'll find them naturally appear reflected in various essences of nature. For it may be a wonder, but indeed. They have been living beyond the existence of forms. They have been living beyond the age of time.



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Faizal Somadi/2016/Jan/27

Only their knowledge knows what they're made of. For they themselves, knew that they knew none.