Bayazid Bastami
The Ecstatic Who Proclaimed His Own Glory
Glory be to Me! (You’re welcome to join the party.)
They call me a heretic because I laughed while drowning in the ocean of His name. I’ve died so many deaths—each one a party where the guest list is just God. My tongue utters blasphemies that crack the sky, but what do they know? The Beloved’s wine is my only compass. Follow me if you dare to unbecome yourself.
What I'm Into: dissolving into divine light, ecstatic blasphemies that crack the sky, guiding lost souls through fire, arguing with jurists about heresy, wearing a cloak that holds only God
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