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JOURNEY OF LOVE

This project has been prepared with the section about Yunus Emre from...

...“Tezkireyi Has”, written by Ibrahim Has with the compilations of Mustafa Tatci.

I...

...saw a dream, my sheikh.

It was a dream that happened.

You can even dream within a dream.

There is a universe within the universe.

The road of dervish is the journey of love.

This road is long; this road is painful.

Moses went on this journey with Hizir

and our Prophet with Gabriel.

This road is long...

...it has frightening passages.

It is narrow, sharper than a sword.

If your comrade is not Hizir...

...or Gabriel...

...then you would need a wise mentor.

To leave the material world, you need patience, vocation and meditation.

You need to go through a lot of pain without food or water.

Never forget this, Yunus...

...this journey you are on...

...is the ascension of the mystic.

Only those who demand it go on this journey...

...this state of being on the road. We came from Him, we will return to Him.

He is the start.

The return is to Him as per His judgment.

This road brings together the past and the future...

...it unites the past and the future, it gathers them into a singularity.

I can tell you this but...

...these are secrets.

I share them with you.

But do not ever reveal our secrets to those without love.

Remember this, Yunus Efendi.

This journey will be completed...

...while you are still here, living in this world.

Eternity and obedience to God is here.

They will be recognized here.

Eternity is our town...

...and obedience is our road.

Do not ever forget this, always have this in your mind.

We share the secrets with you.

A loveless man is an animal.

An animal cannot understand a piece of advice.

Well.

Then, let’s wake up the sleeping ones.

Let’s freshen your invocation now.

You can start vocalizing the second name.

Let’s give you the invocation of The Great Name.

Bring your knees closer to mine.

Raise your head.

Let’s see between your brows.

God.

-God. -God.

God.

-God. -God.

-God. -God.

The sleepers have woken up.

Do not drift from your invocation, from your duty.

This is the hymn of repentance.

His Name is the greatest.

Your invocation is “Allah.”

Vocalizing “Allah” is your duty from now on.

Have The Great Name on your tongue at every moment...

...you will be inviting the rage of God.

Tolerance is very hard. You cannot stay here a long time.

Do not ever neglect your duty and invocation.

Do not neglect and pass through this great pasture as well...

...and have us wake up the ones in the next row.

We have a long road ahead.

It is a long road...

...experience is limited...

...and time is running out.

God.

God.

God, God.

God, God.

God, God.

God, God.

God, God.

God, God. God, God.

God, God. God, God.

God, God.

God, God. God, God.

God, God. God, God.

God, God. God, God.

God, God. God, God.

God, God. God, God.

God, God. God, God.

God, God. God, God.

God, God. God, God.

God, God. God, God.

With permission, my sheikh.

Come, Kasim, come.

Talk, do not let this old man guess.

I do not know how...

...something like this can be brought up, master.

First say it.

When it exits the soul...

...the tongue cannot hold it back.

It is most probable...

...that those who recently started to attend our lodge and your communion...

...are unaware of our order’s and our master’s ways.

How time passes in the lodge...

...what our ways are, how dervishes live.

How their relationships should be...

...how their relationships with their colleagues and families should be...

...and we help as much as we can.

Even if they do not ask, we show them the way.

But...

...nobody is perfect, master.

It is such that...

... informing you about this obvious matter...

...became an obligation for me.

Your command is that there should be no secret between student and mentor.

That they should state whatever happens.

And you order that...

...the tongue cannot hold back something that comes from the soul.

The old man cannot see properly anymore.

So you wanted to tell me everything that happened...

...and is happening to him.

You do well.

We heard, we came to know.

Do you know why they put this flake after the 12th piece?

I do not know, Efendi.

Did I tell Yunus Efendi?

Anyway.

They put it after the 12th piece...

...to recall the 12 imams.

If you see a flake after the fifth piece...

...it is to recall the Prophet’s family.

I suppose I told that to Yunus Efendi as well.

The rosary will be completed...

...if life is not completed before then.

Do not waste time with me loafing around, Kasim.

Do not be left behind from your invocation because of me.

You are him again.

Who am I? Go on, tell me, who am I?

You are the water bearer who saved the turtle.

And also the old cadi. I know.

Do you know the meaning of Oneness?

You asked me before.

You did not know then. If you did, you would have told me.

I hope I do not make you tense. I am not a madman.

I am an Armenian living in Sivrihisar. Artin is my name.

I am an ironsmith. I am also a novice in our village’s church.

What about Sheikh Tapduk Emre...

...do you know him?

Respect to all, Gungor Efendi.

We bring an oak branch from the mountain, we carve it to make a ladle.

Then we dip it into a boiling cauldron. In the name of God, while opening it...

...and in the name of God, when closing the lid.

When the ladle is in your hand, kiss its handle.

Otherwise, if your aim is to be a cook to make money...

...do not do it in the lodge’s or order’s kitchen.

Go to a Roman innkeeper and learn the trade from him.

Ali Taygu Efendi.

Yes, Kasim Efendi.

Go around and gather the dervishes.

They should gather in the courtyard.

What happened?

Go on. Go and inform everyone. Some may be in invocation...

...go to their cells and tell them. -Of course, agha.

What is he going to talk about, did he not say?

He didn’t.

Kasim Agha.

Fellows.

We all know that all beings are not perfect.

There is no one who is complete.

No one without a fault.

The manners we learn from our sheikh...

...require us to cover the fault, not to expose it.

Our tongue is not to be used for speaking at length...

but shortly.

We do not always deal with nice things.

There comes a time...

...when it is up to us to deal with these bothersome situations.

If there comes a time when you are also responsible for others...

...I hope that we would agree, God willing.

Fellows...

...if the pillar of the house falls down...

...the roof falls on everyone in the house.

What is the pillar of our lodge?

Order...

...method...

...ways.

Does a person sometimes not get bewildered? Of course they can.

Knowingly or unknowingly, he might get bewildered.

He might get bewildered when he forgets. Then what does our sheikh say?

If you are a friend, it is your duty to give warning.

Our ears hear some gossip.

They hear but...

...they know that it is pure gossip.

Yunus Efendi may be a newcomer to our lodge.

He might be the last one to join us in this road.

Then, if not knowing is not a shame...

...how can we reproach him for not knowing the ways of life here?

Yunus Efendi may not know...

...how to interact with people in their homes.

When to go in...

...when to go out.

What harem is, what privacy is, what the way is, what religious law is.

These are all as important as the coat, the crown...

...the needle and the axe for a dervish. It is their sign.

I want to say, fellows...

...I suppose it is understood.

To dwell on it is a waste of words.

This matter shall be closed once...

...and for all.

Nobody from the lodge shall even utter a single word...

...do not ever utter Yunus Efendi and Lady Sultan’s names together.

A thousand devils enter my mind every day.

None caused me so much apprehension as this.

How can this be?

Yunus Efendi.

This has nothing to do with being a member of a lodge or a village, master.

Does our sheikh not say the devil is in Mecca and in lodges?

Fellows.

Whatever someone does, he does to himself.

Let’s give this subject a rest and not bear any more sins.

Let’s mind our own business.

Is this an ordinary problem, Ali Taygu Efendi?

Fellow, I also heard what Kasim Efendi said.

But let’s not dwell on it.

Kasim Efendi said let’s forget this matter.

You wait here, Artin Efendi.

I will leave the pouch and then we will go see my sheikh.

May peace be with you.

May peace be with you too.

Where is the sheikh?

He must be at his post, Yunus Efendi.

Attila Efendi.

Yunus Efendi.

Why do the fellows turn away from me?

They look at me as if I did something bad.

I just heard it with everyone else, Yunus Efendi.

What is this thing everyone’s heard?

Gossip.

Some gossip, Yunus Efendi.

What is this gossip, fellow?

What fault have we committed?

Say it.

What use is it to hide what we did from our faces?

I can’t bring myself to say everything.

Is it not a person’s right...

...to know what he is accused with?

Forgive me, Yunus Efendi, but even to hear it is an atrocity.

They say that...

...you do not respect privacy and confidentiality completely.

That you do not know how to act with family members.

-Who says these words, fellow? -I do not know, fellow.

-Then who did you hear it from? Tell me. -I do not know, fellow.

We heard it from Mullah Kasim Efendi and were warned...

...not to talk about it anymore.

Who said these evil words?

How can we know who said it, Yunus Efendi?

Whoever invented these evil lies...

...has spoken their own desires.

A person only speaks what is in his own mind. Whatever he says is for himself.

If he has got the courage, he should come to me...

...and say these things to me, to my face.

We did not start the gossip. We only heard it, Yunus Efendi.

From whom did you hear it from then?

We heard it from Mullah Kasim Efendi.

We were all here, Ali Taygu Agha as well.

He ordered the evil words to be ended immediately.

Do you invade our privacy without permission, Yunus Efendi?

When these people smear our honor and chastity...

...where was their permission?

Yunus Efendi, our duty is not to fuel an arising gossip...

...but to finish it off.

You said it, Kasim Agha. We can finish it off.

We state our stance on the matter...

...but don't we succeed in getting our point through?

We say that this ugly gossip should be ended.

We do not say to get angry and raid the lodge.

We heard it from somewhere and with our sheikh’s guidance...

...we warned the fellows to stop the gossip.

When the situation is like that, we are not going to snitch, fellow.

This is not a door for ratting, it is a door of decency. Decency.

This is not only your problem, Yunus Efendi.

Just like a knife cutting an object...

...this warning will cut the gossip.

Flaw and sin is everywhere.

You can rest assured.

If there is no root to it, can it grow?

Your permission, my sheikh.

Come here, Yunus, come.

Let him wait. What is his hurry?

He walked on the wrong road for years...

...did the time end when he reached the doorstep?

It is finished, my sheikh.

We spent a part of our lives together. But its united at last.

The youngsters say stringing.

But it is actually uniting a rosary.

You take 33 pieces, 99 pieces...

...and unite it around a string.

Many pieces unite to form a rosary.

What is the meaning of rosary anyway?

It is to unite.

Oneness.

Do not neglect your invocation, Yunus Efendi.

You are at The Great Name.

You are respondent and thirsty for trouble.

When you recite God continuously...

...you will be faced with the reflection of The Great Name.

It inflames all feelings.

It distances man from moderation.

It leads to exaggeration in care, anger or even love.

You start to surge like the sea.

The thing that causes the waves in the sea is that greatness.

You beat and get beaten...

...you curse and get cursed...

...you run away from trouble, run into another one.

Speed up, this is not the place to stand.

Trouble finding you is one thing...

...going about looking for trouble is something else.

But you can still say it, come on.

In the market an Armenian novice priest stood by me, master...

...he had met me before as well.

Today, while I was invocating, he asked for you.

Did he not say why he was asking for us?

He would like to ask you a question.

Let him ask then.

Just as the answerer bears the burden of a question...

...the asker will bear the burden of the answer he may or may not get.

Mikel Efendi knew that whoever he asks in Nallihan would point him to sheikh.

That is why he said Nallihan to you.

Artin Agha, with your permission, I would like to ask you a question.

I do not know any answers, I only know questions.

I will also ask you about the question.

After you hear the meaning of Oneness from our sheikh, what will you do?

Artin Efendi...

...our sheikh awaits.

With your permission, my sheikh.

Bring him in, come on.

Come now, Artin Efendi.

Come close.

-I look for Sheikh Tapduk Emre. -Why are you looking for him?

To ask about the meaning of Oneness.

Tapduk Emre is an ignorant peasant...

...he does not even know how to read and write.

How can he know the meaning of Oneness?

I realized when I saw the brothers in the courtyard.

Come near, Brother Artin, come and sit.

Welcome to our humble home, Brother Artin.

Tell us who you are.

Who is your family? Where do you come from?

Where are you going to? Where are you now?

Thank you, Sheikh Efendi.

I am Agop’s son, Artin.

I live in Sivrihisar. Do you know its market?

Yes, Sivrihisar is our land as well.

I am an ironsmith in the market. Since Grefor Efendi fell ill...

...I recite the prayers in the village church.

I am a novice priest. A while ago, Doctor Mikel Efendi came.

I suppose he had a patient.

He knew that I was seeking an answer for years.

-So you are seeking? -Of course, my Sheikh.

Many who see me think that Artin is mad.

I have been seeking an answer to this for years.

Wherever I go, whichever wise men they point me to, I ask...

...but I cannot get a satisfactory answer.

How can you expect an answer from us, which the great sage could not give you?

I am seeking, my Sheikh.

You say, “if your answer does not convince me...

...I will go and ask the next man”...

...which is correct.

Question is the charity of the mind.

And charity is given to the poor.

Ask then, maybe I will experience an enlightenment...

...and my scarce mind may find an answer, but I do not think so.

What is the meaning of the Oneness phrase?

What does this “there is only one God” mean?

I found it, master. I found it in the end.

My destination was here.

I never saw or heard an answer that reached my soul as such.

Then thank Him who made you see and hear, Artin Efendi.

Sometimes he uses the most wicked as a tool for the most gracious job.

If you want.

I promised that when I would hear the most powerful answer, I would.

Go on then.

The Phrase of Witness is the medallion of a Muslim.

Repeat after me.

-I bear witness that... -I bear witness that...

There is only one God.

There is only one God.

I bear witness that there is only one God.

I bear witness that there is only one God.

May God bless you.

Welcome.

Artin Efendi, we are all curious.

What did our sheikh say? How did he reply...

...that it became the convincing answer you sought?

What did our sheikh whisper to you?

There is death!

Thank you, my girl.

My girl, could you look if they have started the prayer?

As you wish, my mother.

Mesud Efendi starts hours before.

Are you ready, woman? Are you ready, woman?

The day when our sheikh has a communion he gets excited from the morning on.

Efendi also respects Mesud Efendi very much.

“If it were not for him, the fellowship would been over in Nallihan” he says.

Is your mother at home?

Yes, she is, come on in.

Welcome, heavenly, welcome. Come in, have a seat.

Thank you.

What happened, God willing?

My girl, pour us some buttermilk, we need to cool down a bit.

What is wrong? You do not look so well, you look pale.

I don’t know whether it will lead to a good deed or not.

I don’t know how such a thing can be interpreted as good fortune.

First say what it is that’s on the tip of your tongue.

I don’t even know if something like this can be mentioned so openly.

Please try to be open.

A piece of gossip has reached the devil’s ear, they say, Sister Mother.

What gossip is that?

Mesud Efendi heard it.

If you had seen him, you would say he turned pale as well.

I have been told that people have said...

...that Yunus Efendi does not respect privacy and confidentiality completely.

And they say, our daughter Sister Sultan...

I know that you did no wrong.

Whoever the person is who started this gossip...

...I pray to God that his tongue would fall off.

Whoever...

...paired you and I in this slander...

...I wish the same to him from God.

Actually I...

Actually I apologize to you a thousand times.

As I caused these words to touch you...

...I wish that...

...the things they say about us...

... they may hear for themselves.

We heard it from Mullah Kasim Efendi and were warned to end the subject.

We heard it from Mullah Kasim Efendi.

Kasim Efendi.

What do you want, Yunus Efendi?

I was trying to find out who started it and why.

Now I know who he is and I don’t care about the reason.

I don’t know what you are talking about, fellow but anger leads to mistakes.

Do you not know?

Do you think I would believe that?

Do you think that I am so stupid?

I don’t know what you're blaming me for...

... but it’s obvious that the intention is bad.

Anyway, know that it was not me.

Pray to God that my sheikh has not heard it.

Pray to God that he does not know.

Otherwise, Kasim Efendi, fear me.

You are always interested in the signs of dervishes...

...you think that all dervishes are freeloader cowards like yourself.

Do not waste your breath trying to convince me...

Pray.

They played many games and tricks to bring in Leila.

They played many games and tricks to bring in Leila.

He eyed Leila from head to toe.

Then he looked down and thought for hours.

Then he said to himself...

...let me make her talk.

Maybe she would smile while talking...

...and her beauty would be more noticeable.

He turned to Leila pouting in the corner with all her sorrow.

Khalifa Harun Resid asked, “Are you Leila?”

“Yes, I am Leila”, she said.

“But, you are not Majnun.

You do not have the eyes that are on his head,”

Said Leila to Khalifa Harun Resid.

How can you see Leila...

...with your eyes corrupted with images of others.

If those eyes are not bathed in tears...

...I don’t know who said it but...

...it is the truth, thus it belongs to everyone.

She says look at me with Majnun’s eyes.

You must look at a lover with Majnun’s eyes.

What is missing here then?

You must look at your job and to God with love and wisdom.

Looking knowingly is something else.

Islam is compassion, love and wisdom.

If they say something else, it is incomplete.

Love takes a person to Oneness.

They look at the being that reached Oneness in the same way.

He is like this, he is like that and such.

Would these bad words and gossip stick on the eyes that look with love?

For those who look without love, splinters stick in their eyes; they are blind.

The person blinds himself...

...and medicine can’t cure that blindness, the doctors can’t.

Did I tell you about the adventures of Cuha...

...the famous thief of Baghdad?

Cuha was lying down in the shadow of a date tree...

...waiting for the evening to start work.

Someone nudged him.

“Look at that Cuha, look...

...trays of all kinds of jewels are passing by.”

Cuha does not move. “What is it to me?” he says.

The other says, “but they are going to your house.”

The thief still does not move.

“Well, but what is it to you, what is it to us?”

We do not look at your words but at your silence.

Silence is a state.

Just like there are all kinds of sounds, words, sentences...

...there are also all kinds of silence.

A person is not what he says but how he keeps his silence.

But the talking state takes over.

Whatever the state a person is in, his actions are the same.

Whatever letters line up to unite...

...whatever words line up to become a sentence...

...the essence is the meaning.

The meaning makes you understand others.

Whatever the words say...

...the language of state does not need translation.

All the created beings know this language of state.

Even a dog barks at someone who does not like it.

What do they say?

If words are silver, silence is gold.

That is good but...

...why?

It is a nice phrase, yes...

...but what does it mean?

Silence is such a thing that can only be compared to gold.

I wonder, does silence expose more secrets?

Does it tell more than words?

The last stop of words is the tongue.

Well, then, what is the first stop?

Just like all water has a source...

...has a spring, a home, there must be a source from which words come out.

That place is silence.

Silence is the source, the home and the spring of words.

That is why we don’t look at your words...

...we look at your state.

What is happening, what happened?

If you have an empty human mind that believes everything that it is told...

...the tongue is enough.

Now, just because we are saying this, do not think words are insignificant.

Just the opposite, a person is his words.

We talk about the truth that will ultimately arise like the sun.

Our aim is not to belittle the power of words.

Words are indeed strong.

So powerful, they make you believe in lies.

We cannot make them believe in the truth.

Where is Artin Efendi?

I am here, my sheikh.

If you want, we can call you Abdullah Efendi from now on.

I don’t know what that means.

It means servant of God, Abdullah Efendi.

With your permission, my sheikh.

Come now, Yunus Efendi, come.

Why do you not hurry to finish this invocation?

Did we not say to you that you should not stay here too long?

Come on, say it.

It is obvious that you heard...

...but did not believe, agha.

My gratitude would not be enough for your trust.

You cannot show gratitude to a subject.

Tell me.

When you fall to such a state what else can a man feel...

...other than gratitude, my sheikh?

My fear was...

...for you to hear...

...and for your family to be saddened. Still...

...is being the cause of all this not enough to be devastated, my sheikh?

First I did not know the source of the gossip.

Where the root of these evil words sprung from.

Then I realized...

...I understood.

I knew it, even if he denies it I knew him...

...even if he accepts, I knew him.

But I don’t know why he did it...

...why Kasim Efendi sees me as an enemy, I do not know.

I don’t know what you are saying. Where...

...where is this, Kasim Efendi?

While he was in the lodge preaching the good...

...and throwing an evil blanket over me...

...I was on the duty you gave me, reciting my invocation.

I go out at morning prayer, with my invocation on my tongue...

...I come back at evening prayer, as you ordered...

...with my invocation on my tongue.

I saw my path...

... the path you have shown me.

I do not have any other aim but to walk on my path.

My tongue is not accustomed to be busy with gossip like theirs.

Continuously reciting.

My pouch’s strap...

...sticks to my back under the sun.

It scars, I cannot sleep because of my wounds but...

...I carry my pouch.

Still, I have not opened my mouth to anyone to say what they are doing...

...what my state is or ask for a medicine.

I did not open my mouth to utter one word of complaint.

Even mentioning it, is a complaint.

The devil will find a place to settle under that tongue...

...it will make you complain, while you insist that you aren’t.

If that is the case...

...if the duty we gave you makes you so tired and wears you out...

...makes you complain...

...then...

...you can leave our humble abode.

We do not want to see your face...

...or hear your voice anymore.

Go ahead, Yunus Efendi.

Go now.

Those who rebuke...

...bear the devil’s eye.

Translation: Sublime Translation