72 Quotes About One Love

They want us to be afraid. They want us to be afraid of leaving our homes. They want us to barricade our doors and hide our children. Their aim is to make us fear life itself! They want us to hate. They want us to hate 'the other'. They want us to practice aggression and perfect antagonism. Their aim is to divide us all! They want us to be inhuman. They want us to throw out our kindness. They want us to bury our love and burn our hope. Their aim is to take all our light! They think their bricked walls will separate us. They think their damned bombs will defeat us. They are so ignorant they don’t understand that my soul and your soul are old friends. They are so ignorant they don’t understand that when they cut you I bleed. They are so ignorant they don’t understand that we will never be afraid, we will never hate and we will never be silent for life is ours! . Kamand Kojouri

I see your painas clearly as I feel my own. I will share your burden so you feel it less. Do not hate this world. Do not hate these people. I will share my hopeso you feel it more. I want you to see our loveas clearly as I feel yours. Kamand Kojouri

I don’t know why everyoneis still trying to find out whether heaven and hell exist. Why do we need more evidence? They exist here on this very Earth.Heaven is standing atop Mount Qasiounoverlooking the Damascene sightswith the wind carrying Qabbani’sdulcet words all around you. And hell is only four hours away in Aleppo where children’s cries drown out the explosions of mortar bombsuntil they lose their voice, their families, and their limbs. Yes, hell certainly does existright now, at this moment, as I pen this poem. And all we’re doingto extinguish this hellfireis sighing, shrugging, liking, and sharing. Tell me: what exactly does that makeus? Are we any better than the gatekeepers of hell? . Kamand Kojouri

Now is not the time for bigots and racists. No time for sexists and homophobes. Now, more than ever, is the time for ARTISTS. It’s time for us to rise above and to create. To show humanity. To spread hope. We must prevent society from destroying itself, from losing its way. Now is the time for love. Kamand Kojouri

One sip of this wine and you will go mad with drunkenness. You will drop your masks and tear your clothes – destroying everything that separates you from the Lover. Once you taste the fruit of this vine, you will be kicked out of the city of yourself. You will forget the world. You will forget yourself. I tell you: you will become a madman who wanders the streets looking for the Lover once you drink this Wine of Love. Kamand Kojouri

God’s existence is reaffirmed once we fall in with another. Kamand Kojouri

Darkness seems to have prevailed and has taken the forefront. This country as in the 'cooperation' of The United States of America has never been about the true higher-good of the people. Know and remember this. Cling to your faith. Roll your spiritual sleeves up and get to work. Use your energy wisely. Transmute all anger, panic and fear into light and empowerment. Don't use what fuels them; all lower-energy. Mourn as you need to. Console who you need to–and then go get into the spiritual and energetic arena. There's plenty work for us to do; within and without. Let's each focus on becoming 'The President of Our Own Life.Cultivate your mind. Pursue your purpose. Shine your light. Elevate past–and reject–any culture of low vibrational energy and ratchetness. Don't take fear, defeat or anger–on or in. The system is doing what they've been created to do. Are you? Am I? Are we–collectively? Let's get to work. No more drifting through life without your higher-self in complete control of your mind. Awaken–fully. Activate–now. Put your frustrations or concerns into your work. Don't lose sight. There is still–a higher plan. Let's ride this 4 year energetic-wave like the spiritual gangsters that we are. This will all be the past soon. Let's get to work and stay dedicated, consistent and diligent. Again, this will all be the past soon. We have preparing and work to do. Toxic energy is so not a game. Toxic energy and low vibrations are being collectively acted out on the world stage. Covertly operating through the unconscious weak spots and blind spots in the human psyche; making people oblivious to their own madness, causing and influencing them to act against—their—own—best—interests and higher-good, as if under a spell and unconsciously possessed. This means that they are actually nourishing the lower vibrational energy with their lifestyle, choices, energy and habits, which is unconsciously giving the lower-energy the very power and fuel it needs–for repeating and recreating endless drama, suffering and destruction, in more and more amplified forms on a national and world stage. So what do we do? We take away its autonomy and power over us while at the same time empowering ourselves. By recognizing how this energetic/spiritual virus or parasite of the mind–operates through our unawareness is the beginning of the cure. Knowledge is power. Applied knowledge is–freedom. Our shared future will be decided primarily by the changes that take place in the psyche of humanity, starting with each of us– vibrationally. In closing and most importantly, the greatest protection against becoming affected or possessed by this lower-energy is to be in touch with our higher vibrational-self. We have to call our energy and power back. Being in touch with our higher-self and true nature acts as a sacred amulet, shielding and protecting us from the attempted effects. We defeat evil not by fighting against it (in which case, by playing its game, we’ve already lost) but by getting in touch with the part of us that is invulnerable to its effects– our higher vibrational-self. Will this defeat and destroy us? Or will it awaken us more and more? Everything depends upon our recognizing what is being revealed to us and our stepping out of the unconscious influence of low vibrational/negative/toxic/evil/distraction energy (or whatever name you relate to it as)that is and has been seeking power over each of our lives energetically and/or spiritually, and step into our wholeness, our personal power, our higher self and vibrate higher and higher daily. Stay woke my friends–let's get to work. Lalah Delia

The first time I heard you laugh, I only wanted to say funny things so you would always be laughing. You know what happens to chocolate when you leave it out in the sun? I’m that unfortunate chocolate and you, you are the laughing sun. For this reason, I am offering myself to you not as a martyr or some selfless fool, but as a self-indulgent moth who actively pursues the light without much fear for the flame. The moth who revels in the heat and declares: Burn me. . Kamand Kojouri

I understand we all have our differences. But while learning about history I've read about white people coming together, Jews coming together, Spanish coming together, different cultures and religions understanding and coming together despite their differences. Slavery was never something that shocked me. What shocks me is how black people have not yet overcome the odds and we're such strong smart people. Why we can't just stand together? . Jonathan Anthony Burkett

If I can’t be your love, then let me be a simple brooch so I may rest a while against your chest. If I can’t be your love, then let me be a forgotten coin so I may rest a while against your thigh. If I can’t be your love, then let me be an unlit cigarette so I may rest a while in between your lips. If I can’t be your love, then let me at least remain in these words so I may rest a while in your thoughts. . Kamand Kojouri

Put down your glass, it is time to dance. If you want to get drunk all you need is to drink love. Put down your pipe and do away with these childish toys. If you want to get high all you need is to breathe love. Now, can I have this dance? Kamand Kojouri

I was mistaken when I said you live in my heart. How absurd I was when you live in my fingertips so that everything I touch is you. How foolish I was when you live in my toes so that everywhere I go there's you. How senseless of me to say you live in my heart when you breathe in my lungs, walk on my mind, and drink in my mouth. I came to pen another poem for you, but even every unwritten poem is you. Kamand Kojouri

Let my silence grow with noise as pregnant mothers grow with life. Let my silence permeate these walls as sunlight permeates a home. Let the silence rise from unwatered graves and craters left by bombs. Let the silence rise from empty bellies and surge from broken hearts. The silence of the hidden and forgotten. The silence of the abused and tortured. The silence of the persecuted and imprisoned. The silence of the hanged and massacred. Loud as all the sounds can be, let my silence be loud so the hungry may eat my words and the poor may wear my words. Loud as all the sounds can be, let my silence be loud so I may resurrect the dead and give voice to the oppressed. My silence speaks. Kamand Kojouri

I don’t know why we fight. It takes much too effort to stay mad at you. To dodge your skin in the hallwayand leave the kitchen without bringing you a treat. It takes much too effort to stare at the sinkso my eyes don’t smile at you in the mirror. It takes much too effort to look away as we undressand lie apart in the now bigger bed. It takes much too effort to stiffen my bodybecause sleepy limbs forget fightsand pride is always lost in dreams. It takes much too effort to awaken every hour to make sure we are islands with a gulf of white sheets separating us. I dread the light peeking through the parted curtainsand empathise with your groans –I didn’t get any sleep either. I really don’t know why we fight. It takes much too effort to stay mad at one anotherwhen it’s so easy for us to love. . Kamand Kojouri

If you wait until you find something to speak up for, something that you’re passionate about that concerns you and attacks your own beliefs, then eventually, when the day finally arrives, you might also find that you have forgotten how to speak. Kamand Kojouri

I write our names on the page. What of it, if the paper will be burned? I write our names in the sand. What of it, if the shore will be washed by waves? I write our names on trees that will be cutand benches that will be painted, but what of it? I will keep on writing our namesbecause in this world of ephemera, You and I are the only constant. Kamand Kojouri

The greatest thinkers have attempted to find who we are where we come from and why we are here but the greatest enigmas to me are how your hair is a lasso that captures the stars how your eyes are lakes that drown my doubts and how your skin is the sun bursting all at once. If I knew these answers I’d know everything for you alone contain the entire universe. Kamand Kojouri

Because you have been blessed with the gift of life, it is your duty to help others. We are all responsible for one another. Kamand Kojouri

They took my booksbecause my message was love. They took my penbecause my words were love. Then they took my voicebecause my song was love. Soon they’ll take myselfso nothing remains. But they don’t know that when I'm gonemy love will stay. Kamand Kojouri

Let borders become sunlight so we traverse this Earth as one nation and drive the darkness out. Kamand Kojouri

For how can any human be separate from humanity and humanness? Kamand Kojouri

I don’t want to be remembered for my work. I want to be remembered for my love. Kamand Kojouri

Each of us is like all of us and like no one else. Kamand Kojouri

Love is our religion. Love is our light. It is the only thing that gives us any hope. Kamand Kojouri

Name and form are simply illusions of separation. Love doesn’t make us blind; rather, it erases the illusions so we can see clearly. Kamand Kojouri

I've written you sixty-seven love poems. Here’s another one for you. But really, for me. These poems are the candles that I light with the fire you have ignited in me. I place this candle here and another thereso even if the stars have argued with the moonand are sulking away in a corner, you can still find your way to me. Sixty-eight poems now. What does the future hold for us? Joy? Disappointment? Gentle caresses? And subtle neglect? I hope the good is more than the bad. Much more. For what is the point of loveif by lighting these candlesour own flame loses its brightness? I know the good is more than the bad. Much more. I cannot wait to write you sixty-nine. Kamand Kojouri

I'm not here to grant you the extraordinary love you never had for yourself. I'm here, on my own accord, to love you. So that when you stare into my mirror eyes, you may see how extraordinary you are. Kamand Kojouri

I couldn’t have dreamed you into existence because I didn’t even know I needed you. You must have been sent to me. Kamand Kojouri

My dear, please be careful. You no longer live only for yourself. You live for me as well. Kamand Kojouri

Break open your heart so that I may enter it. Kamand Kojouri

We are all lost, so lost, vulnerable and insecure. We are separated from love at birth, we are separated from God, from each other. All we want, all we yearn for is to connect. Kamand Kojouri

The only thing necessary in this world is love. Everything else is secondary. Kamand Kojouri

Love without conditions, restrictions, or the expectation of being loved in return. Kamand Kojouri

Do the lovers know that when they whisper these poems they are commemorating our love? Do they ever think of you and meor only of themselves? Do they know that I once found a strand of your hairand wore it around my necklike a necklace? That I kiss your handsmore than I kiss your lips? Do they realise that our love and their love are drops in the universe’s ocean of loveand that without any of these drops, the ocean would be less? . Kamand Kojouri

Can we share my eyes so you can see what I see? Can we share my ears so you can hear what I hear? Can you perch on my shouldersso you can go where I go? Always in my heart, I don’t experience anything separate from you. This shared wonderment becomes doubled. This shared love becomes infinite. Kamand Kojouri

Lovers dream of one more embrace. One more kiss. One act of love, no matter how small. For in loving, lover and belovedemptied themselves. Now, they look for their oasislike men engulfed in flames. Even filled to the brim, they will never satiate. For they continue to leak, thesecracked vessels. How else did love seep through? Kamand Kojouri

Recognizing that God exists in all of us is the first step toward genuine kindness. Charles F. Glassman

Either You see GOD in all or You don't see GOD at all. Jaspreet Jhoja

They want to knowwho I write these poems for. Tell them it's for all loversbecause I don’t see a differencebetween our loveand their love. Kamand Kojouri

I can only be me. Jonathan Anthony Burkett

These poems are cupsthat I pour my love into. Here, Drink! Kamand Kojouri

One Life is about realizing there's no second chances in this one life that we were given to live. So we need to be thankful for all we have. Work hard for what we want and love one another no matter the difference. Jonathan Anthony Burkett

We seek the fire of the spark that is already within us. Kamand Kojouri

To become a true global citizen, one must abandon all notions of otherness and instead embrace togetherness. Suzy Kassem

One race, Many cultures, One place. Geoffrey M. Gluckman