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反过来说，人类发展到此刻，已经没有几人能认识其纯净无染的本源，不要说科学家，就连人文学者都离开了古雅高标的理想世界。就像浪漫派诗人荷尔德林，在长诗《帕特莫斯》中所唱诵的，既然时间之峰厌倦了相隔天涯的山峦，让我们满怀赤诚衷情，返回故里。还乡的道路，需要体悟隐秘的知识；这种体验，常常为现代学者所缺乏。学问与圣爱之间的畏途，是远离喧嚣的隐秘之路，很多学人终其一生，也未将其发现。即便他们有所悟，却发现原来它的险阻超越了想象。这种“前往伊斯特兰的旅程”，可以用伊斯兰苏菲派诗人巴诃的一首小诗来表达，它的意境适用于世间的各种灵魂之路： Having learned wisdom from a thousand books, they became great scholars． They cannot learn one letter of love - the wretches wander in ignorance． If a lover glances just once, he can swim a hundred million rivers. If the scholar looks a hundred million times, he cannot reach the other bank. Between learning and love is an arduous journey, with many miles of distance. Whoever does not gain love, Bahu, |