#What if you broke a heart that Allah loves

[islamicspecialistforloveback]

Dua To Someone To Come Back in Your Love

You can make dua to make someone love you back if you love a woman very much and you want her to come back. If you want to build your love again then you can read Dua to make someone love you this both dua will help you to increase the love between both of you. Your love will come back for sure if you read this carefully and peacefully. Many people in this world believed this Dua to be very…

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WARNING: TOPIC ON CHILD ABUSE AND CHILD VIOLENCE!...

(if ya were a victim of child abuse yerself, then don't really read this post... This is meant for awareness and tryin' to put a stop to child abuse...)

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Y'all... On YouTube, I literally get so many video recomendations from 8 or more years ago about child abuse, and it breaks ma heart so much... 💔

And some of these videos actually made me cry by how they animated these types of situations that happen to children. Whether emotional, physical, or sexual... And I wanna make an animation of child abuse psa, but I still don't know how to surely animate... But I'll very soon learn how to animate very good like how the og cartoons did, and get my own company soon (since I always daydream about it), and make a animation of this, because we all should seriously stop this...

And here's some examples on what ah got on YouTube:

And there's way more videos on the child abuse psa that I've saw, and forgive me for sayin' this y'all, but... Half of these videos actually made me cry because even children these days go through this... 💔

And look, y'all, I didn't go through abuse ever in ma whole life, neither do I want to... But these videos just really broke my heart....

I even know that these videos were from years ago, but still, we should seriously put a stop to child abuse... And to the parents that abuse their children:

Why are you doing that to your child? Were you abused yourself? If you were, ah feel sorry.. but pourin' the abuse back on the child, won't make ye any better... Rather talk to somebody about it. And if you weren't abused, and just still do it... Then you're a monster... A fucking monster that pleases the satan himself... Why did you then make the child? Why did you let the child leave the womb? Why did you let this child be fucking born...

And even to the abusers:

Fuck you. Seriously. Fuck you. You shouldn't even exist on this planet. Yer stupid ass has hurt people around you that you have abused. And I won't have any mercy for the abusers like you. If you think that the abuse and rape you did is fun, FUCK YOU. And stop blaming your victims by saying "he/she/they wanted it", etc... THEY LITERALLY SAID 'NO'. AND NO MEANS NO! STOP MEANS STOP!

We genuienly need to put a big stop on the abuse. No matter which age some people are that have went through this, we gotta put a stop to it... Everyone go through abuse, even adults...

Also, y'all, I ain't tryin' to make this triggerin' for some victims of the abuse, but again, I'm tryna put awareness and a stop to this, to let people know that abuse isn't funny... Like for example in the first video, that part where that girl was stabbing a pencil up her doll's down part, people thought it was "sus" or "funny"... LIKE BRO SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! THAT'S FUCKING SEXUAL ABUSE, YOU DUMBFUCK!!....

But anyways... I hope that the victims of these abuses are still trying to break through it and have a better life without their abusers. May God/Allah and Jesus protect you all. Ameen. ❤️

[moiynapakhi]

Hey so I'm interested in writing for bartkon week, but I like doing frankly excessive research on characters before I try writing them...and honestly I don't really want to read all of SB94, impulse and YJ just to get a handle on what I'm doing, that's a lot even for me. I know some general stuff about the both of them, but not to the point where I'm like "Ah yes, I understand the soul of the matter" So I was wondering if there were like any specific arcs or points of characterization that I could read through to get the dynamic right?

shfkjdsfd ngl, I'm the worst person to ask bc my romance with BartKon didn't even start with BartKon....... it started with Clark/Bart from Smallville 😭😭😭 I'm exceptionally weak for Kryptonian/Speedster romances, but whereas Clark/Bart was the gateway, Bart/Kon is where my heart resides. And I don't ship any other Kryptonians with Speedster. Literally just Clart from Smallville and BartKon from the comics. Just giving you context so you don't think I'm some subject matter expert with a phd in BartKononomics ...... I am just a lady in her thirties who has carboard boxes full of sb/imp/yj singles cuz Clart made her Feel Things when she was a kid and she decided to Do Something about it (aka read comics).

BUT TO YOUR QUESTIONS!

If you want a high level overview of the ship, @radioactive-earthshine's KonBart Manifesto is a great place to start. It has the ship's Best Highlights, and really sums up why there is a small but dedicated fanbase to it. Dedicated enough that I broke my near-ten year cold turkey of mainline DC comics because my main man Bendis put BartKon back on the map while I was living my life blissfully unaware that DC had even hired Bendis to begin with and that the Diamond distro monopoly died. I was shocked. Still am. Two things I never thought would happen in my lifetime.

Now to understand the soul of Bart and Kon.... you're gonna have to look at that things that don't really have Bart and Kon on the same page. Part of the reason why BartKon Speaks to Me is because their relationship progression over the year directly ties back to their individual growth as characters.

So reading material 1: In Impulse, Bart starts off as the speedster equivalent of a feral bobcat, but slowly progresses into an empathetic, understanding, and an overall Good Man. Much of his story deals with the harsh realities of simply growing up different. Running theme of Imp fandom is that Mark Waid created and wrote an autist with ADHD without meaning too, and by Allah he sure did. It's fascinating because Bart harbors both grief and rage due to his predicaments, and the adults in his life are incredibly unkind (even if they are well-meaning), so Impulse has always been, in my understanding, the slice-of-life that really helps Bart to come of age into a Man and a Great Hero. You don't have to read the whole series, but if you can read at least the first twenty or so issues, you'll find yourself rooting for the little man and see how he shines in terms of empathy, understanding, love, and dealing with unresolved rage/grief/loss.

Reading material 2: Superboy is a trick and a half because it deals with issues of child neglect, grooming, the allegory of child star exploitation, and so on and so forth. The BartKon implications are There, but the reason why Superboy is incredibly important is because Superboy as a character is more than just his parentage. Contrary to popular belief, Geoff is NOT the main man in this story. Reading even just the first twenty issues of Superboy will show you Kon was failed by most of the adults in his life, and Superman is NOT his villain. Or the root of his daddy issues. Bro didn't even have a name until much later. If you wanna know who Superboy REALLY was before the Geoffian Era, you can read the first twenty odd issues. If you wanna go earlier, you could read his parts in Reign of the Supermen, just to get an understanding as to why he HAD to be the way he was during this time.

Reading material 3: I do not recommend reading all of YJ 98 for the BartKon bc YJ 98 is hijinks fun. It's GREAT reading for absurdist and comical situations, but only really works with context from Impulse and Superboy to get to the BartKon heart of it all. Not to say YJ 98 wouldn't give you the BartKon goodness, it sure does, but the soul doesn't come together if you don't get how Bart evolved in Impulse and how terribly Kon was treated in Superboy. You can read really anything in YJ to have fun with the group, but if you wanna fast track, you can read the last twenty or so issues and Titans/Young Justice Graduation Day.

Reading material 4: The Geoffian era..... I wouldn't wish Teen Titans 2003 on my worse enemy. Funniest thing is that at the time, I was just starting to watch Smallville. In love with Smallville!Bart already, I embarked on my Superboy journey.... had mixed feelings, so I stuck mostly to the 90's content. Ended up reading impulse a decade later, but long story short.... the Geoffian Era set a Tone and Direction for Bart and Kon that never sit well with me. There IS story there, if you are interested in reading about Daddy Issues, Masculine Identity, and a shit ton of other stuff that really pulled Kon away from his roots and made him more of a Emotionally Tortured Super. If that floats your boat, you may enjoy it. You can read a handful of comics from this era. Just know that in the end, he suffers anyway, just in an ugly ass outfit. The only real bit I'd recommend forreal forreal is when he dies. His whole arc in the Geoffian Era really just tells us he doesn't know how to live and thus he... dies. It's sad bc the writers before him despite having tortured Kon relentlessly, never really made him so...... hopeless.

Reading material 5: Flashpoint.... Bart dies, but I personally did not feel much for him because Bart didn't feel like Bart in the end, but yeah, he kicks it. This is where I pretty much kicked DC to the side too, minus the mistake that was reading RHATO. You can read Kid Flash Lost if you'd like.

Do not read New 52.

Reading material 6:.... my main man Bendis. No you do not have to read all of YJ 2019, but BartKon reunion and then Bart's explication as to WHY he found Kon is all you need. Bendis, despite the hate he gets, actually shows that he has great love for the YJ line. BartKon especially. The bald headed demon proves yet again that he care not for the world, only for his faves, which I'm cool with bc BartKon are me faves.

I know. A lotta reading. Those numbers I gave you.... you can also just read half of what I said kjdhgkhd Googling also helps! I know it's not always feasible to read so many comics, and I'mma be real, the Tone for many may not entice you either. Impulse feels like a slice-of-life to me, but YJ's an absurd shounen, and Superboy is the saddest book you'll ever read that is absolutely hilarious when you can accept that 90's writers just Did Not Care. Geoff hates Bart and Kon. New 52 is not real. Bendis actually loves BartKon a LOT, so you can just read their tidbits and find peace in the fact that Bart Allen, the loneliest fucker in existence, found his Kon El, who is the saddest fucker in existence. Something something, I will find you even if God wants us both dead. And God (editorial) did. I don't know how Bendis pulled the shit that he did, but he put a decades old rarepair back on the map after the Geoffian Reign. And Geoff hates Bart and Kon.

Happy Reading/Googling/Researching!!!!

[coralgreenroses]

"People are dying."

No. Let me correct that. Your old age family member might die of natural causes or of a medical condition. Your friend may die even in young age.

To use the term "die" is to downplay it.

People are being KILLED. MURDERED. ITS A GENOCIDE.

If this doesn't evoke an emotion in you, let me help you get this into perspective that these are also humans.

These 1000s or even more "numbers" of "dead" people are people like you and me. They might be Christians, Muslims, Atheists or even may have any other belief system.

People like you and me means they too, if they had the chance to live before the genocide they are facing now, must have had a favourite colour, a favourite coffee, someone they loved or had a crush on, a longing to have a family, a longing to explore the world.

People like you and me means, they must have parents whom they would have bought a present for on mothers or fathers day. They must have waited after giving the present to see the reactions on their face, like we do.

People like you and me means, they must have had hopes and dreams for the future. The longing to live in a safe place, to truly live with a loved one. To hear sounds of laughter in their house. To have a life lived well.

People like you and me means, they too, must have wanted to experience the feeling of finding out they are pregnant, after years of sadness.

People like you and me means, some of them might love the rain , or might like it better when it is sunny.

People like you and me means, they are just like you and me. A human. With feelings. Hopes. Dreams. Emotions. Someone who cries when they are sad. Someone that laughs when they are happy. Someone that gets scared when they might have thought someone broke in to their house.

They are all someone's mother, father, friend,husband, wife, big brother, big sister, little sister, little brother, aunt, uncle, grandmother, grandfather, grand grandmother, grand grandfather and the list goes on.

If anyone of you have passed away family members, or even friends, you must know what it feels like.

The moment you come from the funeral to your mothers room, to smell the scent of her, to take some of her clothes in your arms and give it a tight hug, only to realise, she is not coming back. No more "wake up, you are getting late for school" " Hurry up, your friends are here to pick you up for graduation " " I'll be there on the day of your delivery" to " Live well".

The moment you realise your big sister has passed away. No more "Sis, Im going to school" " Sis get me Mcdonalds" "Sis someone bullied me at school" "Sis where are you". The room will sit empty in your house and soon autumn will turn to winter but your heart will never be the same. Grief changes people.

Every single one of them is human.

Never forget them.

They left us all with one word.

Hope. And to keep them in their prayers.

Dont stop the fight. I beg of you.

We are one Ummah.

If one limb of our brothers/sisters bleed, we all bleed.

Ya Allah, Keep us all on the right path and grant Victory to the Palestinian people.

[danielle-dna]

Tell Me Why - 11

Some people believe in God. Whether it may be the Christian one, Allah, Buddha, or any other supernatural entity. They all have one thing in common: they worship their god in their own way.

That afternoon my god became Simon. And I worshipped him good. On my knees, on my back, stomach, with my hands, tongue, or any of the holes mother nature gave me.

I enjoyed it and so did he. After that day, I began to see him almost every other day. Always his flat, always fucking around with my heels on. He said they make me look great.

"So what exactly is your plan here?" he asked. We were laying in his bed, completely naked. Right after a session of rough bedroom yoga.

My legs were tired and my jaw was a little sore from holding it so wide open. Simon was holding me and caressing my hair. I was telling him about my summer plans. "Well after I finished A levels, I suddenly have a criminal amount of free time, besides work of course. So I created a bucket list of all the things I want to achieve."

After a quiet grunt he proceeded to ask me: "And what exactly is on this bucket list of yours?" I blushed and buried my head in his chest. "Just...stuff. You'd think it's stupid anyways." I could feel his muscles tense. Grabbing my hair at the back of my head, he made me look at him. I had to silence down a moan. "What makes you say that?"

So there is the thing about age-gap relationships. Everyone says it doesn't matter, as long as it's legal. But behind closed doors everyone is judging the couple. For us, the age gap was seven years. I was 21, he was 28. Perfectly legal. But...I felt like a child compared to him. Sure, I had a job, education, knew how to pay bills, do taxes and everything a fully functioning member of society would need to know. Still, how in the hell could I compare to and SAS lieutenant? He has probably seen horrors beyond my imagination. How could I talk to him about stupid things like a show that I like or music I listen to?

"I just...don't want you to see me as a child." He let go of my hair and sat up, pulling me on his lap. "Listen close 'here love. You are more mature than most people I've met. I want to get to know you, because I...actually like you, compared to other people. So I want you to tell me every single detail 'bout yourself, no matter how small."

Gently, he pressed a kiss on my collarbone and squeezed my butt. "Okay...I just....didn't want to bore you with my life." This time he gave my butt a good smack.

"What did I just say? Nothing about you is boring." Playfully he lifted me up and gently threw me on the bed. "Look at you. Fuckin' beautiful."

After that I giggled and embraced him. "I want to fill out a full sketchbook, write more, workout, heal my hair, ... heal my heart."

He raised an eyebrow to that. "Who broke your heart, pretty girl?"

"Everyone"

[nightguide]

IF YOU'RE LEARNING ASTROLOGY (NEW), YOU MADE IT THIS FAR THAT I HAVE YOUR METHODS THOUGHT OUT TRULY WELL AND BELIEVED BUT YOUR MEMORY (OLD OR NOT) STILL HAVE TO KEEP UP THE APPEARANCES WHEN LOOKING AT YOUR LIFE DIFFERENTLY, SO IT'S A HEADS UP ON VOCATIONAL (CONTINUING) MEMBERS THAT ARE AFFECTED MY MEMORY INTUITION (ALZHEIMERS)

SO HERE IS WHERE YOU KNOW ME AS A PERSON (IF YOU KNEW MY TWITTER STATUS)

RISING IS THE SAME AS SUN BUT DIFFERENTIATING IT BY VISIBILITY MAKES THE ENERGY AS COMMON TO WHAT THEY DO BUT THEY DON'T WANT TO..... AND THAT'S WHY YOU SHOULD ALWAYS TRUST ON YOUR ALGORITHM LOGIC WHEN YOU'RE LOOKING FOR A DOCTOR, CUZ IN EVERY SINGLE WAY I AM.

ARIES RISING + LIBRA RISING

ARIES RISING = LEVEL HEADED, FIERY, IMAGINATIVE, HEART-FELT, PASSIONATE PEOPLE YOU'LL NEVER MEET, WHAT EVERYBODY THINKS OF CHAPPELL ROAN, STARGAZERS, THE CUTEST PEOPLE ALIVE, HEARTBROKEN MEN, 80'S MOVIE FORGIVING YOU, THE REASON THE WORLD EXISTS CUZ THEY AMPLIFY THE WORD 'YOU' LIKE THEY INVENTED IT BUT THEY ARE LIKE SAYING IT TO YOU THAT THEY NEVER INVENTED IT (BEING)

LIBRA RISING = HEARTBROKEN BUT NEVER ALONE, SOMEBODY'S BEST FRIEND ENERGY, LEE PACE, GOD BROKE THEM FIRST SO WHY BOTHER TRYING A LITTLE HARDER,GEN-Z'S HUMOUR, RUBY ROSE IF YOU LOOKED AT HER FIRST AND THOUGHT 'SCARY' CUZ SHE IS THE PARTY BUT YOU DON'T KNOW HER THAT WELL FROM PUBLIC GLANCE, (SOMEBODY)

2. TAURUS RISING + SCORPIO RISING

TAURUS RISING = ENIGMATIC, SOCIAL FCK BOI, WONDERMINDS, USB (HARD DRIVE), POWER BANK FOR YOUR DEAD PHONE BUT NEVER FORGETS SHIT ABOUT IT BUT IF YOU SQUARE THEM UP THEN IT'S UR MOM WHO TOLD YOU OFF FOR EXISTING (THEY BESTIES WITH THEM), DONE WITH LIFE BUT DONE. WITH. LIFE. ENERGY, ESFJ, (CONTESTANTS OF THE APPRENTICE ENERGY)

SCORPIO RISING = FORGOTTEN BUT INSPIRED, HEARTBROKEN WOMAN ENERGY, LONER, ASSHOLE AT BEST FOR EVERYBODY'S BEST CASE SCENARIO, GHOSTS BUT YOU KNEW THEM TO BE TOO CUTE FOR THEIR HONOUR TO LIVE AMONG YOU, CIA FOR THE BEST SONS OF BITCHES, WILLING TO IGNITE CONFLICT FOR A RESOLUTION 'THEORY' THAT WAS NOT EVEN YOURS ANYWAY (TRIBE-LIKE) ENERGY, (BEST FRIEND AT FIRST GLANCE ENERGY)

3. GEMINI RISING + SAGITTARIUS RISING

GEMINI RISING = BELIEVERS OF A NEW WORLD, STAR STUDDED HEARTBREAKERS, LIKES TO LEVEL UP YOUR CONVERSATION ABOVE YOUR MOTHERS WEIGHT GAIN, BASICALLY YOUR HANDS IF THEY HAD SOME SPUNK TO GO UP AGAINST THE NORMS IF YOUR BRAIN IS NOT THERE, WILLING TO START A GOOD TIME LIKE ENERGY, HELPS YOU DIG A GRAVE LIKE THE LAST BITCH SEES YOU DYING AN THEY BE LIKE 'GOOD, LET THEM DIE' LIKE ENERGY, (WILL LIKE TO BEAT UP A BITCH FOR A BITCH LIKE ENERGY)

SAGITTARIUS RISING = *YOU'RE LIKE THE FCKIN REASON THEY HATE YOU BUT -TURNS TO LOOK AT THE BESTIE AT THE RIGHT THAT ACTUALLY HAS A DREAM- LIKE, THEY THE ONES WHO PROFITS OFF A DREAM IN THE END BUT IF YOU KNEW THEM, THEY LOVE TO MAKE SENSE OF THE BITCH THEY'RE WITH. SO THEY LOVE TO MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD BY EMOTIONAL SUPPORT-* CROSS THEM OR BITCH, THEY KNOW A FCKIN LEGEND TO TELL ONE DAY (IT'S THEIR LIFE THAT IS UNSPOKEN FOR BUT THAT IS LIKE THE START OF THEIR FAIRYTALE = THEIR EX-LIFE IS SHITE IF NOT ACCOUNTED FOR, THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING THEY BELIEVE IN THROUGH THEIR AQUARIUS BEST FRIEND OF ANYBODY), KILL A BITCH WITH A DJINN MAKES YOU THINK BRO, THEY MAKE YOU FORGET BUT THE DAY YOU MEET A BITCH THEY SQUARE YOU UP AND MAKE YOU LIVE A ANOTHER DAY CUZ THEY LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER BITCH, BROTHER, THEY RUN THE UNIVERSE LIKE ALLAH FORGETS WHY HE LEFT THEM ON SEEN, BROTHER, THEY HATE BEING FORGOTTEN BY ANOTHER STAR SIGN LIKE THEIR WORLD IS NOT EVEN BELIEVED BUT YOU STINK, BROTHER, ACTIN LIKE THEY RUN THE GODDAMN CIRCUS CUZ THEY BELIEVE IN A DUNYA MADE FOR THEM AND NOT AGAINST THEM SO YOU WANNA BE A BITCH, YOU DID IT TO THE BITCH WHO RAISED YOU, BROTHER, FCKIN SQUARE AN UGLY NIGGA WITH A BAD DREAM CUZ THEY DON'T LIE LIKE YOU SEE, BROTHER (AQUARIUS UNDERNEATH THE SHEETS, BROTHA)

4. CANCER RISING + CAPRICORN RISING

CANCER RISING = YOU NEVER WATCHED THE TV SERIES 'FOUNDATION' THE FIRST TIME SO WHY BOTHER WATCHING HIM NUDE FIGHTING YOUR DAD LIKE THAT ENERGY, EVERYBODY HATES CHRIS IF YOU NEVER SEEN IT, THE NANNY (TV SERIES), YOU REJECT YOUR OWN HYPOCRISY AND THEY ARE 'THAT', THEY GOT A FAMOUS RELATIVE SOMEWHERE BUT YOU HATE THEM CUZ YOU WERE THE REASON WHY THEY DIED 'BUT U KNOW THEY NOT' ENERGY (JAPAN IN A PERSON)

CAPRICORN RISING = MY DAD IS A _______ AN THEY BELIEVE YOU, BITCH. *MAKES A POINT BUT NEVER HEARD* (LIKE THAT IS POOR OF THEM TO BE HEARD CUZ THEY HARDLY SPEAK), WORST CASE SCENARIO IN REAL LIFE, BEST CASE SCENARIO FOR A WORLD END CASE, LIFE LESSON IN A PERSON IF YOU THOUGHT OF THEM, YOU MET THEM AS A BABY ENERGY, YOU LOVE THEM TO NEVER EVER HATE THEM, YOU KNEW MY MOM FROM DOCTOR WHO ENERGY, I HATE YOU AND IT IS FINALISED ENERGY, SHOW-RUNNERS EVERYWHERE HATES YOU FOR BEATING THEM FIRST IN OPTIMAL RESOLUTION THINKING FIRST ENERGY, RUN THE WORLD - BEYONCE (MP3. WAV) ENERGY, BEYONCE IS YOUR BEST FRIEND AT SOME POINT IN REAL LIFE CUZ SHE IS LIKE YOU NEVER MET HER (YOUR SAGITTARIUS BESTIE MIMICKED YOU), YOU HAVE ENEMIES AS YOUR FRIENDS ENERGY, I WILL KILL YOU AND IT IS EVIDENT ENERGY, ANNA WINTOUR HATES YOUR GUTS AND THEY ARE THAT ENERGY, FATHER'S BEST FRIEND IS NOT EVEN A PUPPY ANYMORE BUT YOUR PARTNER IS ACCURATELY ATTUNE TO YOU BUT 'I HATE YOU' TURNS TO 'NOT EVEN YOU' ENERGY

5. LEO RISING + AQUARIUS RISING

LEO RISING = SINCERE BUT FCKIN HATES LIFE FOR THEIR BEST PARTNER CO-WORKER ATTITUDE EVOLVER BUDDY NOW WIFE/HUSBITCH ENERGY, IS THE REASON WHY YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO BE YOURSELF ENERGY, HATES YOU TO BEAT YOU ENERGY, ARIES STEREOTYPE IN ACTUAL REALITY, ARROGANT BUT HELL YOU DONT KNOW ME BUT SMUG-LORDS TO THE CORE ENERGY, TOOK YOUR HIGHSCORE AND MADE IT THEIR CURRENCY TO MAKE YOU LOOK STUPID ENERGY, LOVES EVERYTHING TO HATE YOU BEING THEM ENERGY, WILL MAKE YOUR FAMILY RUN A BUTCHERS UNDERNEATH YOUR NAME ENERGY FOR HUMAN RESOURCES ENERGY, IS THE DEVIL, LINNA RIAZ IN ALL HER WORK ONLINE BUT YOU NEVER ATTENDED TO HER INTUITIVELY BUT YOU THE ONE FCK BOI SHE USES AS AN EXAMPLE TO IRRITATE THE MASSES CUZ OF UNIVERSAL STANDARDS, YOUR WORST CASE SCENARIO IN A THOUGHT ENERGY (BODY)

AQUARIUS RISING = DOES NOT CARE ABOUT YOU BUT HECK THEY'D DIE FOR YOU ENERGY, MARTYR, WILL ABSOLUTELY EAT YOU UP IN AN ARGUMENT IN YOUR OWN IMAGINATION CUZ THEY MUCH LIKE THE CAPRICORN STEREOTYPES BUT WITH NO FCKS TO GIVE ENERGY BUT YOU SOLD THEIR SOUL AT SOME POINT IN YOUR LIFE ENERGY, FEEDS ON HUMAN SOULS LIKE A FCKIN LIBRARY, CLAIRVOYANT SO YOU KNEW WHO YOU ROYALLY PISSED OFF ALONG THE BLOODLINE WHICH IS THEIR KARMIC LINEAGE TO NO FAULTS CUZ THEY THE FATHER CAPRICORN RISING MFS ARE TALKING ABOUT AND IT IS ENERGY, SHUTS. YOU. UP. INSTANTLY, MAFIA BOSS ENERGY, THOMAS SHELBY DIED FOR DIS BITCH ENERGY, CILLIAN MURPHY, JUST DON'T FCK AROUND CUZ THE SAG BESTIE AT THE SIDE WILL KILL YOU BY BELIEVING WHILE THE AQUA IS ENJOYING LIFE THAT ENERGY, CELEBRITIES DONT MEAN A THING ENERGY, *IS THAT CELEBRITY IN A GROUP CHAT THAT MANAGES PEOPLES SITUATIONS LIKE ALAN TURING GAVE UP HIS SOUL TO GET BACK AT HUMANITY CUZ OF LGBTQIA+ DEPENDED ON HIS SOUL FOR IT, APPLE DEVICES GETTING TOO INTRUSIVE ON YOUR C*CK ENERGY, YOUR MOM IN A DISNEY MOVIE IS GAY ENERGY, TIME-TRAVELLERS, DONT PISS OFF YOUR LITTLE SISTER ENERGY, BEST FRIEND NEVER ENERGY, LIKE A FORGOTTEN 9YO SIBLING BEST FRIEND YOU MET ONCE IN YOUR LIFE BUT WAS LIKE WHAT YOU HEARD OF RIVER PHOENIX BUT YOU STAYED TRUE TO THEM LIKE YOU KEANU REEVES BUT HATES YOUR GUTS TO SEE THE TRUTH BUT DOES NOT MIND YOU SEEING THEM IN MY OWN PRIVATE IDAHO ENERGY, 'SHUT THE FUCK UP' AND THEY MADE A REALITY ABOUT IT TO TEACH AN *INSERT NAME HERE* A THING OR TWO ABOUT EGALITARIAN PHYSICS BUT IT WILL LAST CENTURIES CUZ OF YOU, THE NIGGAS THAT ACTUALLY STARTED THE QURAN ENERGY, (YOUR MOM)

6. VIRGO RISING + PISCES RISING

VIRGO RISING = YOU HATE THEM TO BE THEM ENERGY, *ANSON SEABRA IS THE ONLY ONE WHO DOES NOT GET IT BUT YOU'RE THERE (LINNA RIAZ CHANGED HIS LIFE FOREVER), LIKE SATURN RETURN HAS A GIFT YOU UNLOCKED CUZ YOU NICE, VERY VULNERABLE TO BE AROUND NIGGAS ENERGY, HATES THAT ONE PERSON AND IT'S YOUR REALITY ENERGY, WILL MAKE AN AQUARIUS WOMAN DO HIS BIDDING CUZ HE KNOWS A BITCH ENERGY, LITERALLY THAT CHATTER-BOX BEST FRIEND THAT SQUARES A MAN INSIDE YOUR SOUL ENERGY, JOHN LEGUIZAMO ENERGY, HATES A DAD TO KNOW YOU ENERGY, DOESNT KNOW A MAN TOO GOOD ENOUGH THAT EVEN JOHNNY DEPP IS SCARED OF YOU ENERGY, SARCASM IS ANIMATION TO YOU ENERGY, DIED A WHILE AGO TO CONSUME A NEW PERSONALITY ENERGY, CARES ENOUGH TO KILL HIMSELF ENERGY, *ANSON SEABRA'S DISCOGRAPHY IS ACTUALLY YOUR LIFE BUT YOU WENT TO HELL CUZ YOU PISSED AN GEMINI RISING OFF WHICH IS WHY YOU HATE SHIT TO HATE SHIT RECURRING THAT EVEN MATT SMITH HATES YOUR GUTS CUZ HE'S THE SAME, BUT FCK HIS MARRIED LIFE ON DOCTOR WHO (HENCE THE BLUE MAN)*, HATES TO BE AROUND A NIGGA EXCEPT A GRANDDAUGHTER ENERGY, IS YOU ENERGY, KIRBY IS ACTUALLY AGNOSTIC (HEARTBROKEN WOMAN)

PISCES RISING = DONT PISS OFF ANNA FRIEL IN PERSON. MAKES A JAMAICAN WOMA- AND NOW YOU GET THE REFERENCE, TV TAKEN TOO SERIOUSLY, YOUR LIFE IS NOT EVEN THE SAME BUT YOU'RE DEAD IN HELL ANYWAY, STONER-THOUGHTS IN A PERSON BUT DIED IN A DREAM, NOT EVEN ALLOWED TO TALK MF'S, END CREDITS DIED TO LET THE MAIN CHARACTER LIVE ENERGY, IS ACTUALLY THE MAIN CHARACTER ENERGY, PUSHING DAISIES IN ACTUAL REALITY ENERGY, OBJECTS TAKEN FOR GRANTED ENERGY, (HOME)

[wawaikattepi]

weekly journal 1 (moving on)

Life has been very though as ever but to forget you? that’s even thougher. Knowing that we could never be the same shattered my heart into pieces. I have loved you the most. I have loved you as loud as everyone knew how proud I am just to call you mine. It has been awhile since we part ways but yet it felt like yesterday you said ‘I love you’ to me. Just know that I would give everything up just to be with you, be us again. To feel the warmth of our love is what I would die for. I am very much grateful that we’ve crossed path. Never once I ever regret that I met you in this life. I always thought that we could grow old, build a family together. How Funny that we even got a name for our ‘future baby’ hahaha. Allah knows best for us and so here we are. I’ve told ibu how my heart has been taken care of by a very good man. Yet, you’ve proved me wrong.

We failed our relationship once but we managed to be in eachother arms once again. Somehow, we failed twice. This time, there’s no coming back. Few days after we broke up, I found out that you went back to your past. To the one you’ve told me how dirty she did to you, to the one who turned your world upside down, to the one who left you back then. Simply said, I got cheated on by you with your ex. Did I fumbled? yes I do. Did I went crazy? almost. Did I cried my eyes out? I bawled. I lost myself. I felt like a failure. I keep on questioning myself, my worth and I even blamed me for ruined us. For a moment I realized that not everyone who came into our life was meant to stay. There must be something that I lack in me while still learning to love you. It took me months and almost a year for me to gain myself back eventhough I am not fully healed yet but I’m doing great now.

I’m grateful for my friends who were always there for me as they helped me gather up myself, gather up the broken pieces of my heart. I may be unlucky in relationship but Alhamdulillah I’m super blessed with my friendship. I pray to Allah through days and nights hoping that He would varnish the bits of love that left in me for you. I can’t bear to lose myself even more now. As I am recovering, I am also working on my deen, balancing my dunya and my akhirah. And for you, please forget me, please forgive me as I’ve forgave you and please be happy. I hope you’re even happier and be the happiest. I hope you become the great and successful man that you’ve once told me you want to be. Thankyou, my love lesson. May we never meet again.

[writerfarzanatutul]

❤️Marriage is Beautiful❤️- A Muslim Love story

Amena had always dreamed of working in the heart of the city, where her career thrived. But when her parents introduced Armaan for marriage one day, her world shifted. Armaan was everything she wanted in her partner: a devout young Muslim man with similar values like hers. They got married in a short time. But Armaan's job required him to change places from time to time. Neither wanted a long-distance relationship. So, she had to choose between her career and Armaan.

Amena sat at her desk, the soft glow of her computer screen illuminating her face. She had written her resignation letter, and now her finger hovered over the mouse. She sighed. She was about to resign from her job.

Armaan's call earlier that day echoed in her ears. His voice, filled with both excitement and apprehension, had painted a picture of a new opportunity in Dubai. It was a dream job, a chance to climb the corporate ladder at an unprecedented pace. But it also meant leaving behind everything she knew, including her promising career in Dhaka.

Then, she closed her eyes.

And, remember the day they got married. Both of their eyes were filled with the promise of a bright future and love. Another memory occurred when they promised to stay with each other forever.

a smile appeared on her lips. It's fine as long as Armaan is with her. She can leave anything for him.Instantly, she made the decision and resigned from her post. They moved to Dubai. Together, they built a beautiful life full of love and happiness.

One day, their world was turned upside down. Mimi was in a terrible accident that left her completely paralyzed and confined to her bed.

The once vibrant apartment now echoed with an eerie silence. Amena lay in bed, her eyes fixed on the white ceiling. Days turned into weeks, each one a monotonous blur. Armaan moved through the room like a ghost, his face etched with a mixture of love and exhaustion. He'd learned to bathe her, feed her, and change her dressings with a tender efficiency. But the sparkle in his eyes, the life that once danced in his spirit, seemed to have faded.

"Armaan," AMena’s voice, weak and hoarse, broke the silence.

He turned, his face softening. "I'm here, love."

"I'm sorry," she whispered, her heart aching. "I'm a burden to you."

Armaan's hand found hers, squeezing it gently. "Don't ever say that, Mimi. You are my world, my everything. This is just a phase, a test. We will get through this together."

Mimi smiled weakly. But, she couldn’t believe in his words. She knew she was a burden. A liability.

Armaan sat beside mIMI, his hand gently holding hers. His voice, soft and soothing, carried the familiar tale of Prophet Ayyub (PEACE AND BLESSINGS OF GOD BE UPON HIM).

"And then, after years of suffering, Allah cured Ayyub(PEACE AND BLESSINGS OF gOD BE UPON HIM), restored his health, and blessed him abundantly," Armaan finished, his eyes filled with a hopeful gleam.

Amena listened, a faint smile playing on her lips. Her heart ached with longing for a similar miracle. But the reality of her situation was a heavy weight on her chest.

"Why do you tell me the same story every day, Armaan?" Her voice was barely a whisper.

Armaan's grip tightened on her hand. "Because, my love, every time I tell it, I hope a piece of that hope, that faith, transfers to you. I want you to believe that just like Ayyub (peace and blessings be upon him), your test will also end, and you will be restored."

A tear escaped Amena's eye. She loved him for his unwavering faith, his relentless optimism. But the darkness within her was overwhelming.

"What if this is my test, Armaan? What if this is how my story ends?" Her voice trembled.

Armaan was silent for a moment. Then, he leaned in, kissing her forehead gently. "No, my love. Your story is far from over. This is just a chapter, a difficult one, but it won't be the ending. We will find a way, together. "

His words were like a fragile beacon of hope in the stormy sea of her despair. Mimi clung to them, even as doubt gnawed at her.

sINCE THE PAST FEW DAYS, aMENA’S HEALTH DETERIORATED. Armaan WAS SCARED TO LOSE HER.

The room was shrouded in an eerie silence, broken only by the rhythmic rise and fall of Amena's chest. Arman sat beside her, his hand gently resting on her arm. His eyes were heavy with exhaustion, but fear gnawed at his heart. Every day since the accident had been a battle—one he wasn't sure he was strong enough to fight. But he had to, for her.

A sudden stillness enveloped him. Her chest stopped rising and falling. Panic surged through him as he shook her gently. "Amena, wake up!" His voice was a hoarse whisper, a plea that cut through the stillness like a knife.

She didn’t respond. Her hand, once warm beneath his, grew cold. His world crumbled.

"No, no, no!" Arman screamed her name, his voice echoing in the silent room, a desperate cry that shattered the calm. His mind raced, a whirlwind of denial and despair. He couldn’t lose her, not now, not ever.

Frantic, he performed CPR, his hands moving in a blur, pressing against her chest, willing her back to life. Each compression was a prayer, a plea to Allah his heart pounding in his ears. "Come back to me, Amena! Please!"

Minutes felt like hours as hope began to fade, his strength waning. Tears streamed down his face as he leaned over her, his body shaking. "Amena," he whispered, his voice broken. "Please... I can't do this without you. I need you. I need you so much."

Just when despair threatened to consume him, he felt it—a faint pulse. Relief washed over him like a tidal wave, a gasp escaping his lips. Her chest rose, then fell, a fragile rhythm returning. Amena’s eyes fluttered open, dazed and confused, as if pulled from the brink of death.

Arman collapsed beside her, his body racked with sobs. He buried his face in her hand, tears soaking her skin. "Don't ever scare me like that again," he sobbed, the fear in his voice raw and exposed. "I thought I lost you, Amena. I thought you were gone, and I couldn't... I can't lose you. You're everything to me. I was so scared."

Amena, weak but conscious, reached out and touched his face. The depth of his love hit her like a tidal wave, and for the first time since the accident, something inside her shifted. His terror, his heartbreak, laid bare before her, reignited a flame in her that had nearly been extinguished.

In that moment, as she looked into his eyes, her heart filled with a profound love and admiration for the man beside her. She saw the fear, the pain, but also the unwavering devotion. Arman needed her as much as she needed him. A spark ignited within her, a flicker of hope in the darkness that had consumed her for so long.

She had to fight. Not just for herself, but for him, for their love. A vow formed in her heart, a silent promise to defy her limitations, to push through the pain and despair. She would rise again, no matter how hard it was.

"Arman," she whispered, her voice shaky but determined, "I'm not going anywhere inshallah. I promise you. We'll get through this together."

He looked at her, his tears mingling with a fragile smile. In that shared moment, amidst the remnants of fear and despair, they found strength in each other. Amena’s journey to recovery would be long and arduous, but she was no longer afraid. With Arman by her side, she knew she could face anything.

Amena's road to recovery was arduous, marked by setbacks and triumphs. With each small victory—a flicker of movement in her fingers, the ability to sit upright without assistance—her spirit soared. Armaan was her unwavering rock, providing constant encouragement and support. She drew inspiration from prophet Ayub (peace and blessings be upon him)

Their love deepened as they navigated this new chapter together. The challenges they faced forged an unbreakable bond. Their home, once filled with quiet desperation, now echoed with the laughter of their children.

Just as Allah, Al-Jawwaal, healed Prophet Ayub and rewarded him for his unwavering patience, Amena and Arman too were blessed after enduring their trials. For truly, with hardship comes ease. Though the scars of their journey remained, they carried them with grace and strength, their belief in Almighty Allah deepening with each step they took.

To express their gratitude for the countless blessings bestowed upon them, Amena and Arman decided to perform Umrah. Standing before the Kaaba, the center of their faith, their hearts overflowed with gratitude and love. The sacred air was thick with the weight of their prayers, and they felt a peace they had longed for, a serenity that could only come from complete submission to the will of Allah.

Amena looked up at Arman, her eyes reflecting the sacred light of the Kaaba. “I pray to Allah that you stay next to me like this in Jannah also.”

Arman’s heart swelled with emotion, and he gently squeezed her hand. “I also pray that I will hold your hand like this in Jannah,” he whispered, his voice filled with devotion.

In that sacred moment, as they stood together in the holiest of places, they knew their journey was far from over. The trials of this world had only strengthened their bond, and now they looked forward to an eternal life together, by Allah’s grace.

Their story didn’t end at the Kaaba; it was only the beginning of their journey toward Jannah, where they would live forever, hand in hand, by the grace of Allah. With faith as their guide and love as their anchor, Amena and Arman continued their journey, secure in the knowledge that their ultimate reunion awaited them in the gardens of paradise.

The End

[rueyam]

Salam girl, was hoping for your perspective on a matter, sometimes my past kills me, I kissed an idiot creep who preyed on me on an emotionally vulnerable period in my life where I was depressed and lonely and let go of my religious principles

Luckily he broke up with me and things didn’t go any further than that one kiss even tho he would pressure me to send him pics, I’m happily married now alhamdulillah to an amazing guy but what I did still kills me. I hate myself so much for it and I wish everyday I could go back and tell that guy to screw off, I stayed chaste for my whole life other than that stupid mistake

I never told my husband about it because past intimacy was a dealbreaker for him and I liked him way too much to let him go and Islam also says to not disclose past sins if you’ve sincerely repented and God knows how much I’ve repented for my actions. Sometimes what I did still fills me with guilt and I hate myself for lying to my husband but telling him would make things 10000x worse, I know it would shatter his heart and could even jeopardize our marriage so it’s definitely not in the cards to ever tell him about it but I just wish I could forgive myself for what I did but perhaps this is Gods punishment to me that I get to keep the man I love but I will hate myself for the mistake for the rest of my life

alaykum salam, i get it that it still guilts you but remember that mistakes are a part of the human nature and if there would be people without sins, Allah would replace them with sinners who would seek for His forgiveness so Allah could forgive them. i don’t think that your hatred towards yourself is a punishment from Allah but rather your punishment to yourself. if you made sincere tawbah and felt His mercy then why would He still punish you. why. are you supposed to be flawless?

i think Allah makes you feel His forgiveness especially through your actions after the sin you committed, you never repeated what you did, on the contrary you married someone to avoid zina for the rest of your life. be a little more empathetic towards yourself. 🤍

i recommend you to keep this to yourself, it is something between you and Allah swt and it’s not wrong but commanded to hide your sins, don’t let people judge you for what you can hide, let God be the only judge. i'm sure your husband has sins too, perhaps different from yours, which he keeps to himself. and that is alright as long as you are pleased with him right now. accept that you are flawed, weak and human, and that tempts and trials can overcome us because of that. what matters more is your sincerity after. once you accept that, you will look at yourself through the attributes of Allah.

[okayyeros]

Hi. I just stumbled across your blog and saw that you are Muslim and Hellenic. I converted to Islam about 13 years ago. I fought an uphill battle as a queer/trans person for a very long time. So much religious trauma on top of all the stuff from my childhood religious experience. I was completely isolated except for people telling me I was going to hell and all manner of other things. I’m sure you can guess. With all that, and also my internal struggles from growing up evangelical and practicing various forms of Paganism since I was a teen, I left the faith. It broke my heart. It still does. When I came back to God, it was through a different avenue where the pain wasn’t so fresh. I’d consider myself very generally to be an omnist now. I’m still working it out. I don’t even know what I’m asking here, but I’m sitting here almost in tears at finding someone like me. Maybe it’s not too late. Thank you for being visible. ❤️

omg hello!!!! You have no idea how much this means to me omg.

As someone who was raised in a Palestinian immigrant household, Islam is very much so ingrained into the culture. My family has never been incredibly religious but It was always still there and something I found comfort in. Around last year, I got into researching the way Islam views free will, and I fell in love with it. It's become a huge beacon for my art and for how I view myself. Thankfully, I grew up in a household where they didn't mind that I'm queer, but I definitely understand how it can impact your relationship with religions, specifically Abrahamic ones.

I discovered hellenism as a religion when I had been in a really bad state of mind. It helped me process my emotions in a way I hadn't before. I didn't exactly put a label on what I had done with the Hellenic pantheon until honestly December of 2023. But the gods had been a part of my life since around 2019.

Dont get me wrong, I've struggled with being both hellenic and Muslim. After I set up my altar for the first time, I had a panic attack. But I adore Allah and I adore the Gods just as much. Both religions are so important to who I am and who i will be.

I'm so glad there are other folks like me too :,) I wish you the best of luck on your journey little friend! live your life in the way that will make you the happiest. you are deserving of love and joy. <3

[msanonymous]

(I'm posting a bunch of questions all together I'm sorry I had my exams and forgot to post 😭)

Day 3: What type of worship comes the easiest to you?

It is such a great question. I think initially I wanted to answer reading Qur'an, because it brings so much peace to my heart, I love doing it. But also making dua is an act of ibadah too, talking to Allāh is also an act of worship, but I remember reading that anything you do with good intentions in your heart is an act of worship.

Abu Huraira reported: The Messenger of Allah ﷺ said: “Verily, the people will only be raised for judgment based on their intentions.” (Sunan Ibn Mājah 4229)

& Abdullah ibn Amr, RadhiAllahu Anhu, reported: The Messenger of Allah ﷺ said:

الرَّاحِمُونَ يَرْحَمُهُمْ الرَّحْمَنُ ارْحَمُوا مَنْ فِي الْأَرْضِ يَرْحَمْكُمْ مَنْ فِي السَّمَاءِ

Those who are merciful will be shown mercy by the Merciful. Be merciful to those on the earth and the One above the heavens will have mercy upon you. (Sunan al-Tirmidhī 1924)

& it literally means be kind to the creations of Allāh and your Creator will be kind to you and I find that so beautiful like you could literally smile at the person you saw on the street, ask the cashier how her day went, lend a pen to your friend and it'll count as a good deed I mean how easy is that? Indeed Allāh Subhanahu wa ta'ala is the most merciful. So yeah I try my best to be kind to others with good intentions and I find it the easiest.

Day 4: Ramadan is the month of the qur'an. What is an ayah from the Qur'an that has changed your view of things or impacted you deeply?

There are so many actually, I don't think anyone can narrow it down to only one, but the one that impacted me the most is definitely:

مَا وَدَّعَكَ رَبُّكَ وَمَا قَلَى

Your Lord has not abandoned you, nor has He become hateful ˹of you˺. ~93:03

At that time I was confused between the punishment of Allāh and trials and I thought I'm being punished by Allāh but then my Father clarified it for me and just after that I read that verse and broke down into tears. Subhanallah. And also:

فَادْخُل فِي عِبَدِي

وَادْخُلِي جَنَّتِي

So join My (honored) servants,

And enter My Paradise. ~90:29, 90:30

I read that and just felt so emotional, from that day I just pray that on the Day of Judgement may Allāh say those words to me, to all of us.

Day 5: Share a memory of Ramadan from your childhood or when you first embraced Islam.

This is not something I'm very proud of but when I was very little like 4 or 5 I used to want to fast and would make my mother wake me up for suhoor and all, even though everyone told me that I was too little, I was so adamant I wouldn't listen and could barely do it, at that time my Grandmother would always go to market for iftar run, I used to go with her and I'd become so tired she would ask "You'd like to eat something we'll keep it a secret?" And then I'd break my fast, return to my home and pretend like I'm still doing it, basically my Grandmother would call my Mother and spill the beans and everyone would pretend that they didn't already know I'm pretending. 😭

Eventually my Mother sat me down and explained that this is not the right thing. I got it, but I still find that acting of all my family members very sweet. 🥹

Day 6: What are some Ramadan traditions you have, and what are some that you'd like to pass on to others?

Family gatherings after taraweeh which sometimes accidentally last till suhoor 👀 I just love them so much, I hate socializing but family gatherings in Ramadan hit different <3

Also sending iftar to relatives and iftar dawats, love hosting them.

[zutarasbuff]

You were the door of my connection with Allah SWT. I was so selfish back then, I asked for you in all my prayers. Did everything. Everything in my control to have you in my life. You connected me with Allah SWT. When I think about it now, I feel so ashamed that I was bargaining for the world and He wanted to bestow me His love. At that time, I was so immature. I even got angry with Him when I couldn’t get you. In my heart, I decided that I won’t pray for anything because you were the only person I wanted so badly in my life. When I look back at my life, I feel so bad about how I used to perceive prayers and connection with Allah SWT. I still remember the day when you made it clear that I couldn’t have you, I cried so much on a prayer mat. I complained to Allah that why did He break my heart so badly that I was unable to think of anything but how this world ended for me. In all honesty, I died with that heartbreak because it was the last time I wished for something and prayed for it. I forgot Allah for weeks, then months and eventually this connection was long gone. If someone told me about how they used to pray for something, it seemed like a strange idea to me. I was in a phase of denial and then I accepted this reality that I can never have you. You were the kind of love which made my connection stronger with Allah SWT. I wish to rekindle that, but I don’t feel that I can get that connection back where I was crying in my sujood and talking to Him about how it broke me. Sometimes I even wonder are you a real person or just a part of my imagination lying in some corner of my heart who’s always there and appears only before me? The one who’s not even a real person but I have made him in my mind and occasionally I keep coming back to him just to find that he’s there. He’s still a part of my mind. Squeezing you out of that little corner feels so painful. It’s not you but the cord with Allah which makes it impossible to break this connection as you always give me a reminder that how I used to love Allah back then. I even think that what’s so extraordinary about you, why is my mind still wondering about your whereabouts? I just don’t know the answer. Over the years, I have just realised one thing and that’s how Allah chose me to be a seeker for Him but I gave into worldly temptations and lost this golden opportunity.

[afiqahxoxo-blog]

Last night, the clouds burst, enraged and sobbing. RUMBLE! Crack! BOOM! The air in the skies expanded violently, creating the big sound waves. In the foreground, I was listening to Paris Paloma's song "Labour", the Cacophony version. I could not help having the uncanny feeling that it was as if nature understood the state of my heart in turmoil. The Cacophony version was sung by many women, as if it were an anthem, perhaps collectively healing the trauma. This song really triggered me in so many ways and to the point of tears. It took me from anger to frustration to sadness.

All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend himSo that he never lifts a finger 24∕7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour The way she uses the word "appendage" on line 3, means something that exists as something smaller or seen as less important part of something bigger and more important. She also describes the male protagonist to be part of the "high council" of their marriage and he would judge according to how he sees fit. How does he "see fit"? Who made him Judge? What does it mean to be the husband? Such a powerful song. And perhaps it's not about raising women to be equal in strength but for women to be respected as a human being, her strengths to be recognised. To be kind to. Basic. Human. Rights. Not to slave around for you. Not to be seen as ONLY a baby-making machine, but to be respected as a spouse who has strengths that should be celebrated, recognised, embraced. Again, not to "raise" anyone to be "equal to" anyone. At last, I felt grateful. Yes, a feeling I did not expect either. I am grateful for having The Best of Examples as my guide and my brothers and sisters' guides too. I broke down in tears because I missed The Best of Examples, our Prophet Muhammad SAW.

In his last sermon, SAW. "O People it is true that you have certain rights with regard to your women but they also have rights over you. Remember that you have taken them as your wives only under Allah's trust and with His permission. If they abide by your right then to them belongs the right to be fed and clothed in kindness. Do treat your women well and be kind to them for they are your partners and committed helpers. And it is your right that they do not make friends with any one of whom you do not approve, as well never to be unchaste." From: https://www.iium.edu.my/deed/articles/thelastsermon.html#:~:text=%22O%20People%20it%20is%20true,fed%20and%20clothed%20in%20kindness :') Ya Rasulullah, how we miss you so. <3 I reflected on this emotional experience and I find that anything and anyone may be the vehicle of His message.. SubhanAllah...

[basicsofislam]

ISLAM 101: CONVEYING THE MESSAGE OF ISLAM: Part 5

2. Treating People Nicely and Tolerance

Tolerance and gentleness are the most important cornerstones in the tabligh of Islam by our Prophet. God Almighty says the following to the Prophet, who approaches people with gentleness, by congratulating him on the honesty and perfection of his acts: "It is part of the Mercy of Allah that thou dost deal gently with them. Wert thou severe or harsh-hearted they would have broken away from about thee; so pass over (their faults), and ask for (Allah's) forgiveness for them, and consult them in affairs (of the moment). Then when thou hast taken a decision, put thy trust in Allah. For Allah loves those who put their trust (in Him)." (Aal-e-Imran, 3/159)

Gentleness is like a different golden key given to the Messenger of Allah. He opened many hearts with that key and affected their hearts. But for his gentleness, many intolerant hearts would have faced some harsh acts and some would have opposed to Islam unlike now, and some would have moved away from him. Only thanks to the gentleness of the Messenger of Allah were they prevented and many people embraced Islam in groups.

As it is understood from the verse, gentleness originates from mercy. If the Messenger of Allah had become rude and harsh, everybody around him would have abandoned him. The vast mercy of God Almighty made him gentle. That is, God made his nature so perfect and gentle that the hands that touched him were never injured, and they found a rose when they expected thorns.  (Abdullah 1997, 1:398)

I find it useful to mention some hadiths related to mercy here. The Messenger of Allah says:

Allah will not show mercy to someone who does not show mercy to people. (Bukhari, "Tawhid", 2; Muslim, "Fadail," 66)

Show mercy to those on the earth, those in the sky will show mercy to you. (Hakim, al-Mustadrak, 4:277)

He who does not show mercy to people will not be shown mercy. (Bukhari, "Adab," 18; Muslim, "Fadail, 65)

Hazrat Prophet (pbuh) acted tolerantly towards even those who broke his teeth and injured his head. After the conquest of Makkah, he said to the Makkans, who were wondering what would happen to them, “You may go; all of you are free” although they had expelled him from his hometown when he was sorry and in tears. He forgave Abu Sufyan and softened his heart so that he would embrace Islam. He also forgave Wahshi, who had killed his beloved uncle, and Ikrima, the son of Abu Jahl. He forgave many others like them and did not call them to account for what they had done.

He did not reproach people; he did not blame them in front of others due to their mistakes; instead of despising them, he acted nicely and honestly by setting an example to them.

Sometimes, there were some people who came to him, acted rudely and even insulted him. If he had raised a finger, a hundred swords would have cut off his head. However, he reacted gently towards those rude and harsh behaviors. (Abdullah, 1997, 1:403).

Bukhari and Muslim narrate from Abu Said al-Khudri: A man called Dhu'l-Huwaysira came to the Messenger of Allah (pbuh). Meanwhile, the Messenger of Allah was dividing the war booty. He addressed our Prophet insolently: "O Muhammad, be just!" (If that word were said to one of us, we would have a shock. As a matter of fact, we can be unfair. However, the person to whom that sentence was said was a prophet who was appointed to bring justice to the world.)

Hazrat Umar, who was there at that time, roared when he heard that disrespectful remark and said, “Let me cut off that munafiq’s head, O Messenger of Allah!”

After soothing Hazrat Umar and those who thought like him, the Messenger of Allah turned to that man said to him only the following: "Woe on you! If I am not just, who else can be just? (Bukhari, "Adab", 95; Muslim, "Zakat", 142) In other narrations, the reply of our Prophet is in a different form that can mean as follows: "Woe on me if I am not just; it means I am destroyed. Woe on you because of my injustice because you follow me as a prophet!" (Abdullah, 1997, 1:405-406)

The following are guiding principles related to tolerance: Open your heart to everybody, let it be like oceans! Be filled with belief and feel love for people; let there be no dejected heart that you have not been interested in and you have not helped..! Appraise the good people due to their good deeds; be generous towards believing hearts; approach the faithless people softly so that their animosity and hatred will melt away; be like Messiah with your breaths...!

Driveaway the bad deeds with good deeds; do not heed rude attitudes! Everybody reflects his own character through their behavior. Prefer the way of tolerance and be noble-hearted towards those who do not have good manners..! It is the most distinguished quality of a heart that is full of love to love the love and to turn against hostility. To hate everybody is either an indication of having been directed by the devil or a sign of insanity. Love human beings; admire humanity..! 

[nightguide]

NIGHTGUIDE NOCTURNAL CONVERSATION:

(tracklist/tracks/trailblazer)

River Phoenix's disstrack gives the viewer a reason to feel deeply ashamed about his lovers life like he is, so he knows about her too promiscuiously of age (so he knows how to reform) but he knew Reeves at the time was the reason why (combat in an argument)

Hathaway's disstrack is a tale of a woman knowing a sole combat with God that never been and it was but it can be if she can (holy she)

Peter Skarsgaard's disstrack elevates perception that he can never find, so he makes you tired of knowing less than seeing more (pisses you off for not reading enough attention material to break him (willing to kill you)

Evan Peter's disstrack can haunt you by a thought if he cannot forgive you, better without any co-stars, just see him doing it by speech and the rest bleeds without attention (acute to science)

Eva Green's disstrack is nothing but lore about a friend (Pakistani best friend), so she makes her look good making 'her' look good for her looking good for him herself (like she never broke down: her portrayal masks the kindness of a woman forlorn a long awaited reason to return a kindness gifted from the eyes but never strength soul deeper between (her being French counts as her result in loved return in full by self expression (guard of heart like the clothes tricking the eyes from the body)

Michael Keaton's disstrack does not care about your worldviews anymore, like taken for granted and he is racist in real life for an average Turkmenistani conversationalist to an Afghan broken and true (speaks like it) so he's not easy on the eyes if he wants you dead and it's a plan long gone and forgotten (knew his list of reasons to die with a truth that was never there)

Wilem Dafoe's disstrack honours my name only (knew the father by honour (priviledge of Allah)

Diane Keaton's disstrack forsakes death. she almost dies to save a life (a lot like Demi's story by honour routes (is her), so she scaled Keanu's motives to touch a thought at last if it wasn't her (she would have been a vocalist)

Catharine Zeta Jones disstrack forgets the past (rich pakistani village energy, no hands (similar to halm if you knew her)

Adam Scott's disstrack breaks death. he loves her (knows a social housewife and he will almost die to be with her (sweetheart on the outside)

Tom Hanks disstrack forgets you (social masjid rules)

Michael Fassbender's disstrack is inextricably the hardest to forget if you seen him go (he talks with such maneuovre that he gets you to forget you (the animosity between you and your hands is how he forgets how his fascination with touch bears death (witnessed 11 of his family member's die without a heartbeat (you knew who it is)

James McAvoy's disstrack takes you to hell (he does not quit talking about a cause (last breath) but when he does, he will never stop learning between you to see you lie about a thought (X-Men is true to him than you are (new world order)

Jack Nicholson's disstrack causes you to grieve for no reason, he just likes to see you pity f*ck a shower thought for a reason to get what he wants (he just uses you)

Alicia Vikander's disstrack traps you underneath her submission (social rules) but she can manipulate you like a pro knowing techniques learned together by using MBTI and astrology in one go (calendar constructed to navigate a heart (neuro-divergent community) without a broken shield (heartache over a universe without them) so she is not easily known for her mask, so she has none (camera allergic)

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heyyyyy

4. what flower would you like to be given?

i dont know much about flowers sadly but if it's possible id like to be given skeleton flowers

just look how beautiful they are :3

6. say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical).

oh mann well ppl told me that i have big, beautiful eyes. nice lips (yes a random female coworker told me this and i was too stunned to speak lol). cute tiny hands.

non-physical they said im kind, a good friend, and have a big heart.

7. what color brings you peace?

not a specific color but i love the colors of nature. greens of the trees, yellows of the sun rays, browns of the dirt and ground, blues of the water, pinks and purples of a sky in sunsets. yeah

21. if you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

hmmm i'd say laila don't be too hard on yourself. you are enough. all the insecurities and fears you had are all in your head. you are loved. you are here for a purpose. even if loneliness feels suffocatingly heavy, there is an end to it. focus on your journey to find Allah and be the best servant you can be to him and everything will fall into place.

26. what movie would you want to live in?

oh def only yesterday (1991) or any movie by studio ghibli (but not a grave of the fireflies :( that movie broke my heart). also maybe pride and prejudice provided i'd be mrs. darcy (even tho i don't really believe in women taking their husbands' names bc we ain't their property)