Wednesday 17 August 2016

Enough Words

I start in the name of Allah, Most Loving, Most Merciful.

"If what's ahead scares you and what's behind hurts you just look above He never fails you."
He never fails to help you.


When people mock, ridicule, humiliate and laugh at you...
When people hurt you intentionally or even unintentionally...
When people treat you like a pile of feces...
When people just don't understand...
It is not within our core to turn to [hu]man...
When this world gets you down and you feel like every door is closed on you...
Remind yourself of Him...It may be that you forgot.
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The reason we feel down is because we forget...
We are forgetful by nature...
We FORget and He FORgives...
As soon as you remember, REMEMBER, and remind yourself...
We were made to REMEMBER Him. That's where we find solace, only with Him.
Remember Him: Allah.

Don't let the world, the people or whatever else grind you down.
Straighten your self up, humble your heart, remember Him and walk the right road, never give up, no matter what!

~I'll end this post with two Rumi poems~

How does a part of the world leave the world?
How can wetness leave water?

Don't try to put out a fire
by throwing on more fire!
Don't wash a wound with blood!

No matter how fast you run,
your shadow more than keeps up.
Sometimes, it's in front!

Only full, overhead sun
diminishes your shadow.

But the shadow has been serving you!
What hurts you, blesses you.
Darkness is your candle.
Your boundaries are your quest.

I can explain this, but it would break
the glass cover on your heart,
and there's no fixing that.

You must have shadow and light source both.
Listen, and lay your head under the tree of awe. 
.....The soul lives there in the silent breath.

And that grain barley is such that, 
when you put it in the ground it grows.


Since Wisdom is the true believer's stray camel,
he knows it with certainty, from whomsoever he may have heard of it,
And when he finds himself face to face with it, how
should there be doubt? How can he mistake?
If you tell a thirsty man -- 'Here is a a cup of water: drink!' --
Will he reply? -- 'This is mere assertion: let me alone, O liar, go away.'
Or suppose a mother cries to her babe, 'Come, I am mother: hark my child!' --
Will it say? -- Prove this to me, so that I may take comfort in thy milk.'
When in the heart of a people there is spiritual perception, 
the face and voice of the prophet are as an evidentiary miracle.
When the prophet utters a cry from without, the soul
of the people falls to worship,
Because never in the world will the soul's ear have
heard a cry of the same kind as his.
That wondrous voice is heard by the soul in exile -- the 
voice of God calling, 'Lo, I am nigh'.

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