I have always known
That at last I would
Take this road, but yesterday
I did not know that it would be today.
- Narihira [tr. by Kenneth Rexroth]
as the months wear on, i find myself becoming more like my mother; flighty, wild, quick, reclusive, and private. either that, or i’m seeing the world for what it is and am realizing it’s really not such a fun place.
anyway, i wanted to stop in and talk about something i learned much time ago:
do not judge people by their appearances.
i mean, yes, don’t look at someone and say “s/he isn’t pretty or handsome”, but also, don’t look to someone at a first glance and say “wow s/he is so beautiful”. they might not be.
some of the most beautiful and gorgeous faces you think you’ve ever seen conceal some of the ugliest, decaying, and rotting souls.
some people look like lions, yet have the hearts of cowards.
some people dress the part, yet are so far removed from truly living by the principles of what they display.
some people look like friends, then become your enemies.
bottom line: be careful, and don’t be fooled. trust your heart to follow the truth and don’t let anything (or anyone) shove you off the straight path.
Ever since I heard all of these issues within the Ummah, I’ve literally been wishing that med school would go faster so that I could provide whatever medical help that I could. It’s almost like every second I’m away is physical pain, y’know?
oh goodness, alhamdulillah you understand it, you understand exactly how it feels. it HURTS.
I WANT YOU TO COME WITH ME
COME WITH ME HA
COME WALK WITH ME AND TALK WITH THE ORPHANS, SIT WITH THE FRIENDS OF THE MARTYRS AND WIPE THEIR TEARS AND LISTEN TO THE STORIES OF THE BROTHERS AND SISTERS TAKEN FROM THEIR FAMILIES WITH NO CHANCE TO SAY A GOODBYE
COME WITH ME!
COME WITH ME AND LIVE A DAY IN THEIR SHOES, IF THEY ARE FORTUNATE ENOUGH TO HAVE SHOES.
COME WITH ME AND THEN GO BACK TO YOUR HOUSE AND TRY TO CHEER YOURSELF UP ENOUGH TO GO BLOG SOME B.S. ABOUT WHAT YOU THINK YOU KNOW ABOUT FIGHTING AND SACRIFICE BECAUSE TRUST ME, YOU DON’T KNOW ANYTHING.
COME WITH ME IF YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO LOOK AT YOURSELF IN THE MIRROR AND SAY THAT YOU’RE A DECENT HUMAN BEING
COME WITH ME
She didn’t want to,
but they marched her past the slain.
Tears fell on bloodstains
and snow fell on eyelashes
blinking away the sight.
the Osprey…. looks stupid on the ground, but downright majestic in the air
i can spot a fake so fast… you filthy hypocrite, i hope you get your head lopped off by the mujahideen and i hope you know it’s coming too, i hope they drag you out of the hole you live in and stake you in the sunlight, i hope you’re ended by the people you mocked and ridiculed with your sneaky slimy BS existence, i hope they find you and make you regret ever letting the word “Muslim” come out of your disgusting mouth.