The Whole World is Fraud and Fantasy

Last year in 2D Digital we studied Turkish design. Using Photoshop and Illustrator we created Rumi acordian books. This is the first page. Below is more Rumi.



Rumi, meet reader, reader, Rumi. Enjoy.


I cannot sleep in your prescence.

In your absence, tears prevent me.

You watch me My Beloved

On each sleepless night
and
Only You
see the difference




If you can’t smell the fragrance

Don’t come into the garden of Love.

If you’re unwilling to undress

Don’t enter into the stream of Truth.

Stay where you are.

Don’t come our way.



I swear, since seeing Your face,
the whole world is fraud and fantasy
The garden is bewildered as to what is leaf
or blossom. The distracted birds
can't distinguish the birdseed from the snare.




This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First, to let go of live.
In the end, to take a step without feet;
to regard this world as invisible,
and to disregard what appears to be the self.