When people are killed because of their faith and the world remains silent; it is like normalising hate.
Picture caption: A man places flowers and pays his respects at the scene in London, Ontario, on Monday, June 7.
I wonder what the result would be if both sides had the same military hardware. Disproportionate warfare is cowardice.
I walked the graveyard and looked at names of those I should have praised. Long gone are they so I say:
Don’t put roses of my grave
to make regret your master and you the slave.
Be in my company and together we the live the gaze
of the One who is all worthy of praise.
Image by MUHAMMED BAHCECİK from Pixabay (Young boy memorising the Holy Quran)
The Prophet Yusuf (Joseph) thrown down a well! His father received the fake news of his death – blood and gore! His inward eye was never blind to truth but, his sons believed in their truth. Fake news is not new.
Kane & Abel was Chapter 1 for Death & Burial. Today, like Seneca says, we ‘act like mortals in all that you fear but like immortals in all that you desire.’
Image by Gerhard G. from Pixabay
“Don’t count the days. Make the days count! ” Muhammad Ali
100 Publications is the Victory. What has knocked you out?
Muhammad Ali vs. Sonny Liston. Photo Credit: Neil Leifer 1965
You act like mortals in all that you fear but like immortals in all that you desire. -Seneca.
Faith then, is it what we fear or desire?
Image by Syauqi Fillah from Pixabay
“Then pray for much water as crystal clear
To water God’s pilgrims at the sites they revere
As long as it lasts you’ve nothing to fear.” Ali ibn Abu Talib about the well of Zamzam when ordered to dig Zamzam. (Ibn Ishaq. The Life of Muhammad translated by A.Guillaume
Image credit: Pinterest.
Hatred fuels the fires of hell and torture kindles hatred. Why would human right violations be the order of the state when peaceful alternatives are vivid as the rising sun? Because of Power! ‘Absolute power corrupts absolutely.’
Picture from: theshock.deviantart.com
We live in our little world forgetting we are on the shore of a great universe. We are in our own oblivion, oblvious of the world around us.