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Story
01On a hill stands a great palace (saray) with a hundred doors. A seam of light shows under every one.
02A traveller comes up the road, and door after door swings open. Light pours out of almost all of them.
03A voice at his elbow points to the one door still shut: “You cannot get in. Perhaps it is not a palace. Perhaps there is nothing inside.”
04He looks again, and laughs. One open door is enough to enter, and a shut door or two does not make the palace closed.
05He walks in through the nearest open door, and from inside the shut one opens too. The whole palace is lit.
Nursi’s comparison from the Thirteenth Flash, retold in our words. The palace is the truths of belief; each door is one of its evidences, and each evidence is a key.