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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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details @ ronald van der kemp spring 19
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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Assalamu alayk ya Abdulfadhl Abbas
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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Scenes from the night of loneliness, which was commemorated by the believers in the holy shrines of Imam Al-Hussayn and his brother Aba Al-Fadl Al-Abbas (peace be upon both of them)
On the eve of the eleventh of the sacred month of Muharram, is the first night after the martyrdom of Karbala martyrs, the burned tents and broken hearts of the wives, children and family of Imam Al-Hussayn (peace be upon him) and his companions, a grief and sorrow than no words can describe: Men martyred covered with their own blood and sand, children are slaughtered, tents are burnt, belongings are looted, clothes are robbed, backs and forearms are black of whips and spears heels, and they do not have any food for the remaining children and the nursing mothers whose breasts dried from milk because of thirst and hunger.
In this terrible night, Lady Zaynab (peace be upon her) was the leader of the convoy of the captives and orphans. Despite the weight and bitterness of the calamities, she remained proudly strong facing the tragic calamities without any blink of eye to execute the will of her brother Al-Hussayn the martyr (peace be upon him). She undertook guarding the captives, she gathered the women and children, and she was the soul of those bodies that have lost joy of life. Having completed all these tasks and was sure that everyone was now safe, she wanted to perform night prayer but she was exhausted so for the first time in her life, she prayed sitting, invoking the Almighty. About this, Imam Zayn Al-Abideen (peace be upon him) has said: “I opened my eyes on the eve of the eleventh of Muharram and I saw my aunt Zaynab praying the night prayer, sitting.”
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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Bloodshed was forbidden within the haram,
Yet they killed the one born in the Kaba,
Bloodshed was forbidden in Muharrum,
Yet they killed the grandson of the Prophet.
Peace be upon Hussain,
And Ali ibn Hussain,
And the progeny of Hussain,
And the companions of Hussian.
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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“If a bee lands on you, instead of panicking, appreciate the possibility that you got confused for a flower. Life is all about perception. It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.”
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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I read a story on the news that has been haunting me the last week.
about a 17/18 year old Somali boy (some links report him aged 17 at the time of his death) here in London. He went missing december last year and his family filed a missing person claim with the police, their last memory of him was at his sister’s wedding.
…..about 2 weeks ago his body was discovered in the attic of a house belonging to a white couple who stabbed him to death. 
His body was discovered in august 2018.
He died december last year.
his name was Abdi Ali
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there is little to no media coverage…I only heard about it through twitter.
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Pair charged with murder after body found in attic
Body found in Enfield loft eight months after reported missing
Abdi Ali death: Missing teen was found killed in attic after eight months of agony for family
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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God is the painter. 💓
Beirut, lebanon 🇱🇧
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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YOU’RE FREAKING WELCOME TEEN TITANS FANDOM
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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would you post a selfie ever
Probably when I find a cute enough picture.
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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What I hate most about “someone always has it worse” rhetoric is that not only is it minimizing, it also promotes the act of using other people’s misfortune to feel better about your own situation. Instead of actually caring about the people who “have it worse,” you’d rather use their situations to say “Well, at least it’s not that bad.” I think that is such a hideous character trait and it’s very interesting that it is so often associated with good qualities like optimism and appreciation.
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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“Be so full of love, it overflows from you like rain. You never know who is living in a desert and is in need of water.”
— a.k.
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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bro, i dont even care anymore. fuck it! *continues to try very hard*
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roseybubble · 6 years ago
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roseybubble · 7 years ago
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“When a poor man begs for your help, his pride is hurt. Then you don’t deal another blow to his pride by letting him down.”
- Imam Hussain (ع), Bihar Al-Anwar Vol.44, P.197.
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roseybubble · 7 years ago
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Yesterday I went to watch a quiet place with the Sisters and during an emotional scene some guy sneezed at the way back, and you can tell that poor guy had a colossal sneeze but he had to muffle down the sound ( because it was too damn quiet) and at that point I had lost it. I almost burst out laughing in the silent theater. So while supressing my laughter I ended up choking on my spit and almost died so moral of the story don't ever go to watch 'A Quiet Place' with me or that guy in the back or if you are just generally a weak human.
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roseybubble · 7 years ago
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