I am...
I am the servant
Of Sublime Delicacy,
I am the agent
Of the Utmost Sensitivity,
I am the gift
Of Divine Mercy,
I am the Most Beloved of God,
The Bar above the Dot,
Wrapped in a
Fragile Humanity.
Of Sublime Delicacy,
I am the agent
Of the Utmost Sensitivity,
I am the gift
Of Divine Mercy,
I am the Most Beloved of God,
The Bar above the Dot,
Wrapped in a
Fragile Humanity.
I was out past midnight with my friend, Longhair, when all virtuous people have already gone to sleep. We spoke about God, love, woman and sex. I said that men (okay, let's just say me alone) are perpetually in the movie, 'Sixth Sense', but unlike the spooky little boy who could see dead people, I would instead whisper breathlessly "...I see hot babes...".
We also spoke about Muhammad. He reminded me of an old sunnah (tradition) of the Prophet - One day, he was asked, "Who is a Muslim?" To which Muhammad Habibullah replied, "It is he from whom anyone need not fear harm, whether to be caused by his hands or his words."
I think today is as good as any day for you Muslims to raise the Bar and reject the deformed perception of many of your co-religionists who are changing their Faith of Moderation to suit their violent and bigoted ideas of what makes a Muslim.
Have a harmless Sabbath, sunshine.
Pax Taufiqa.
Footnote - Picture is the interior of al-Aqsa Mosque, Jerusalem. Courtesy of Syful Studios.
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