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أَعُوذُ بِٱللَّهِ مِنَ ٱلشَّيۡطَٰنِ ٱلرَّجِيمِ، بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

if words were wands, i'd probably be harry already, choose from a million different cores to paint any of countless canvases the mind has fathomed since our intersection first dawned. alhamdulillah the blessings are plenty, like fortresses against calamity bec they all came from our Creator Who knew since long before, the measure of all matter and what helps or hurts inevitably. truly though i think the Aiel were right about this life, its of us anyhow, this life is but a dream from which we wake and go, so sometimes we gotta self-remind to not attach too much on things that feel like weights we can't control. i dont think i'll message again, since you opened the window for me to see just enough in, how your journey fares, or least what occupies the mind, not that land tho, i know, the heaviness of what He decreed is just difficult to palpate sometimes. i see some bits and pieces of His plan, how the end of times formulates, how man descends and regresses into worse than pigs or apes, but for me, inside of my bones, i know what i am...just a slave, who controls not the wind nor waters nor weapons nor knaves, such elements He causes to act as He wishes the path to evolve in to...the burden of this knowing, that such tragedy and calamities some of beloved will face...what can i say? my words are poor as tourniquets, such is the bleeding that those who truly bled feel, a feeling too well acquainted. i know this: there is no salve here, on this earth, this plane, justice will not be sated here, it is a well that we scarce drink from, though our thirst is deep as the ocean itself. i wish they took a page from Gandhi or Mandela, dropped resistance level to zero, and said unto God Himself: "we are Yours, do whatsoever You please, we will stop none for we have no power to do so, none among creation comes for our aid, so You and only You are our Aid forever more". who says this but one who hungers for reunity with their Maker? my pains and troubles in comparison are few, i should be grateful, alhamdulillah, but i don't think most people care to internalize how powerless they truly are in the grand scheme of things...it's terrifying and pretty much just an acceptance on the level of oblivion. a deep realization to be sure, and not one suited for most people. but grace is from Allah, and that is Whom i hope all of my beloved remember our return is for.