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Don't turn away from truthHow many ears must one person have
before he can hear people cry?
And how many deaths will it take till he knows
that too many people have died?
And how many years can some people exist
before they are allowed to be free?
And how many times can a man turn his head
and pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind.
Lyrics from a song by Bob Dylan
on my mindYou're constantly on my mind,
almost everyday and night.
I wonder how this could be
while you haven't ever been with me.
Sometimes I miss your cheeky smile and teasing jokes.
That's how I realise you're gone..
Only to find myself all alone.
Mutter ErdeWortlos und doch so ausdrucksstark
liegt hier die klare Botschaft da
und macht Worte unnoetig.
Sanfte Brisen streifen das Land
und dunkles, grenzenloses, sternbedecktes Baldachin ueberdacht sie,
die anmutig schlaeft,unsere Mutter.
Ruhend nun um in neuer Bluete den Morgen freudig zu begruessen.
Schoenheit spricht Deine Botschaft stumm aus,mein Geliebter.
Wer sehen will,der wird begreifen,
dass in ihm selbst auch die Botschaft liegt.
Ewig soll die Sonne deiner Schoenheit strahlen,mein Geliebter.
Ewig soll unsere Mutter gesegnet sein.
ChainedEach one a Hero,
each one soo blessed.
Each of you a pattern
for those HE left.
What a disgrace I have been
unworthy in my own eyes to call myself your follower.
This tears I shed about your oppression is all I have
and a loving heart to support you..What is it worth?
Where did all the love go they pledge to HIM??
Where did it go?
Why do they close their eyes to what happened after HIM
and even paint it as THE golden age?
While I sit here by myself and contemplate
I feel soo depressed!
My lungs are close to bursting
and my throat is burnt.
I see your blood being shed
AGAIN AND AGAIN
and noone intervenes.
I feel soo weak and unable to comprehend.
words of adviceShould poverty , illness and death not exist, man would not bow to anything.
- Imam Hussein a.s.
The most merciful person is the one who forgives when he is able to revenge.
- Imam Hussein a.s.
Know that Surely the world's sweetness and bitterness are all (nothing but)dreams. Awareness is solely in the hereafter. The winner is the one, who wins the other world and the wretched is the one who becomes wretched in it.
- Imam Hussein a.s.
The scholar who derives benefit from his knowledge is better than 70,000 devotees.
- Imam Muhammad AlBaqir a.s.
I admonish you regarding five things:
If you are wronged, do not commit wrong doing to others.
If you are betrayed, do not betray anyone.
If you are called a liar, do not be furious.
If you are praised, do not be jubilant.
If you are criticized do not fret and think of what is said in criticism.
If you find in yourself what is criticized about you, then you are falling down in the eyes of God.
When you are furious about the truth, it is much gre
each tear a pearlOne after another you roll down my cheeks,
warm as ever,loyal companions of my eyes.
If your essence shall dry one day,
with the blood of my heart I'll replace it,
without hesitation,straight away!
And through how many nights did you accompany me?
When noone less than Him listened to my sadness and agony!
Never again will I waste you,precious companions of my eyes
on myself and me.
Too selfish have I been with doing that,you see.
Now since my heart knows greater grief,
my eyes you only for their sorrows do leave.
Praise be to GodHow beautiful it is, seeing you in the mirrors of our hearts;
feeling your encompassing presence, in the moments of our lives.
How precious are seconds, with your everflowing help and guidance;
seeing your celestial beauty, away from the fast life and crowds.
AsSadiq's Scattered Pearls"He whose eyes shed tears for our blood which has been shed,
or for our rights which have been usurped,
or for the humiliation meted out to us or to one of our followers,
Allah shall accommodate him in paradise."
Knowledge is the comrade of the faithful believer, clemency is his supporter, patience is the commander of his army, lenience is his brother, and charity is his father.
As for those who practice without guidance, they are like him who walks without choosing a definite path. The more he walks, the remoter he becomes.
Beware of the two annihilating characteristics-they are issuing verdicts out of your own opinion and betaking what you do not know as creed.
Faith is not identified through outer appearances and hopes. Faith is that which is pure in the hearts and assured by deeds.
You will not be regarded as (true) believers before you see the misfortunes as graces and the luxury as disaster.
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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