Know.

Nothing will be unless Allah chooses such. Nothing will change unless Allah chooses such.

Everyone I am worried about is under the care and knowledge of Allah, and nothing will ever change that.

We will only beg at the doors of providence for the wealth that we have no knowledge of, the wealth we have not seen and have not heard.

And who rejoices more than the one who is before the Oft-Forgiving, Generous King? The Gracious Pardoner.

I know you are likely better than me, so I ask you to ask on my behalf, and I will ask on yours, because beggars come in groups.

May the One who has means, and will never be outdone in Gracious Generosity accept it. 

A humanity turned feral from fear of starvation.

What is found when time is fast and sustenance short, wisdom rare and knowledge vast, information free but material greed abundant. What will I do without the shade of a tree or the light of tomorrow, when the darkness pulls itself over the horizon, like a thick, suffocating blanket. What will I know when good has been abandoned and everything gray embraced until light becomes a distant memory. What will I ask for when I see the kaa'ba with my own eyes for the first time, if they can no longer see from the abundance of tears that have left them, when man walks by the graves and envies the people who lie there waiting for the terror of a glorious day, when man forgets his origins in the vastness of Allah's grace, under the shade of Allah's trees and the springs of Allah's wells, deep in the lush forests of paradise. When these things become a distant memory, and the only care of the humans left breathing on the corpse of earth's surface have forgotten everything associated with our inheritance of good. When we become beasts again, driven only by hunger, lust, and fear.

What will I do if I live to see the days when the living envy the dead. What will you do?

Today I call myself to account. I ask myself if I have prepared anything for the onslaught of what is to come. Preparations for when after those doors once held closed by the strength of the righteousness of Umar ibn Al-Khattab radhi Allah 'anhu finally fall off their hinges, and even the walls on which the frame was hung comes crashing down.

Killing, killing. The inheritance of mankind who has forgotten the inheritance of Allah.

Blood in the streets, and in the homes, and even the righteous will call to the sky, eyes red with tears, and Allah will not answer. Because Allah's promise is true. 

What will I find on that day? Today I find myself lost.

May I lose myself only in preparation.

And may it be.

Love, Allah's sake.

"Allah will say on the Day of Resurrection: 'Where are those who love one another through My glory? Today I shall give them shade in My shade, it being a day when there is no shade but My shade.'"  (Sahih Bukhari)





You left them with me,
oh what do you see?

When you close your eyes,
do you dream of me?

When you are alone,
and you say my name..

When you feel my presence,
when I am so far away?

You left them with me,
and I meet them everyday.

At the corner of solitude,
and wonder at the glory.


I am not sad, though I miss you,
I don't blame myself, and I don't blame you..
I don't need a reason, because what I feel is true.
I guess I didn't lie when I said part of me is with you.
And you can't give it back.. even if you want,
Because even in my dreams.. you still rest on my lap.

You didn't shed a tear, or maybe a few,
But I don't mind, because you don't have to..
And the saddest thing is that you know it's all true.
There have always been more than enough for two.
Because I donate enough of them to keep you afloat.
In my mind where you drift without a paddle or boat.
And I don't regret any of them, I am not of that sort.
And if you ask Allah, He will tell you the truth,
Because love and compassion for His sake is all I really need.
And I don't mind any of them, as long as they still remind me of you. 

I saw your picture and it made me sad, because there is a light there that I used to know that I want to always be there. Always, no matter what.

You took me away, and showed me everything, and you gave back everything but you can't give back my feathers.. what is love and compassion if it isn't giving without need?

Thank you.

And I don't mind a thing as long as they still remind me of you.

Alhamdullilah.




Ramadhan, 2010.. I will always remember you.


 12/11/10-27/6/11


You told me a place where Allah's wants are higher.  

July 23rd, 2011

:'(


Allah. 

Account

I wonder if they ever wrote down the count. 

People don't typically do that if they are in a position of convenience. Keeping count of what someone else is doing against their own desires for you is difficult if you aren't empathetic enough to suffer a bit along with them. Empathy is rare though. Very rare. 



Interestingly, it is easy to focus on the negative aspects of a thing, but it is enlightened to consider yourself lucky to be free of much, much worse things at the same time. 



Speaking of compromise is worthless if you aren't willing to compromise. haha. 


Alhamdullilah, Lord of the Worlds.