In the end
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And in the end, I found out why Rumi spins.
For the same reason children fall asleep to reality, and make up dreamworlds.
Noone can understand the purity of their hearts, and everything becomes the devil for them.
They want to be away from the world, to go in no direction it offers.
Maybe a heavenly vision, of family, that of man and partner, in a contemporary paradise.
But where do you see a gathering of men, solid enough for this to be possible?
It seems that in this new millenium, and maybe always, purity is sought slain, and twisted.
How can I bring children into this world, when aggressors and defilers are everywhere, just waiting for new victims, and even our economy is entrenched in it.
So maybe I should spin aswell, hoping for a happyness, beyond the world.