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『雪上に墨を加う』 ムラカミロキカク 弾き語り３マン

開店19時半　開演20時　席料3,000円（２ドリンク付） （ソフトドリンク500円～アルコールドリンク600円～食べ物持ち込みは自由。飲み物持ち込みは有料です。）

出演：ムラカミロキ、頭痛の種、kubobon(meril)

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●Timetable 19:30 開場 20:00 ムラカミロキ 20:30 転換 20:45 頭痛の種 21:15 転換 21:30 kubobon(meril) 22:00 終演

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■“Setsujyo Ni Sumi Wo Kuwau (Add ink to the snow)” MurakamiLoki presents - Acoustic 3act Concert - ●Date and Time Friday, Mar 15th, 2024 Open. 19:30 / Start. 20:00 ●Venue “KIDBOX” Kameari 5-32-16 Kameari,Katsushika-ku, Tokyo 125-0061 Japan ●Charge ￥3,000-(W2D) ●Act MurakamiLoki / Zutsu No Tane (Seed of headaches) / kubobon (meril) ●Timetable 19:30 開場 Open 20:00 ムラカミロキ MurakamiLoki 20:45 頭痛の種 Zutsu No Tane (Seed of headaches) 21:30 kubobon (meril) 22:00 終演 End “KIDBOX” Kameari TEL: 03-3606-6068 Mail: doobie-1@01.246.ne.jp Website: https://peraichi.com/landing_pages/view/kidbox/

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“Rowland Calm As Hour Nears For Extermination,” Saskatoon Star-Phoenix. November 7, 1932. Page 3. ---  BELIEF OFFICER TOO BUSY MOVING OFFICES TO WORRY ABOUT WARNING; MEANWHILE CAMP FOR SINGLE MEN COMES INTO BEING --- Business as usual was this morning’s motto for Frank J. Rowland, city relief officer, an advance notice of whose t intended assassination this afternoon at 3 o’clock was published Saturday. Mr. Rowland, who has invited all of his friends to be present, admitted that he had been unable to arrange for a much earlier hour, as requested by the press, but stated that he had secured a promise that his finish would come -somewhere about two o’clock. 

He was too busy today establishing himself in his new quarters in a city-owned garage building at First Avenue and Nineteenth Street to discuss the event further, except to undertake that he would be present for the event, if possible.

The threat was made last week by an unknown visitor who told Mr. Rowland that he would be finished if nc meal tickets were issued to the single unemployed.

CITY’S RESPONSIBILITY ENDS No meal tickets were issued today, and the relief camp was opened at the Exhibition Grounds, with men registering during the morning. 

Chief Constable G. M. Donald informed a crowd that gathered at the new relief office that the government had opened the camp, and that the city was no longer in any way responsible for them.

The concentration camp for single unemployed homeless men established here by the provincial government under the direction of P. J. Philpott, was opened this morning. Saturday and Sunday 34 men applied for admission to the camp, and when visited last night were found to be comfortably quartered. Bunks and other camp facilities were available this morning to accommodate approximately 450 men, it is understood. 

During the past two weeks single jobless applying for assistance here were issued with meal and bed tickets. With the opening of the camp today this system of providing relief will be discontinued. Tickets were only issued for two meals per day. Three substantial meals with every reasonable comfort and convenience will be provided the men at the camp. 

City relief offices were today operating in new quarters at the corner of Nineteenth Street and First Avenue. All office equipment and records were moved from the Third Avenue school building yesterday, and at the usual time this morning the doors were opened and the unemployed were receiving their regular grocery orders. 

The building housing relief headquarters was formerly a garage. It has a floor space of 120 by 50 feet. The 'front portion of the building has been divided off into offices for Mr. Rowland and his assistants. The women's department is also in the front of the building. A large waiting room, the employment department and space for a butcher shop occupy the remaining space. 

Now occupying a part of the basement of the city hall, the clothing relief bureau will be moved to the building vacated by the relief department. No clothing would be issued during the next 24 hours, or until such time as the bureau . x had moved all stock on hand and equipment to the new quarters, Alderman Charles Nash, chairman of the executive in charge of the bureau, stated today. Donations of clothes would, however, be received at the old stand in the basement of the city hall. The telephone number, which is 3606, would not be changed, he said. 

BUTCHER SHOP, TOO Establishment of a butcher shop will be a new departure for the relief department here. Since June unemployed have been issued with groceries and other supplies from the city relief store, but meat, bread and milk have been supplied through the usual channels. Jobless were permitted to get their meat on vouchers issued on local butcher shops. 

Under the new arrangement all meat will be issued through the city butcher shop, which will likely be in operation in the course of another week. Mr. Rowland believed I the meat would be issued on a value basis. Accordingly anyone entitled to $1 worth of meat could choose the variety wished up to the value of the voucher. 

When the camp was visited by a reporter last night the men were just finishing their evening meal consisting of meat, potatoes, bread and butter, coffee and prunes. A long battery of stoves had been set up along one end of the government exhibit building where all the meals will be cooked for all men at the camp. The facilities for cook-, ing including all essential equipment would do justice to a very large restaurant. Off to one side in a separate room where the temperature was kept quite low, two butchers were busy cutting up a carcass of beef for today's requirements. A large room equipped with shelves accommodated all non-perishable stores. 

The main portion of the huge building was filled with rows and rows of bunks built of lumber. On one side was a large room which will be fitted up with shelves and will be occupied by the camp medical officer. On the other side of the building a door opened into the delousing plant the toilets and baths. All the clothes worn by the men when they enter camp are put through the delousing plant which consists of a steam tight chamber into which steam is forced under pressure. From the steam chest the clothes are taken to the driers. Sufficient laundry facilities have also been established to meet all requirements. 

Six large furnaces kept the building at a uniform temperature of nearly 70 degrees. 

In all parts of the building men were busy cleaning up or attending to some routine task, and apparently quite satisfied with the conditions of the camp. Not only was the camp clean but every essential comfort and convenience was available. 

Applications for admission to the camp would be received from 9 a.m. to 4 p.m. camp officials announced. This rule, which would go into force today, would continue to apply indefinitely, it was stated. 

As admitted the men will be supplied with necessary blankets. Some of the men questioned said they each had three good warm blankets. They were also well satisfied with the food. 

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Titel: That’s Your Patronus?!

Pairing: Lucius x Muggleborn!Female!Slytherin!Reader 

Prologue: You had been secretly admiring Lucius Malfoy for quite some time. But, as you were a muggleborn he had only glared in your direction and jabbed at you with remarks of how you did not belong in Slytherin. But, when he finds you bruised and battered by a couple of Gryffindor boys handy work he leads you away to a secret room with a worried look across his beautiful face. In the end, Lucius is the one baffled by your own secret...

Setting: Hogwarts, Room of Requirements, Seventh Year

A/N: So this is my first Lucius fic ever, I have wanted to write one for quite some time now and this idea has been with me for just as long of a time. I hope you will enjoy it! ^^ 

ABBR.: | (y/n) - Your Name |

Word Count: 3606

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Physical Injury, Bullying, Kissing

Masterlist page // Masterlist post // AO3

You had been crying for the last fifteen minutes. Why do they have to be so mean? I never did anything to them… Your thoughts only made the salty tears roll down your cheeks at a more rapid pace. You couldn’t figure it out. You had always been picked on. The Slytherins picked on you for being a muggleborn, the Gryffindors picked on you for being a Slytherin. You had friends in both Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw but you weren’t the outspoken one. You were, well, you were shy and insecure. Who wouldn’t be with constant picking and bullying? 

So you hid in an empty corridor as you wept from the ache in various parts of your body. They were clever in that sense, they didn't use magic since it could be traced back to their wands if one simply did a Priori Incantato spell and there would be the evidence for all to see. So, instead, there were kicks and hits, slaps and threats. In all honesty, that was worse than the magical jinxes and hexes. How much do you have to hate someone to physically punch them? Kick them? What did I do..?  

You sobbed as you scrunched yourself up into a little black ball between a pillar and a statue. “What did they do?” The stern and clear voice of Lucius Malfoy snapped your head up despite your eyes being red and your cheeks wet. You blushed at the sight of him while you hastily wiped away the tears. His eyes had widened at the sight of your marked face. A cut lip, a bruising jaw and swollen cheek where a blotchy red mark from a harsh slap was visible. 

You tried to smile gently as you shook your head. Your stomach was in knots and you could not help but wonder why it had to be him of all people who found you in such a state. “(Y/n), answer,” he commanded as he glared down at you. The light from a nearby torch danced across his high cheekbones and the long blond hair seemed to shimmer. He was perfection in your mind.  “Not-nothing, I’m fine,” you stuttered out as you lowered your gaze from him. Go away, I don’t need you to bash on me more, actually, I’d rather take another beating than hearing foul things from your mouth…  

His pale, slender hand appeared before your face and you reeled back from the surprise. “Up,” he commanded and you looked up at him as he folded and unfolded his hand to, in a way, ask for your hand. “Why?” you asked with a low voice. He simply tucked his chin in and looked at you with raised eyebrows. You tentatively took his hand and he pulled you up with ease. “Come on,” he said quickly with finality to his voice and tugged on your hand so you stumbled along slightly behind him as he marched to-, well, to somewhere. 

Your eyes kept darting up towards his face as your blush grew deeper while your heart pounded as your hand felt incredibly warm in his pale one. You had no clue where you were or where you were going as all you could see was him by your side holding your hand and dragging you along. 

It wasn’t until he stood still that you looked around. He was glaring at the wall before you and a moment later a door appeared. You gawked at it but your attention wasn’t fully on it as Lucius still had a tight grip of your hand. Once the door was fully formed he opened it and pulled you in with harsh movements that felt better than they should have. That somehow took away all your notion of throbbing pain in other parts of your body. 

You had worshipped him, pined for him and longed for him desperately the last two years. But you were nothing to him. All he did was glare and hiss at you; as often as he could it seemed. So that he held your hand was some kind of world-altering experience as you had only been able to guess what his skin felt like, if his slender fingers were strong or not, if he would pull or wait. Well, now you had your answers. 

The room was pitch black as the door closed and then little twinkling lights shimmered and shined in the ceiling while a fire roared to life all the way over on the other side of the gigantic room. You took a deep breath as it suddenly felt as if you weren’t being crushed by harsh stone walls any longer. You had needed the space, without even being aware of it yourself. Okay, usually I just go outside when I feel like that and it helps. I didn’t- who knew a room like this existed? How is this existing? It’s as huge as the Great Hall for Salazar’s sake! 

You looked around with wide eyes but snapped out of it as Lucius let go of your hand before he walked over to a rather huge sofa of the darkest green shade. You instantly wrapped your arms right under your breasts in comfort. You hugged yourself as you looked at his back. He walked with such grace and poise it was hard not to stare. The blonde hair that hung loosely around his shoulders that was covered with the Slytherin House marked cloak. 

“(Y/n), come,” he said without looking back at you and your body jolted into a brisk walk. He sat down on the sofa and once you reached it yourself you stopped, hesitated. Were you supposed to sit beside him? As if he had read your mind he patted the cushioned seat right bloody next to him. You bit your lower lip and took a seat. 

You smoothed out your skirt and kept your knees pressed tightly together. You were no longer crying but you were a sordid mess next to the perfection that was Lucius. You felt his eyes rove over you as you held your gaze transfixed on your fidgeting hands that laid atop your thighs. Yet somehow, you were smiling. It wasn't that much of a surprise actually. you were always smiling. It was nearly a habit but also genuine.

“Tell me,” he said rather clearly, “what happened this time?” he continued with a voice that was perhaps a tad softer. You weren’t quite sure. About his voice or what you were supposed to tell him. His pale hand grabbed your fidgeting ones in a steady grip and you gasped. You couldn’t help it as he nearly gave you a heart attack with the sudden move and strength of his long fingers. “Tell me,” he urged and his voice was a bit clipped. Harsh actually. 

You furrowed your brow as you dared a look at the young man you were so utterly enthralled with. Who had filled your nights with steaming dreams and your warm showers with thoughts of wandering hands and echoing moans. But it had always ended the moment you remembered that he was disgusted by you. By your blood status.

But there he was, holding your hands in his. There he was, seated beside you in your solitude. There he was, wondering what had caused you such pain. And there you were, feeling utterly miserable as the only thing you could think was that you were about to be terribly broken one way or another. No good could simply come from being so close to him, it wasn't possible.

“It was nothing, they just teased me for not being able to produce the Patronus in defence against the dark arts today…” Your voice was low as you tried your best not to lose your courage to speak while you looked at his magnificent face. He let out a little hiss. “Dunderheads, the lot of them.” Your eyes widened in surprise. That was a rather mild comment as it came from him. You had heard far more colourful descriptions of Gryffindors from his lips. 

But his voice, that was what somewhat shocked you. He sounded angry. But why on earth would he be? He took jabs at you all the time, made sure you knew your place - not in Slytherin and not in proximity to him or other purebloods. He was eager in every way to push you down, down, down. 

Your thoughts drifted to the lesson that was the base for that day’s bullying. You had tried, with all your might, to produce your Patronus. You had done it a few times before, away from others. And since you knew what your Patronus was - well, it put a kink in your will to show it to others. So even if you had truly tried with all your might, your will had not been in it. 

“Do you not have happy memories?” Lucius’s voice broke through the light fog that clouded your mind and you smiled in a gentle yet kind of sad way. “I do,” you said as your fiddled with your fingers, your hands in your lap as he had released you a moment earlier. “But?” You peeked at him from the side and he looked at you intently, as if he actually cared or wanted to know. I need to be careful, he might, might just be setting me up for something… “I didn’t want to do it,” you shrugged while you spoke in a low voice. 

There was a moment of silence and Lucius had grabbed your hand yet again. It sent jolts of warmth through you and you did your best to hide your feelings, hide what you knew was a lost cause and an endless torrent of heartache and pain. “Why?” The word was quite simple, so was the question. Yet you found that you didn’t know how to answer it. Could you tell him about your Patronus? Could you tell him how you feared it would make you an even easier target for bloodshaming and bullying? Could you trust him enough for that? 

No, no you couldn’t. But you could tell him your reason for not wanting - without giving away too much. “I-, I didn’t want others to see my patronus.” “A patronus is something to take pride in,” Lucius said as he gave your hand a little tug and forced you to give him your attention, “not to hide away.” You tilted your head at his words. Sure, you say that now. Your patronus is a damn peacock! Nothing to hesitate about, it’s just beautiful and perfectly suited for you. Proud and independent, majestic yet wonderfully gentle. So yeah, of course, you’d say that… A damn peacock is nothing to mine… 

“Show me,” he said with that voice that was as gentle as it was dismissive. He just had it in him, his status, purity and family were so imprinted that he carried himself and spoke in a way that wreaked superiority, even when he doesn’t mean to sound harsh he still dose. “I-, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” you mumbled out as your cheeks blushed. You felt it creep down your throat and further down to your chest covered with your shirt and tie. “Show me,” he said again and you looked into his beautiful eyes. His face framed by long, blond hair and his features were chiselled to perfection. 

You swallowed as heat swirled through your veins and gathered in the pit of your stomach. You could not help but imagine what his warm hand would have felt like if he caressed you in places none had before. How it would have felt if he had pressed his lips against yours. How it would have felt to hear words of endearment from him. The thoughts made you shiver while you were incredibly warm. 

You shook your head. He glared at you, even if there was another emotion that swirled in his bright eyes of the clearest grey. He always glared at you so it wasn't really something new. Yet it felt different when you were seated so close, while you were alone in a hidden room. It was different, yet the same. As landscapes changed with the seasons, it was different but still the same.  

He released your hand and produced his wand. “Expecto Patronum,” he said with conviction and strength to his voice. A bright light swirled from the tip of his wand as a peacock emerged in a silvery-blue light. It spread its tailfeathers and pranced around in a display of some swaying and soft sort. It looked quite astoundingly beautiful so up close. You could not help but stare at it with awe. But you did not wish for another Patronus, you loved your Patronus - it was just so different… 

“I’ve shown you mine, show me yours.” You took a shaky breath. His words were harsh and not to be refused. You knew him well enough to know that you had no way of getting out without producing your Patronus for him to see. “I’m sorry,” you said as you produced your own wand, “I’m not sure you’ll like it.” “Do you like it?” “I love it,” you replied with rosy cheeks and an embarrassed smile. “Than I should think I will find it intriguing.” You chuckled at his words. I think you’re right, for good or bad.  

You rose and took a step forward, so as to give yourself a little space from him. He clouded your mind and you couldn’t focus when he was so close. You racked your brain, searched for a memory that could fill you up and help bring forth your Patronus. When you found it you allowed it to consume you and then you flicked your wand up a bit higher. “Expecto Patronum,” you said as steadily as you could with that gentle voice of yours. 

“Holy Merlin-!” was the first thing that was heard as your Patronus stood proudly next to his little peacock that swiftly disappeared as Lucius’s focus was broken. You peered up as you craned your neck. Your classmates had showcased everything from mice to bears, horses to dolphins, tigers and owls - but your Patronus was on another level. “ That’s your patronus?! ” Lucius nearly shrieked and you looked towards him. He was paler than pale, pushed back into the sofa as his bulging eyes stared, he nearly gawked, at the T-Rex that had sprouted from your wand - fueled by happy memories.

The T-Rex walked around in the huge room for a moment, its teeth gleamed white from the light and so did the claws and eyes. It was a weirdly viciously beautiful sight and you did truly adore it. Your Patronus. “Yes, that is my patronus,” you said as you looked at the T-Rex. “ What the bloody hell is that thing?! ” You chuckled at his ignorance. “What, you’ve never seen a tyrannosaurus rex?” “A tyrano-what-now?” You chuckled at his confusion. “Tyrannosaurus rex, a T-Rex,” you stated to simplify it for the confused pureblood. “I have not and I hope I never shall!” 

You laughed at his words and horrified look, and the T-Rex seemed to focus on you with a gentle shine of happiness. “What?” Lucius asked in confusion and irritation. “They’re extinct, been for millions of years. They were walking the earth long before us,” you said as you tried to collect yourself from the fit of laughter. “Good,” he muttered as he glared at your Patronus. It glared back and you saw Lucius lower his gaze for a moment. Intimidated by the humongous creature of happy light portraying fangs and claws created and evolved for killing.  

“How can you have such a beast for patronus?” he asked as his gaze slid over to you rather than the T-Rex of happy light. You lowered your gaze a tad as you fidgeted with your fingers. You pulled a bit on your skirt, unknowing of what to say. “You’re so gentle, and weak. How can you have that within you?” His words were harsh and cold yet it felt as if he were not being mean deliberately. Perhaps it was just so ingrained in him? “I don’t know, perhaps because I am gentle?” He looked confused at that. But you continued, “perhaps because I am gentle and weak, as you point out, on the outside. You do not know anything about me or who I am. To you, well to you I’m just a filthy mudblood, no?” 

His head had jerked up at your own insulting words aimed at yourself. He looked at you, anger flashed in his cold eyes and you felt a shiver that travelled through you as you tried your best to hold his gaze. “That’s what I have always been to you, and will always be, a dirty thing only worthy of hateful words,” you continued with a gentle yet sad voice, “you’ve made that quite clear.” His hands fisted and he looked away from you. His lips sealed tightly. Your heart hammered in your chest as you tried your best to hold back the tears that wanted to escape. I will not cry, I will not cry again tonight. I knew, knew this was a bad thing. 

He rose from the sofa as your Patronus vanished. He straightened and you allowed yourself a second to just look at him. Admire him for such a fleeting thing as looks. Because he was gorgeous. Handsome, beautiful even. “Don’t you understand? I have to do that or I would go utterly mad.” Your eyebrows knitted together at his gritted words. “I do not understand, at all.” He glared at you when you spoke. Anger and rage in his eyes. “If I do not make sure you stay away from me I will not be able to stay away from you,” he growled on a hiss and you took an involuntary step back at the coldness of his tone. Yet your heart, your heart fluttered in your chest as his words echoed in your mind. 

“You like me?” you whispered out. “Of course I like you, who the bloody hell wouldn’t?” You gaped at him and tried to find any words to utter but your mind was completely blank. “You’re beautiful, smart, gentle and kind. Always smiling despite everything, always. bloody. smiling! ” he gritted out as if it were a crime against humanity to smile, “how can you possibly be so damn happy? Even now your smiling, you’re bruised and battered, bullied and alone in the world - yet you are still bloody smiling?!” His nostrils flared as he spoke, anger again visible in those cold eyes of his that you wanted to keep looking into for all time to come. 

“The world won’t be a better place just because I allow it to crush me,” you whispered as you tried to contain that smile he spoke of. But it was difficult in his presence as he made you feel such strong emotions that were both happy and sad. Your smile that of both joy and sheer will to not let things smash you into pieces. A self-defence mechanism and at the same time just who you were, how you were.

His face smoothed out, surprise in his eyes this time as he just looked at you. Baffled. “It won’t be a better place just because you smile either,” he countered. “No, but at least it won’t be worse.” He huffed at that and looked away. For a moment you felt a need to just lash out at him, release all the pent up anger, sorrow, hurt and misery. But that was not you. No, you were kind and gentle and would suffer in solitude if the awful emotions needed to come out. 

“You’re an idiot,” he grunted on a sigh. “Perhaps,” you said in return. “Or maybe I’m the idiot.” You knitted your brows at him again. “I don’t think so,” you responded with a pondering voice as you tried to contain your emotions and not let your mind run wild with the desire you felt for him, “why would you be the idiot? You’re smart, ambitious, excellent at many things. Popular.” “Yes, but if I were smart I would not be here alone, with you,” he hissed as he stepped towards you.  “Why?” you asked, your breath caught in your throat as he was inching ever closer. “Because if I was not alone I wouldn’t be able to do idiotic things,” he continued as he stopped right before you. “Like?” you whispered as your heart hammered from his proximity and your head fuzzed over from the manly scent that wafted from him, a gentle yet firm aroma that smelled like heaven; or hell - you weren’t quite sure. “This,” he growled and grabbed your chin before he smashed his warm lips against yours. 

For a moment you felt nothing, and then - everything. All the longing, desire, love and affection bubbled up along with the fear and sorrow of all hurtful things he had done to you. It was too much, too many emotions and you could not contain the tears that had been wanting to be released. So you cried silently as he kissed you with passion, his arms wrapped themselves around you as your hands grabbed his uniform and tried to pull him even closer. 

When the kiss was broken and you both panted while you looked at each other he reached up and wiped away your tears. “I don’t understand,” you murmured as you worried your lip. He tilted your head with a finger under your chin. “You do not need to understand.” “But-” “Always smiling and yet when I kiss you, you cry,” he said to cut you off and you felt a smile tug at your lips. You couldn’t help it. “I’m sorry,” you apologized and he raised his brows in a harsh way. You wanted to look away but couldn’t. “Do not apologies, I feel rather special,” he admitted and you could have sworn that his cheeks were taking on a tinge of red for a moment. It made your heart flutter again and somehow you found your courage and pulled him in for another kiss with absolutely no clue as to what was happening or how it would be after you left the secret room. But if this was your moment with him, you would make the most of it...

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Safeguard Your Children And The Youth From Misguided Ideologies And Their Proponents

Safeguard Your Children And The Youth From Misguided Ideologies And Their Proponents

Shaykh Saalih Bin Fawzaan Al-Fawzaan [حفظه الله] said: "Then there is a da’wah which poisons the mindset of the youth against their fathers and their societies – as well as against their rulers. It is likewise a da’wah to corruption which they call Jihaad, it models itself with making permissible the blood of the Muslims as well as those under agreed treaties and the one whose safety is guaranteed, and bringing ruin to the building structures and the residences and the properties [possessions] by way of devastating explosives and horrifying terrorism.

So upon you O Muslims is to be cautious of these hidden gatherings – suspicious meetings; and journeys that are unknown. Safeguard your children from the callers to tribulation, those that sneak in amongst them and so they meet with them and then inculcate them with those very ideologies. Then they cause your sons to become isolated from you – and so you lose them until it is announced concerning them – after they have been captured or after they are killed – after their having engaged in devastation and aggression against the people – or even after their being consigned to the prisons.

So be aware of the callers to tribulation about whom the Prophet [sall Allaahu 'alayhi wa sallam] said:

"They will be from our own people and will speak in our language."¹

Yes; they indeed speak in the name of knowledge and disguise themselves in the garment of religiousness – out of deceit and slyness; out of extremism and going beyond bounds. They declare others to be ignorant or they attribute hypocritical lip service unto them, as well as proceeding in order to attain rank/position and worldly profits. Or that they characterize them with cowardice and lingering behind from Jihaad – and other than that from the false accusations.

How then can you be negligent O Muslims with regard to these people and you are careless in their affair and you leave your children in their hands? They direct them to their destruction as well as your own destruction and the destruction of the society."

Concerning the youth; the Shaykh said elsewhere:

"The youth should avoid the innovators and the people of destructive methodologies and misguided ideologies; they should keep away from them and from their books and instead adhere to the people of knowledge and insight and the people of sound beliefs, they should take knowledge from them and sit and ask them. As for the people of innovation and destructive ideologies; then it is obligatory upon the youth to keep away from them because they are harmful to them and they plant corrupt beliefs amongst them as well as innovations and nonsensical drivel.

The teacher has an effect upon the learner, thus a teacher who is astray will deviate along with the youth and the students, whilst the upright teacher – then at his hand the students and the youth will remain upright."

[Al-aan Has-has Al-Haq, Nasaa-ih Wa Tawjeehaat Wa Kashf Shubuhaat Hawl Hawaadith At-Tafjeeraat, (Page: 80-81) | Al-Ijaabaat Al-Muhimmah Fil Mashaakil Al-Mulimmah, (2/206) | Translated by Abū Haatim M. Farooq]

[1] [Reported by Al-Bukhārī, (No. 3606) | Muslim, (No. 1847) | Translated by Abū Haatim M. Farooq]

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