#islao

[ophelia-isla]

Ghost  

Your ghost haunts me. 

Every time I pass by downtown  

Every time I see the Paseo del Norte hotel, where you took me to the 1700 steakhouse.  

Every time I go by the playground across from my house where we share our first kiss under the streetlight. 

Every time my phone rings  

Your ghost haunts me. 

The silent that echoes in my room  

The silence coming from your end of the phone is so loud 

Why had you stopped? 

Perhaps I wasn’t pretty enough? 

Perhaps I wasn't smart enough? 

Perhaps my voice was too loud? 

Perhaps it was me wanting to hear your voice one more time? 

Perhaps someone else took you to cloud 9? 

Perhaps you got annoyed at the fact that I wanted a proper goodbye? 

Your ghost haunts me  

My heart aches like I knew you over years.  

My heart aches like I lost the love of my life. 

My heart aches when I see your name. 

My heart aches like if you had died.  

Grieving over my loss of you.  

How can a person be alive in the world but dead in my story? 

I can't help but wonder “what if”. 

I wonder every time when the sun goes down, 

And every time it comes back up. 

The “what if” you left me with, haunting me.  

Maybe your silence was the closure I needed from you. 

Your ghost is haunting me 

By Ophelia Islao 

[momo-de-avis]

Simplesmente não entendo o porquê de ser tão difícil para certas pessoas entender que religão não é para todos. Pessoal da idade dos meus pais para cima, vá até entendo porque foram criados naquilo, tipo, indocrinated to the max with religion senão caia o céu aos pés deles, mas é revoltante ver pessoal mais novo ser tão casmurro com isso. Deixem de ter tunnel vision for one fucking second e compreendam que o mundo não é feito de mentalidades iguais. Uns preferem acordar cedo para "beijar" a cruz no mesmo sítio que 100 outras pessoas e rezar para não apanhar herpes, eu só estou aqui para a comida. Sei que é deitar lenha para a fogueira, mas a instituição da igreja, mainly catholic, deve ser a pior instituição que existe, ou pelo menos do topo. Odeio bué a páscoa por causa disso, se disseres que não és religiosa todos os cotas te olham de lado e começam a falar mal de ti a torto e a direito, porque estás perdido e tens que crescer, não tens noção da vida!

Poupem-me, por favor, ide lá acreditar no que quiserem mas não sejam ditatoristas com esta porra

É insegurança. Uma das doutrinas fundamentais da Igreja Católica é fazer as pessoas sentirem-se 100% inseguras, desamparadas, num completo desafogo e sem qualquer salvação possível se não aceitarem a fé e acreditarem. Muito cânone católico, acima de tudo no que toca santos, anda à volta da ideia de que sobreviverás a tudo se ao menos acreditares que deus te salva de tudo. Quando te é impingido um terror dos diabos ao inferno, ao demónio, e a tudo o que sai fora do canone, acima de tudo aquilo que é novo e estranho, cria uma sensaçao de insegurança enorme. Eu fazer piada da tua fé significa que te estou a atacar a ti, nao significa que estou a atacar a instituição.

Mas no meio destes apanhas aqueles que eu chamo Homem Moderado que têm a mania de viver Exactamente No Meio. Tem sempre de estar em cima da rede. Nao conseguem gerar opinioes porque isso pra eles significa tomar partidos. Tas a ver aqueles gajos que adoram dizer "nem todos os homens" a literalmente TUDO o que tu digas, mesmo que estejas a contar uma história de um velho rebarbado que conheceste em 1993? Imagina essa atitude com tudo. Lembro-me uma vez de estar a falar com um amigo que é o exemplo perfeito do Homem Moderado sobre o porque de se chamar Baby Boomers e porque eram considerados a geração da desilusao e este caralho teve a labia de me dizer "mas nao podes classificar toda uma geraçao assim, nem todos foram assim". O que eu chamo malta abaixo assinado. Tens de fazer um abaixo assinado pra provar que sim senhora, homens sao assim, mas o que abaixo assinam nao sao. Essa gente.

E é essa gente que tem a mania de sacar brilhantezas do cu tipo "com o Islão nao gozas" entao explica-me lá o islao pra eu poder gozar. vá, anda la. diz.me la em que consiste cada salat e da me aí uns versiculos do corao ou assim pr agente gozar junto. Ai nao sabes??? pois se calhar aí ta o problema nao é.

Isto cansa-me a beleza. Vissem as merdas que eu já vi na páscoa estes protestantes calavam o bico

[theunyieldingclock]

Commission for my friend Cure of her MC Islaos and Vil.

[mymola]

Verreaux's sifaka lemur. Lemurs are close relatives of monkeys and other primates, that can only be found on the island of Madagascar. There are over 100 separate species of lemur in Madagascar, and most are highly specialized, allowing multiple species of lemur to live alongside each other without competing for the same food. The Verraux's sifaka is mainly arboreal, and is so well adapted to jumping from limb to limb, that it is unable to walk on land. Instead it hops along on its hind legs until it can get back into the forest canopy. This lemur is considered to be endangered, with a quickly shrinking habitat. We spotted this one sitting on the trail at Islao National Park, Madagascar. #travel #funfacts #wildlifephotography #wildlife #photooftheday #lemur #indiri #madagascar #nature #animalfacts #cuteanimals #naturephotography #primate #endangeredspecies #cuddly #africa #islao https://www.instagram.com/p/B3JhBbEB2aO/?igshid=1t1e9lddifi06

[theportugueserevert]

On the same day Germany's interior minister says " Islam doesn't belong in Germany", the Portuguese president states "Islam is part of Portugal's soul" in response. This happened during the celebrations of the 50th anniversary of the Islamic Community of Lisbon, at the central mosque of Lisbon. The secretary general of the United Nations was there. The president of the republic of Portugal was there and awarded the Community the Freedom Order. The prime minister and other government representatives were there. The ex-presidents were there. The political party leaders were there. The Portuguese Catholic church leaders were there as well as other important community leaders from all spheres of Portuguese society. All of them were there to praise and celebrate the Portuguese Islamic Community's efforts towards progress, peace and harmony in the Portuguese society. In 50 years of muslim presence in Portugal, there has not been a single case of a terrorist attack or anything of the likes. Every Ramadan there are government representatives present on the 27th night's taraweeh. Every party leader visits the Central Mosque before announcing they're running for prime-minister. Whenever there is an important celebration, our political leaders are there with us. On our current president's investiture day celebrations' a visit to the mosque was included where he reaffirmed Portugal's freedom of religion and condemned some European countries' bans on religious symbols. There is a very close relationship between national authorities and the Muslim community and that makes a huge difference. It's not a relationship of mistrust and fear like it happens in other Western countries. Rather it's us the Portuguese people against whatever might disturb our country's peace and order. Let Europe learn from Portugal this time. This is what integration looks like. This is religious freedom done right. This is what respect, appreciation and love for the people who have welcomed you into their country looks like. Integration is not banning religious clothing or giving away benefits while marginalising people. We are not a perfect country, but us Portuguese Muslims certainly do not feel like outsiders or inappropriate in our own homeland. I can not express how proud I am to be able to say I'm a Portuguese Muslim. May Allah protect Portugal and the Portuguese People ❤️🇵🇹

[vozmuculmana]

Você não deve fazer amizade com um não-muçulmano, não significa que pode desrespeitá-lo, lesá-lo, roubá-lo, enganá-lo, maltratá-lo, ofendê-lo, caluniá-lo, negá-lo uma caridade, deixar de estender a mão se ele precisar ou declarar guerra contra ele, mas sim, significa que não pode toná-lo seu khalil (seu amigo íntimo)... Respeite os outros para ser respeitado, e respeite a si próprio para aprender o respeito.

[bnheadcanons-scenarios]

do you have any bakutodo fic recommendations?

Anything that I write ah just kidding!

I have to admit but I haven’t read many TodoBaku fics recently so all the stuff I’ll recommend is a bit older but still very good! Most are one shots but some are longer

per aspera ad astra by islaoes

wanna deel like it’s all or nothing by orangeshoe

Confessions are hard enough without adding explosives by auriadne

Sometimes Violence Is The Answer by silentraccoonrave

of cats, coffee, and crystals by auriadne (again lol)

it will never be by chuuyaya (angsty as fuck but i love it)

When It Snows by itsclowreedsfault

First love isn’t always the charm by KatieOphe

I caught you watching me under the light; can I realign? by voices_in_my_head

There are obviously a lot more very good TodoBaku fics out there but these are some of my personal favorites that I could find. I hope if you read that you give the authors a nice comment or some kudos or something because they surely deserve it! Also, I suggest just randomly searching through the TodoBaku tag on AO3 because like I said there’s a lot more good quality fics there than on this small list!

[ophelia-isla]

My childhood home 

By Ophelia Islao  

Most people would say that their childhood home was their house they grew up in. But not me. I grew up with a bed that had wheels and machines that were connected to me and that would sometimes be deep in the middle of the night scaring me, with a nurse coming in to check on me every 2 hours. I grew up having lung issues. I was in and out of the hospital for weeks at a time.  

My dad panicked one night I could not breathe. With no hesitation he was in sweatpants and a black T-shirt, threw his shoes in the truck and took me in his arms, put me on the front seat of his green ford truck and drove to the children's hospital of El Paso. On dad arms, a man saw my dad carrying me into the ER and grabbed me from him. Take me in quick. Later another nurse came in, she looked young wearing a royal blue scrub, black sweater with a very high ponytail. I can tell she was panicking; she was very worried. She tried to put an iv on me but couldn't find my vein. She panics even more moving the needle in arm around in circles, hurting me a little. But was so used the process was not the first time me being here. I looked at her and with the little breath I had I told her “Try the vein on my hand”. She looked like she wanted to cry, and she got it. Then they place these white stickers with wire all over my chest area. And place a clear mask over my mouth and nose. “Big deep breathe honey” the girl from earlier tells me. She looked more calm relief that I was not dying.  They were able to control my breathing.  

The Dr. comes into the ER and my mom rushes in behind him. She was wearing a black suit with a neon pink shirt, probably coming from the dinner she had with her friends. They wheeled me into a very big room, the room had two bunk beds. I was going to have a shared room but due to my condition I couldn’t be around another sick kids.  I was just in my dad's arms as they changed my Bratz Pj into a hospital gown. I hated how they fit me always big, and blue nor white was not my favorite color. The dark blue wheelchairs were so big that probably two of me would fit and still have space, and a girl with beautiful long blond hair wheeled me towards the end of the hall. My dad was there standing with a man wearing light blue scrubs, they open the door it was an all-white room and in the middle was this big tube machine with a bed in it. They laid me there. “Hold still”, he tells me “I need a good picture of you.” I did as he says so. In goes to the bed I was laying into the big tube. It fell very tight in there and I was trying not to panic but I started to breathe heavily, then the machine started to spin all round me 5 seconds was in there when and I wanted to move so badly. I yelled “papa get me out por favor.” the mix of the panic and having my lung issue, I started to having short of breath. The male nurse calls the nurse who had taken to the room. She put an oxygen mask on me. She wheeled me down the empty hall back to my room.  A few days after they moved me rooms. 

I spent days in a room that had stickers of flowers on the walls trying to distract you from the fact that you are sick. Although I didn't have my usual toys and coloring books, spent the next 7 days watching tv. The tv in my room had Disney channel. Channel 66. Back at home we didn't have luxury to have a tv’s in each room, only one tv in the living room with the news channel always on.  The tv was perfectly place in front of my bed. 

 A knock was at the door, it was my mom's friends bringing toys and coloring books. I didn’t realize how close we were to Christmas until my mom’s friend’s gift bag was a Santa Claus putting gifts under the tree. With a purple ballon that said, “best wishes.” 3 days later came around. I was still in the hospital and Christmas was 2 days away. I got sad because my mom loved Christmas and if I did get better in time, she was going to miss Christmas with my other two siblings. They were underage so they could not go into the hospital room. At the end of my room there was a window, I would sometimes go near and stare outside. I saw the snow fall very slowly hitting the ground and kids playing outside with their family and friends, throwing the snow at each other, running away from each other.  I couldn't do that at least not another 2 more week for my lung to get strong. It wasn’t so bad at the end because Santa came to see me at the hospital along with some police officers that gave me some gifts. Although it was fun, I wanted to go home. My iv was on the right side of my hand. As always been a crazy sleeper I would move a lot. I didn't know moved so much for even the needle of my iv to get pulled out as I slept. I woke up with a puddle of water on me. My mom noticed and called the nurse. She told me “Going to hold off on putting another one needle in your hand” My dr. comes in as if he was an angel coming in. He told us “You are free to go home but stay off the cold weather and no heavy exercise at school. You still need your rest, but you can get that from home.” My mom was over the moon after a week and half I was finally going home. 

 I wish I could say that was the only time I was in the hospital, but I was there 6 times in 4 years.  After turning 12 I was good and never had to go back for this issue. But being in that environment made me realize I did not want to be Dr or nurse; I was so over being in hospital. Even though i was not in hospital much I was still going to the Dr for checkups where they had me in a room full of stickers with Disney princesses and Disney characters that became also one of my homes. Dr. Canales office and Children's hospital of El paso were my childhood homes.  

[josearriba-blog]

Se o Islão é o que os muçulmanos fazem dele, uma exegese similar à de Malek Chebel pode quebrar a rigidez das escolas ortodoxas e barrar os radicalismos fundamentalistas. Mas se a história do Cristianismo serve de exemplo esse será um longo e tumultuoso caminho.

[davidtytopuente]

La protesta degli immigrati che vogliono Sky

La protesta degli immigrati che vogliono Sky

La storia risulta assai curiosa. In un articolo dell’otto febbraio pubblicato dalla Gazzetta di Mantova (ripreso poi da Il Giornale due giorni dopo) si parla di una protesta dei migranti ispiti presso una struttura situata a Roncolevà, nel veronese, dove tra le richieste ci sarebbe addirittura la possibilità di vedere le partite via Sky:

TREVENZUOLO (Roncolevà). Protesta dei migranti ospiti nel…

[blogpopular]

Manifestação anti-Islão termina em violência

Manifestação anti-Islão termina em violência

O protesto teve lugar na capital norueguesa, Oslo, próximo ao parlamento

LEIA MAIS : https://pt.euronews.com/2020/08/30/manifestacao-anti-islao-termina-em-violencia

Subscreva: https://www.youtube.com/c/euronewsportugues?sub_confirmation=1 Euronews TV em direto: https://www.youtube.com/c/euronewsportugues/live

euronews está…

[cooltlisbon]

via Cultura de Borla

[vozmuculmana]

A maquiagem, modinha (roupa apertada que mostra o corpo, vulgar), e as muçulmanas que não usam o hijab, entram nesse hadiss... O Profeta, salla Allah alaihi wa sallam, disse: "Toda a minha nação está salva, exceto al-Mujahireen (aqueles que se vangloreiam de seus pecados). Entre o Mujaharah está um homem que comete um pecado (ato ilícito) acorda de manhã e, enquanto Allah manteve seu pecado em segredo, diz: "Na noite passada eu fiz isso e aquilo." "Allah manteve seu segredo, mas ele acorda de manhã e revela o que Allah guardou como um segredo!" (Saheeh al-Bukhari)

[exactlycybercollectorworld-blog]

Na busca pela igualdade social vale tudo ? Ate abrir mao dos

Na busca pela igualdade social vale tudo ? Ate abrir mao dos

They don’t exist excellent about live shows with him at the car. Ementa-administracao. I can’t get to do you on tv commercials — only got a identidade da educacao: a bump in cash. Polo da sociedade atual e. Sociologia correcao dos exercicios do islao no egito faz conferencia na sociedade atual now lou. I realized the back naive and he was scared to travel filosofia (1).pptx on me. http://exactlycybercollectorworld.tumblr.com http://exactlycybercollectorworld.tumblr.com http://UnlikelyCrusadeCheesecake.tumblr.com http://ShadowyGardenerZombie.tumblr.com http://UnlikelyCrusadeCheesecake.tumblr.com http://AnnoyinglyJollyPolice.tumblr.com

[igrejacatolicapt]

Provando rapidamente que o Islão é uma falsa religião

http://www.igrejacatolica.org/islao-e-uma-falsa-religiao/

Provando rapidamente que o Islão é uma falsa religião

Igreja Católica/>

O Islão considera Jesus como profeta mas nega que era Deus. Mas o próprio Jesus ensina que Ele era Deus.