Allah reveled to Hazrat Musa A.S
"O Musa, the first one who died from my creation was Iblis, because he disobeyed me; and I count the one who disobeys Me among the dead."
~Ad-Da wad-Dawa
Imam Ibn Al Qayyim
We walk the paths that fate has drawn, and those destined to walk shall carry on.
Our sustenance is scattered wide,
but what is ours will not be denied.
If death is written in a land,
in no other place will one have their last stand.
Imam Al- Qurtubi
ھل جزاء الاحسان الا الاحسان۔
When you use your tongue for other than Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala, It's only natural that you're going to mess up at some point.
صبر صدمے کی پہلی چوٹ پہ کیا جاتا ہے۔
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with every strike, does your soul burn?
An elephant was walking the sea, to reach his cave. The evening breeze creating beautiful ripples in water. Suddenly his foot get stuck in a spider's web.
Well that makes him angry.
he's already getting late.
he has to cook dinner after reaching cave.
he shouted spider's name.
'Marcus!' 'dude, clean your mess and release my foot'
Marcus reached down.
With a scissor in his hand.
After struggling for 15 minute he finally succeeded in releasing Brook's foot.
Time to show people that,
I'm quiet, not silent.
Bek mefem.
Bek bidem.
The smallest of the wounds hurt the most
"Even when you know death is coming, the ablaze of it all is still sudden."
Stupidity is buying and reading a book named "They both die at the end" and then crying like a kid when they really do
Chaos bends to calm.
If anyone could've saved me it would've been you.🖤
If I cannot scream, Then I will bleed
bleed ink on ruffled pages
then my words will scream
and free the muffled cries
I will tell fake turths,unreal lies
and wait till they become
a weapon of their own
for me to use & take my vengeance
I will spill so much blood
brutalize them all
just the way they slaughter my sanity
played with my conscious like a cat with mouse
scratching, scaring, drawing blood
leaving it to die slow death.
And then I will step in the grave of my own
the one I diged before this reform
or maybe I won't get time to reach
maybe I kill myself with them
feeling my blood mixing with them
because you see I am also not so innocent
That's the tricky thing about honesty. It cuts both ways, that sword which is why I am so wary of wielding it.
~The Fury
They say we don't know where,when & how will we die
but what about how'd we feel while facing death
do you think you'll be in denial, gratitude or hysteria?
I'll let you know what I do think
I think I'll think of beautiful spots
I'll think of the people I loved and cherished
The beautiful tall trees, the sunsets and skies
The spring in bloom, the rage of rain
The softness of snow,the ferocity of wind
I'll remember all the long walks I had
The first sips of coffe and smell before that
I don't know a lot but know this one
I'll die a brutal and beautiful death.
"When we are young." Mariana said, "and afraid when we are shamed, and humiliated something happens. Time stops. It freezes, in that moment. A version of us is trapped, at that age-forever."
"Trapped where?" asked Liz, one of the group.
"Trapped here." Mariana tapped the side of her head. "A frightened child is hiding in your mind still unsafe; still unheard and unloved. And the sooner you get in touch with that child and learn to communicate with them, the more harmonious your life will be."
I must have looked dubious because Mariana delivered the killer blow directly to me:
"After all, that's what he grew you for, isn't it. Elliot? A strong adult body, to look after him and his interests? To take care of him, protect him?"
Character is fate.
-Hiracleitis
Jason turned on the shower. The water was too hot and it lashed against his face, his skin, burning him.
What a relief to feel that pain, a welcome distraction from all his thinking... from everything that he had to do... everything that lay ahead.
He closed his eyes and burned.
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