Nay, the whole world will be lost in him.’
The true individual cannot be lost in the world; it is the world that is lost in him. I go a step further and say, prefixing a new half-verse to a hemistich of Rúmí (Transl. l. [1325]):
In his will that which God wills becomes lost:
‘How shall a man believe this saying?’”
[9] According to the Tradition, “The true Faith is between predestination and freewill.”
[10] Transl. l. [673] foll. In a note on “Our Prophet’s criticism of contemporary Arabian poetry” (The New Era, 1916, p. 251) Iqbal writes: “The ultimate end of all human activity is Life—glorious, powerful, exuberant. All human art must be subordinated to this final purpose, and the value of everything must be determined in reference to its life-yielding capacity. The highest art is that which awakens our dormant will-force and nerves us to face the trials of life manfully. All that brings drowsiness and makes us shut our eyes to Reality around, on the mastery of which alone Life depends, is a message of decay and death. There should be no opium-eating in Art. The dogma of Art for the sake of Art is a clever invention of decadence to cheat us out of life and power.”