In Book Three, Section 184 of the Masnavi, Rumi explores the Sufi paradox that true spiritual life is achieved through physical or egoic death. The lover famously declares:

> آزمودم مرگ من در زندگیست
> چون رهم زین زندگی پایندگیست
>
> *I have tested it: my death is in life;*
> *When I escape this life, there is eternity.*

This verse embodies the core mystical concept of 'dying before you die' (fana). It illustrates that surrendering the ego and worldly existence is the necessary prerequisite for achieving eternal subsistence (baqa) in the Divine. The passage echoes the famous utterance of the mystic Mansur al-Hallaj ('Kill me, O my trusted friends, for in my being killed is my life'), which Rumi explicitly paraphrases in the subsequent lines.

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گفت ای ناصح خمش کن چند چند 
پند کم ده زانک بس سختست بند
سخت‌تر شد بند من از پند تو 
عشق را نشناخت دانشمند تو
آن طرف که عشق می‌افزود درد 
بوحنیفه و شافعی درسی نکرد
تو مکن تهدید از کشتن که من 
تشنهٔ زارم به خون خویشتن
عاشقان را هر زمانی مردنیست 
مردن عشاق خود یک نوع نیست
او دو صد جان دارد از جان هدی 
وآن دوصد را می‌کند هر دم فدی
هر یکی جان را ستاند ده بها 
از نبی خوان عشرة امثالها
گر بریزد خون من آن دوست‌رو 
پای‌کوبان جان برافشانم برو
آزمودم مرگ من در زندگیست 
چون رهم زین زندگی پایندگیست
اقتلونی اقتلونی یا ثقات 
ان فی قتلی حیاتا فی حیات
یا منیر الخد یا روح البقا 
اجتذب روحی وجد لی باللقا
لی حبیب حبه یشوی الحشا 
لو یشا یمشی علی عینی مشی
پارسی گو گرچه تازی خوشترست 
عشق را خود صد زبان دیگرست
بوی آن دلبر چو پران می‌شود 
آن زبانها جمله حیران می‌شود
بس کنم دلبر در آمد در خطاب 
گوش شو والله اعلم بالصواب
چونک عاشق توبه کرد اکنون بترس 
کو چو عیاران کند بر دار درس
گرچه این عاشق بخارا می‌رود 
نه به درس و نه به استا می‌رود
عاشقان را شد مدرس حسن دوست 
دفتر و درس و سبقشان روی اوست
خامشند و نعرهٔ تکرارشان 
می‌رود تا عرش و تخت یارشان
درسشان آشوب و چرخ و زلزله 
نه زیاداتست و باب سلسله
سلسلهٔ این قوم جعد مشکبار 
مسلهٔ دورست لیکن دور یار
مسلهٔ کیس ار بپرسد کس ترا 
گو نگنجد گنج حق در کیسه‌ها
گر دم خلع و مبارا می‌رود 
بد مبین ذکر بخارا می‌رود
ذکر هر چیزی دهد خاصیتی 
زانک دارد هرصفت ماهیتی
آن بخاری غصهٔ دانش نداشت 
چشم بر خورشید بینش می‌گماشت
هرکه درخلوت ببینش یافت راه 
او ز دانشها نجوید دستگاه
با جمال جان چوشد هم‌کاسه‌ای 
باشدش ز اخبار و دانش تاسه‌ای
دید بردانش بود غالب فرا 
زان همی دنیا بچربد عامه را
زانک دنیا را همی‌بینند عین 
وآن جهانی را همی‌دانند دین

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He said: "O admonisher, be silent — how long, how long! / Give fewer counsels, for the chain is very tight. / My chain grew tighter from your counsel; / your scholar never knew love. / In that quarter where love was multiplying pain, / Abū Ḥanīfa and al-Shāfiʿī gave no lesson. / Do not threaten me with killing, for I / am pitifully thirsty for my own blood. / For lovers, at every moment there is a dying; / the death of lovers is not of one kind alone. / He has two hundred souls from the soul of divine guidance, / and every breath he sacrifices those two hundred. / For each one soul he receives tenfold in return — / read from the Prophet: 'ten times their like.' / If that Friend-faced one spills my blood, / I shall scatter my soul upon him, stamping my feet with joy. / I have tested it: my death is in this life; / when I am freed from this life, there is permanence. / 'Slay me, slay me, O trustworthy ones! / Truly in my slaying is life within life.' / 'O you whose cheek is radiant, O spirit of eternity, / draw my soul and grant me joy through union. / I have a beloved whose love scorches the bowels — / if he wished, he would walk upon my very eyes.' / Speak Persian, even though Arabic is sweeter — / love itself has a hundred other tongues. / When the fragrance of that Beloved wafts forth, / all those tongues become bewildered. / Enough — the Beloved has entered into address; / be all ear: 'And God knows best what is right.' / Since the lover repented, now be afraid — / for he, like the wandering rogues (ʿayyārān), gives lessons on the gallows. / Though this lover is going to Bukhara, / he goes neither for lessons nor for a master. / For lovers, the beauty of the Friend has become the schoolmaster; / their book, lesson, and recitation is His face. / They are silent, yet their cry of repetition / rises to the Throne and the seat of their Beloved. / Their lesson is tumult, whirling, and earthquake — / not the 'Increases' (Ziyādāt) or the chapter on 'Chains' (Silsilah). / The 'Chain' of this people is the musk-laden curl — / the issue is 'Circularity' (Dawr), but the circuit (Dawr) of the Beloved. / If anyone asks you the issue of 'Acuteness' (Kays), / say: 'The treasure of God does not fit in purses (kīs).' / If talk of divorcement (khulʿ) and mutual release (mubārā) passes, / do not think ill — the mention of Bukhara is passing. / The mention of every thing imparts a property, / for every attribute possesses a quiddity. / That Bukharan had no grief for knowledge — / he fixed his eye on the sun of vision. / Whoever in seclusion has found the way through vision / will not seek a station through various knowledges. / When one has become a bowl-companion with the beauty of the Soul, / he will feel weary of reports and learning. / Vision prevails over knowledge in the higher realm — / that is why the world prevails over the common folk. / For they see the world as manifest reality, / while they only know the other world as religion."

دفتر سوم - بخش ۱۸۴ - لاابالی گفتن عاشق ناصح و عاذل را از سر عشق / Book Three - Section 184 - The Lover Saying He Does Not Care to the Admonisher and Reprover out of Love

In Jalaluddin Rumi's *Masnavi*, during the tale of Imam Ali and the defeated adversary, Ali articulates a profound Sufi perspective on mortality. Explaining why he harbors no anger toward his would-be murderer, Ali reveals that he views physical death not as destruction, but as a spiritual blossoming and a joyful return to his divine "homeland." Rumi uses Ali's dialogue to reframe the concept of dying: just as leaving the womb is a departure for an embryo but a fresh awakening into a larger world, physical death is a liberation from worldly dispersion back toward divine Unity. Ali’s declaration that "in my death is my life" exemplifies the Sufi ideal of eagerly embracing the transition from the transient material world to the eternal presence of God.

Ali's Reconceptualization of Death as Spiritual Birth in the Masnavi

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رو نهاد آن عاشق خونابه‌ریز 
دل‌طپان سوی بخارا گرم و تیز
ریگ آمون پیش او همچون حریر 
آب جیحون پیش او چون آبگیر
آن بیابان پیش او چون گلستان 
می‌فتاد از خنده او چون گل‌ستان
در سمرقندست قند اما لبش 
از بخارا یافت و آن شد مذهبش
ای بخارا عقل‌افزا بوده‌ای 
لیکن ازمن عقل و دین بربوده‌ای
بدر می‌جویم از آنم چون هلال 
صدر می‌جویم درین صف نعال
چون سواد آن بخارا را بدید 
در سواد غم بیاضی شد پدید
ساعتی افتاد بیهوش و دراز 
عقل او پرید در بستان راز
بر سر و رویش گلابی می‌زدند 
از گلاب عشق او غافل بدند
او گلستانی نهانی دیده بود 
غارت عشقش ز خود ببریده بود
تو فسرده درخور این دم نه‌ای 
با شکر مقرون نه‌ای گرچه نیی
رخت عقلت با توست و عاقلی 
کز جنودا لم تروها غافلی

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That blood-weeping lover set his face,
Heart a-tremble, toward Bukhara, ardent and swift.
The sands of the Amu before him were like silk,
The waters of the Jayhun before him like a pool.
That desert before him was like a rose garden,
He tumbled laughing like a spreading rose garden.
In Samarkand there is sugar, yet his lip
Found its sweetness from Bukhara — and that became his creed.
O Bukhara, you have been the increaser of reason,
Yet from me you have stolen reason and religion.
I seek the full moon, so I am like the crescent,
I seek the place of honor in this row of sandals.
When he saw the dark outline of that Bukhara,
In the darkness of grief, a whiteness appeared.
For a time he fell unconscious and prone,
His reason flew off into the garden of mystery.
They sprinkled rosewater on his head and face,
Unaware of the rosewater of his love.
He had beheld a hidden rose garden,
The plunder of love had severed him from himself.
You, frozen one, are not fit for this breath,
You are not joined with sweetness, though you are a reed.
Your reason's baggage is with you and you are rational,
Heedless of "armies you have not seen."

دفتر سوم - بخش ۱۸۵ - رو نهادن آن بندهٔ عاشق سوی بخارا / Book Three - Section 185 - That Enamored Servant Setting His Face Toward Bukhara

The Paradox of Life in Death in Section 184 of the Masnavi

In Book Three of Jalaluddin Rumi's *Masnavi*, Hamza explains his decision to enter battle without armor by articulating a profound Sufi reconceptualization of death. He asserts that his spiritual awakening through the "light of Muhammad" has allowed him to see beyond the ephemeral physical world. Rumi contrasts two views of mortality through Hamza's dialogue: those who perceive death as sheer destruction (*tahluka*) seek to avoid it by strictly observing the injunction not to cast themselves into ruin, whereas those who recognize it as the opening of a spiritual door (*fath-i bab*) eagerly hasten (*sari'u*) toward the transition. For Hamza, physical death is no longer a peril to be feared but a joyous liberation, illustrating the overarching Sufi ideal of transcending the fear of physical demise to embrace the divine.

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