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OMAR KHAYAM

  Omar Khayam was born at Nishapur in Khorassan in the second half of 11th century and died within the first quarter of 12th century. Khayam was the poet of destiny but however he was not a fatalist, at least in the modern understanding and definitions of this word. He wrote the world known poetic works, full of deep philosophical thoughts and imbued with the spirit of pride for human creative works. His poetry is consider to be one the pearls of world literature.

  There are two different thoughts of Khayam's poems. One is that he was highly influenced by Islamic suffism, and his references to wine and lovers are allegorical representations of the mystical wine and divine love. Yet another type of thought is that Khayam understood his mortality and inability to look beyond, and his references to wine and lovers are very literal and sensual.

  Khayam was a genius of the time. He was a counselor of ministers and kings. He was mathematician, who presented solutions to problems that were centuries ahead of his time. He was astronomer who calculated the duration of the solar year within unmatched accuracy, or lets say unmatched until this century.

  A man who has done so much in his life is clearly not a mystical fatalist claiming "what will be, let it be!" In fact, he saw the folly of being mesmerized by such techniques, which may bring amazing visions of reality, but so long as they remain visions, they are not and cannot be truth, the reality itself.

  Khayam understood that it was our fate, our destiny, something beyond our control to be born into this world. He also understood that death was an inevitable fate for anyone who was ever born. He understood that our bodies come from dust and clay, and return to clay. He understood the fantasy of concerning ourselves within the future, as well as the neurosis of staying in our past. He saw that all we have is this ever slipping moment, this now, which itself has a timeless quality.

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