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Even in the belly of whale, there was hope.

what everyone is looking for?

won't this existential maelstrom ever allow me to sleep? seems it won't.

no word is more beautiful than the word, 'beautiful'.

the extent to which i can stay calm, scares me at some point.

whenever i made this inner self a lantern; burning away every kind of lust, i always found the way. and that way was always of righteousness. serenity.

the heart must be tamed. the restlessness of the soul must be directed to the actual cause. to be able to receive the light (nur), the self must be discovered and annihilated.

why rubbers behind pencils?

like beads from the same rosary. side by side. identical. connected. inseparable.

only Lord knows who is protecting whom

heart has to be polished before it can hold nur. an untrained qalb receiving something that pure would be like keeping something sacred in an unclean place.

the debate isn't whether what you feel is true or not. the debate is whether you have become someone who deserve to know the answer.

have you prepared yourself to hold, what you have been asking Him for?