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Muhammed Ikbal
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Muhammed Ikbal

PaperbackPaperback
EUR11,50

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Ikbal ve Schimmel tasavvufta bulunduklari mevki itibariyle birbirlerine cok benzerler. Cünkü ikisinin de ruh egitimcisi tasavvufun kutup yildizi Mevlana Celaleddin Rmidir. Ikisi de hicbir zaman onun yörüngesinden cikmamislardir. Bunun haricinde ikisinin de Doguda ve Batida beslendikleri siir, mistisizm, metafizik, sanat ve tefekkür kaynaklari, kücük nüanslar bir tarafa birakilirsa, neredeyse aynidir. Sözgelimi Muhammed Ikbalin hayran oldugu, Faustunu ferdlesmis insanlik individüalisierte Menscheit olarak kabul ettigi Goethe, Divina Commedianin sairi Dante, Nietzsche, Bergson ve Massignon gibi bircok Batili deha, Annemarie Schimmelin de sahsiyetini hazirlayan büyük düsünürlerdir. Allame Ikbali alim bir muhibbnin, Prof. Dr. Annemarie Schimmelin kaleminden okumak, ayni zamanda iki poetik ruhun ipek kanatlari üzerinde bir haz alemine kanatlanmak olsa gerektir.
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ISBN/GTIN978-975-437-611-1
Product TypePaperback
BindingPaperback
Publishing date01/10/2012
LanguageTurkish
SizeWidth 124 mm, Height 195 mm, Thickness 17 mm
Weight182 g
Article no.10250114
CatalogsLibri
Data source no.A34092064
Product groupBU580
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