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Are We True To Our Religions?: http://imtiazmuhsin.com/article/9-are-we-true-to-our-religions.html
Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
On Casual Terms with Bruce Lee
What can I say to the great man who was my childhood hero?
I say ‘Os, master and beloved teacher…you were true, so I remained true.’ I would say it with the hint of a knowing, slightly foolish blush…
You pointed at the truth and the importance of excellence and high quality during my formative years, and tuned my psyche for the reception that was to come…
Let the music tell you how. Listen and read on
The tuning was done. I had to take it from there.
How and why did I figure out (with absolute certainty) that Bruce Lee was a physical demonstration of how to deal with matters of the metaphysical world?
I looked for and found the mind behind the movie-star.
With all due respect to his family, sure, I spent time ogling his spectacular sexy body and dashing good looks…
He certainly attracted me with both eyes… and a wink…
I liked the eye he winked.
It alluringly said, ‘Follow me into the dark alley. I’ll show you mine, if you’ll show me yours.’
He drew sensuously and then slapped the truth into you, mercifully, mercilessly.
You are the last dragon.
The truth never fails to look conspicuously ridiculous wrapped. Like covering poo with a hat…
For as long as I remember, I was acutely conscience and mesmerized by the metaphysical realm within me. I speedily learnt where fairytales ended and reality began. That’s where I lived during my childhood. That’s where I live today. There were no children in the neighbourhood to play with. Those at school were at best, boring.
I was Alice in Wonderland…
I began pondering the difference between aloneness and loneliness when I became aware of the metaphysical world.
Through this world Allah communicates with us via the medium of the angel Mulhim (ilham). Angels are made of Allah’s Light. It is also the same world of the Jinn. We become aware of our Shaitan Qarin Jinnee. It’s a terrifying world and yet, the most comforting. It’s indeed a magical world – you can actually change things at will – through the simple medium of decisive choice – like saying ‘be’ and it is…
A karate chop through bricks… the magic power of mind over matter.
It is a beautiful dimension in time where years of ailing heal within split seconds, and yet it still feels like you’ve been there for ages…
Learning the magic words is to learn how Allah programmed it.
Waving the wand is knowing why…
The metaphysical world also has a landscape – it is full of cemeteries of loved ones – fast asleep in their graves… Ghosts are not ghosts, but a ‘tangible,’ intangible reality of the metaphysical world…
Sometimes the inhabitants of the graves push their way through to the surface – gasping for air – make a loud statement and then vanish back into the physical world, leaving you to go – oops that must have hurt…
You view the whole scene with both eyes with sparkling clean vision.
Purity in the innocence of childhood…?
Walk stoned through the house of horror…
I loved school carnivals because of the house of horror stall.
As an adult, returning to the wonderful realm of the metaphysical world, to realize that the whole thing about life is death, isn’t easy. Preparing for the next stage – the grave. And most importantly, the consequent final stage – Judgement Day and finally the Bridge over Hellfire (Jahannam) leading to Paradise (Jannah)…
Jahannam is a carnivorous creature of Allah that consumes man and Jinn.
Is Fluffy, Allah’s watchdog?
I see the poetry: Jahannam is the smoldering moat beneath Paradise (Jannah)…
Allah is above all creation. Allah does not dwell within creation. Allah is self-sufficient. Jannah and Jahannam are creations wherein creation must eternally reside in another dimension of space and time.
Allah is beyond creature comprehension – simply because only Allah is not created.
To those seeking comprehension of this, I say be realistic and know where to get off, lest you invite insanity, pondering what cannot be pondered. We do not possess the fundamental capacity to ponder it, because we don’t have the all important component of being not-created. You will never have that proof of evidence. Allah will reveal Himself to you, and yet remain forever veiled before mesmerized, swooning eyes…
Is Paradise really paradise and the Hellfire actually hell?
Is Hellfire the only answer to those who wanted Allah unveiled?
Is Paradise for those who are content with secondary evidence and therefore nearer to the Truth – Al-Haq – Allah?
Is it hell to know, or not know?
Is ignorance bliss?
I dive into deep, dark waters illuminated by the Light of Allah… But wait a minute… what’s talk about God doing in a Bruce Lee story…?
All point to the moon to view the heavenly glory, isn’t it?
What does it mean?
The lessons are varied and numerous. Take the metaphor in viewing the light of the sun through the moon (secondary evidence).
You can only view God through both eyes, and that too from behind a veil.
What is Islamic Spirituality (Ihsan)?
Islam is a religion (way) of pointing – of uniting and facing one direction and then pointing together at the declaration of the oneness of God…
It is to perceive Allah as if you see Allah, although you do not see Allah, with the knowledge that Allah sees you.
So rise up through excellence.
Bruce Lee – Unleash The Last Dragon
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Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
My fear is over.
It already happened.
Get over it.
Wake up.
Conquer the vampire within.
May Allah make it easy for all of us.
In addition to the poem Forbidden Fruit Punch, I drew a picture too yesterday:
Seeing Stars Opening Both Eyes
– Sona –
21 September 2013
When you untwist the tangled rope, you are left with just the rope.
You can use it to hang yourself, or escape.
The choice is always yours.
Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
A sheep no more puts it very simply here:
Common Ground
Islam is the only way of life (religion) that makes acceptance of all the Prophets and Messengers of Allah an article of faith.
It unites people from all religions and philosophies on a very down-to-earth basis…
Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
“The hardest thing to explain is the glaringly evident which everybody has decided not to see.”
― Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead
“The highest form of ignorance is to reject something you know nothing about.”
― Dr. Wayne W. Dyer
Peace be upon those rightly guided.
Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
BREAKING NEWS: Prophet Muhammad’s Name Found in the Bible
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“If we can understand the difference between the creator and the created, then there is no difference that cannot be overcome between Christianity and Islam, or any other religion, for that matter.”
Peace be upon those rightly guided.
Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
Learning to unlearn is no easy task. I should know – I was born into a Christian family and embraced Islam. But like everything else in life, beginning is always half done. The greatest truths are the simplest.
Are you courageous enough to let me burst your bubble?
If yes, then please watch the following clip.
So near, yet, so far away…
Haven’t we been utterly mad to let them do this to us?
These are mad times indeed. Enjoy the song.
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Peace be upon those rightly guided.
Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
The Bard Cacofonix
No kidding, that’s exactly what I’m doing!
Is it … fear?
Yes…
Nelson Mandela said: “I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.”
Fear, unlike, hope and love, has the unique capacity to provide mankind with the fight or flight adrenaline rush – necessary to attain maximum propulsion and lift…
Timing; employ fear to love with hope…
Use the natural environment to your advantage: be wise; be selfish; be optimist; be opportunist… be Martial Arts artist.
Bruce Lee said ‘Be like water…’ Water can take the shape of its surroundings without losing its essence.
A dragon’s fear is fire. It takes flight spewing fire – like a rocket – straight into the clouds… where it flies for a while until it finds safe ground to land… A tame dragon is a wonderful friend to have around. Like Harry Potter demonstrated, it can be ridden to safety.
Like Rod Stewart – Sailing
Mastering the dragon means taming the dragon, and that takes discipline. Appreciating, accepting and respecting the dragon. Having hope and love for it even as you fear it – George Benson – Greatest Love of All; Avatar Aang’s experience with the Dragon Masters.
The point being, learn firebending only after mastering air, water and earth, or else, you will get burned. Elementary Dr Watson.
Dialogue between Avatar Aang and the Deserter, Master Jeong Jeong:
MasterJeong Jeong and Aang
Jeong Jeong: Get out.
Aang: Master, I need to learn firebending.
Jeong Jeong: Only a fool seeks his own destruction.
Aang: I’m the Avatar. It’s my destiny to…
Jeong Jeong: Destiny? What would a boy know of destiny? If a fish lives its whole life in this river, does he know the river’s destiny? No! Only that it runs on and on out of his control, he may follow where it flows, but he cannot see the end, he cannot imagine the ocean.
Aang: But it’s the Avatar’s duty to master all of the bending disciplines
Jeong Jeong: To master the bending disciplines you must first master discipline itself. But you have no interest in this, so I have no interest in you! Now, get out.
Aang: Please, I have to learn. This could be my only chance
Jeong Jeong: Are you deaf? How can I teach you if you refuse to listen? Before learning firebending you must learn water and earth. Water is cool and soothing, earth is steady and stable, but fire… Fire is alive, it breathes, it grows. Without the bender, a rock will not throw itself, but fire will spread and destroy everything in its path if one does not have the will to control it, THAT is its destiny! You are not ready! You are too weak!
Jeong Jeong: I had a pupil once who had no interest in learning discipline. He was only concerned with the power of fire. How he could use it to destroy his opponents and wipe out the obstacles in his path. But fire is a horrible burden to bear. Its nature is to consume and without control, it destroys everything around it. Learn restraint or risk destroying yourself and everything you love.
Understanding ‘who’ we are is understanding the what, where, why and how we are… the material elements involved as well as the spirit of the matter.
It’s about learning to separate the bull from the shit, as my good friend, (late) Professor, Sir Anton Jayasuriya aptly phrased it.
Hearing ‘voices’ in the head isn’t insanity. That’s awareness. How we react to those voices is where we get to choose truth or falsehood; faith or doubt; sanity or insanity.
The Gautama Buddha defined insanity as those with fluctuating thoughts; mental instability.
The ability to clearly identify the silver thread of light – the fleeting moment of dawn – required by every Muslim in order to perform the Morning Prayer, Fajr, empowers one with the ability to likewise define the fine line between the darkness and light that resides within each individual…
Recognizing the ‘whisper’ of your angel Mulhim and the ‘whisper’ of your Satan Qarin Jinnee, in all its imposing forms – as a powerful Ifreet Jinnee, a disturbing Waswas Jinnee, and a variety of other remarkable characters, or when it comes to you as good old Voldermort, Firelord Iblees, the Leader of the Jinn.
The Middle Path is the fine line of the tightrope walker. The place where you sit and contemplate the two arguments placed before you and come to just judgement, based on knowledge and experience having contemplated suffering and the cessation of suffering, with wisdom and compassion. It’s an exercise that cannot be excluded from anyone’s life. It’s a fundamental that everybody owes themselves. It’s the least you can do for yourself.
Those who are directed by printed calendars and mechanical alarms, end up churning out a mechanical way of life. Like robots in factories – blind, without insight.
Raising the spirit in the clay man
When you strip the meditative aspects out of the way of life (deen), you strip the heart and soul of the matter – like sucking oysters – and leave just the empty shell.
The war on Islam is an oyster-sucking war, that seeks to suck the spirit out of Islam and proudly uphold its conquered shell. Suck the spirit out of man, that is.
Protestant Islam. Satan’s game.
The attack on the Buddha woke me up from the self-induced detachment stupor that the prolonged war on Islam necessitated, for survival…The bloodsuckers had reached the shores of my island paradise. What better way to destroy Islam and Buddhism in go, than to pit them together using the ignorant and the insane.
Fear of God, is to fear Allah for giving us the power of choice – to have full control over our destiny. Appreciating the magnitude of this state of affairs is no small task.
It’s scary! What an irresponsible thing for God The Merciful – Allah forbid, na oodhu billah – to do! But Allah, says, ‘Come on, you can do it – let Me see you try a little bit harder now, that’s the way…’
That’s what gives it that dimension of hope, so how can you not love Allah?
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Biff the bard all you want.
The song will never cease…
How can you deny the Oneness of Allah, Allah is Greater – Allahu Akbar?
God’s Spirit resides within clay man.
It’s the song of the soul – you can’t deny it, It’s the song of the heart – you can feel it… It’s the song in your actions – you’d better believe it(now)!
What’s grander in simple beauty, than man singing the praises of his Lord?
Listen to Rod Stewart
Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
I Miss YouTake it intellectually… metaphorically… spiritually…
Watch, listen and be truthful.
I AM SALAHUDDIN:
The reunion between siblings – two brothers – Ismaeel (alaihissalam) and Ishaaq (alaihissalam) … through their progeny after hundreds of painful years apart… That’s the REAL MEANING of the reunion between the Christians and Muslims… this has already begun taking place, alhamdulillah.
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I understand your questions… and the fear and pain that must accompany it… I’ve been there – I KNOW how it feels… go ahead and ask those questions; but ask them from the ONLY ONE who can answer them –The Giver of Life and Death – God Almighty Allah – Rabbul Aalamin, the Lord of all the Worlds.
Judas, when you ask the right questions from the wrong one:
Read the Qur’aan:
“{And because of their saying: “We killed the Messiah, ‘Isa the son of Maryam, the Messenger of Allah.” But they killed him not, nor did they crucify him, but it was made to appear to them so, and those who differ therein are full of doubts. They have no knowledge; they follow nothing but conjecture. For surely, they killed him not.}” [Qur’aan 4: 157]
He did not die: Just as Avatar Aang never died… yeah, behind every great man there is always a tainted; painted, great woman…
So, I say to you:
“O People of the Book (Jews and Christians): Come to a word (in good terms) that is Just between us and you, that we worship none but Allah (God) (alone), and that we associate no partners with Him, and that none of us shall take others as lords besides Allah (God). Then, if they turn away, say “(O People of the Book) bear witness that we are Muslims.” [Qur’aan3:64]
To my Sri Lankan brethren: Let’s start the wave – start the ralle…
Come on Sri Lanka!
WE can do it! 😀
Listen: Nirvana – Come As You Are:
ISLAM CURES RACISM – Paradise for Paradise Island!
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Peace be with you.
Muslim by Right Effort –
Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
Human rights (HR) abuses against one minority can be written off with HR abuses against another – especially when the ‘other’ happens to be Muslim!
Don’t be mistaken – the slaughter of Sri Lankan Muslims WILL take place as scheduled.
It’s a shrewd manoeuvre to join hands with the US in its ‘war against Islam.’ How could the US possibly fault any government for doing as it does – attacking Islam and Muslims?
The question is, will Sri Lankan Muslims go to the sacrificial altar like docile, patriotic lambs – and die for the land of their birth? The first batch will, yes. They will die, because it will come upon them unexpectedly – like it did to the Tamils in 1983.
This time, the battle cry of the thugs will be ‘Gonibillo avilla’ – not ‘Koti avilla.’
The macho war-victorious Sri Lankan Army will then have to knock shoulders with the Mujahideen. The US and Zionists will graciously move in to help out, and Sri Lanka will become the long coveted strategic military base for the greater war – Armageddon, anyone?
And while no one is looking, Eelam will be finally established.
Underestimation of an exceptionally intelligent, yet proud and vindictive people is the downfall of the foolish. When you add insult to injury, instead of being just and fair and making amends, you fall into an inescapable karmic trap.
Doesn’t anyone read history these days?
The Hitlers of this world are the manipulated ‘blessings in disguise’ to those seeking ‘promised lands.’
The Arabs and Moors will, in keeping with their covenant to Allah, die as martyrs; whilst the fools will die as fools and those seeking earthly lands will inherit naught but a graveyard.
Cheers everybody!
Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
My pater-boy W. A. (Brock) Barnes
Bismillah Hir Rahman Nir Raheem (In the name of God the Supremely Merciful, the Most Kind).
As I was becoming a woman, just prior to my ninth birthday, my father, W. A. (Brock) Barnes, informed me through word and deed, in no uncertain terms, that he was a complete failure and no example to follow. To offset this, he introduced me to Bruce Lee; his biography, philosophy and trailblazing excellent work as sensei, mentor and movie star. Dad said; ‘Listen to him – he’s a man. He knows what he’s talking about, and he walks his talk.’
Dad also taught me cricket – to bat, bowl, and field, and the philosophy of the game. He said if I applied the rules of cricket in life, I would not go wrong. Dad didn’t believe in God.
Bruce Lee
Dad armed me with the most excellent armor known to him. I bear witness; he did his excellent best.
A female growing up with two brothers – six and seven years elder – is no small task. It was a typical democracy – the majority oppressed the minority. Life was tough. Rule of the jungle: survival of the fittest. But God is with the oppressed. I did more than survive – I found ingenious ways to live life to its fullest. I loved, as well as cried, deeply, and indeed, found Joy Inside My Tears. All praise to Allah.
But, a cornered lone animal, fighting for its life with its back against the wall, is far more ferocious and dangerous than those attacking it.
My dad told my brothers about me one day: “Don’t try to mess with her mind. She’ll give you a ‘Bruce Lee flying kick’ and you won’t know what happened to you.”
So dad set out to engrave it upon me – “NEVER strike until struck. But if struck, you know what Bruce Lee does, step up and do it – take it on the full and drive it over the bowler’s head – straight into the grandstand.”
Dad taught me an ’eye for an eye,’ and omitted ‘but it’s better to forgive.’ He left that for me to discover the hard way.
The sands of time never obliterated his relief work. Islam keeps it sheathed – like the Sword of Gryffindor – to be pulled out of the Hat only if absolutely necessary.
Stabbing the Basilisk – Leader of the Serpents – in the mouth
My darling grandma
V.T. Asirwatham Sinniah
Parallel to Bruce Lee being my hero, my maternal grandma, V.T. Sinniah, nee Asirwatham (Veema Thangamma Asirwatham), was my heroine – literally from the day I was born. My mother, Rani Sinniah (familytreemaker.genealogy.com) and I nearly died at my birth. She bled as my struggles wrapped the umbilical cord nine times around my neck. On the way to the hospital, dad had slammed the Morris Minor front seat against mom’s stomach – a last minute manic effort to kill me before I was born.
My grandma, a well-read, kind, calm, wise and collected soul of moderation and simplicity, with nerves of steel and defiant truth upon her tongue – was a believing woman of the Scripture. She endeavoured to read the Bible daily and meditate. Like Bruce Lee, she also walked her talk.
Grandma was guardian angel, mentor, and sage – the mother I never had. Mater used to grudge the bond between grandma and me. May Allah guide my mother. I was an utter disappointment to her – an alien. I chose to include spiritualism in my life. The Middle Path: Balance. I was a Muslim without anyone’s knowledge – least of all mine – until Allah revealed it to me through His Speech in a book, when I entered my twenties.
My mother chose materialism and denied spiritualism. This is the great divide that’s nearer, rather than farther between us. I didn’t choose to go manic on spiritualism? I chose the Middle Path; moderation; balance.
My mother Rani Barnes Sinniah
Some details of my life must remain concealed out of courtesy to my family, but suffice to say, the ongoing war between the two superpowers at home, mom and dad, led them to develop and unleash weapons of mass destruction and use their offspring as target practice, child soldiers, suicide bombers, spies, double agents, defence cover, hostages and so forth and so on, and sometimes, as agents of Trojan Horse peace too. The negatives always outweighed the positives in hideous proportions.
The happy family before my birth
Although my brothers entered family politics and destabilized the situation further, I shied away and scorned it with contempt. I became the voice in the wilderness – my eldest brother, Ravi, called me Zachariah. I’m not sure why.
The combination of Bruce Lee and grandma – honing natural tendencies – made me an independent entity; hard to contend with and near impossible to manipulate – a complete alien to politicians.
I was obstinate when it came to injustice and didn’t think twice to correct my brothers, parents, and certainly, even remind my darling grandma, when she fell into err. I applied the same rigid yardstick on myself and gave ear to correction without ever feeling small. Indeed, I felt big. I was attracted to what was good for me, without realizing it. All praise to Allah.
Yet, I was no different to anyone else during adolescence; temptations swayed me and I thought I knew everything.
Unable to be lured into taking sides unjustly, I became a big nuisance to the senior as well as junior politicians in my family. Fear of the alien turned to hatred and soon some decided I was better dead than alive. But it had to be done without leaving any footprints.
Dad’s attempt on my life before I was born, lent justification to a sibling and in-law to conjure the plan and pull dad into it – using material wealth as the bait.
To accomplish the task, they turned to the dark arts and sold their souls to the Devil.
Blood Bending
The Devil, (Iblees) arrived one night, from out of the blue, when I was just 19-years-old. It invaded my being and tried to hold my mind hostage and force me to trade my soul in exchange for ‘leaving me in peace and not harassing me.’
It was supposed to drive me to despair and make me sign all properties over to certain family members and then end my life with my own hands. A series of heartbreaking calamities took place one after another during this era and made the prospect of bidding adieu appear attractive, if not the only option.
When I called out to Jesus, the Devil scoffed me; “Jesus can neither hear you nor help you.” I sank into unfathomable depths of despair. Jesus wasn’t God. So WHERE was God?
A cornered isolated animal fighting for its life with fang and claw is bad enough. A Godless human being becomes a VERY dark animal indeed.
Black Mamba – world’s fastest and deadliest snake
Having stoically followed the Way of the Snake – Never Strike Until Struck; I swiftly took a page out of Bruce Lee’s book – Enter the Dragon, and redirected the force of my opponent’s attack back on them – return to sender – straight over the bowler’s head and into the grandstand.
General Iro The Dragon of the West
It was too late: I’d been swift as a martial artist, yet, hasty as an ignorant fool.
I had no peace of mind.
Louis the Vampire Interview With a Vampire
It had been Enter the Dragon Bruce Lee – Fight With (your fatherlord, Firelord Ozai) O’ Hara:
The blow didn’t make them relent and undo the magic (sihr); it made them fear me more and their attacks grew in proportion to their fear. I was no longer Zachariah; I was now The Devil, thanks to their handiwork.
But, I fought back. I set out to find God the Almighty; God the Lord of all the Worlds; God The King of kings; The Giver of Life and Death – the ONLY ONE that could help me rid the Devil in me.
Perfect Wave Hair Show 1988
– 19-years
It was a perfect wave alright! When the various Christian Churches tried to console me with different versions of the same fairytale to no avail, grandma rose to the occasion and ordered:
“Kneel down and pray Sona!
Don’t call on Jesus; address your prayer instead to God – the owner of those descriptive titles, and demand His help. He HAS to help you. He created you and put you in this position.”
I obeyed, and was inspired to try Islam.
Moses (PBUH) and the Burning Bush
The inspiration entered my thoughts thrice and ceased.
I concluded that I was raving mad, felt stunned and sad about it, but soon perked up with renewed hope; if I was mad, then it didn’t matter what I did.
The virtue of madness: use it constructively.
Sheikh Ahmed Deedat
When I asked Muslims about Islam, they shied away and gave me Ahmed Deedat’s address in South Africa and told me to contact him. Hopping mad, I sat and wrote and he replied. He prayed Allah to grant me guidance through his booklets on comparative religion, attached in a parcel. May Allah love him and reward him.
I replaced Bruce Lee with Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him); for ‘he did not speak of his own will, but by that which was given to him from above.’
After reading the Six Pillars of Faith: belief in Allah, all His Angels, Prophets and Messengers, Revealed Scriptures, Day of Reckoning, and Paradise and Hellfire, and the verse Surah Al Ikhlas – meaning sincerity/ refining/ purity:
Say, Say, “The truth is: Allah is One.
Allah is Besought of all, needing none.
He neither begets, nor was he begotten.
And there is none equal to Him.”
I pronounced the Shahada and declared myself Muslim in 1988 –
Lā ʾilāha ʾillā l-Lāh, Muḥammadur rasūlu l-Lāh (I bear witness that there is none worthy of worship except Allah alone, and Muhammad is His Messenger)
I was 20-years-old.
For the following ten years, Islam eluded me. I did not know how to stop lying. Allah says in the glorious Qur’aan;
26-years
1995
Alhamdulillah, I was able to embrace Islam – peacefully submit to the Will of Allah – after Reverend Wimalajothy, helped me get to the font of truth and falsehood in my mind – through the teachings of the Gautama Buddha:
Aha, That Mystical Magical Natural World…
Buddhist Meditation. May Allah bless him!
30-years
Pre-Hajj
1999
I was 30-years-old when, post ‘enlightenment,’ I dragged the obstinate Devil by its sinful lying forelock, and made pilgrimage to Mecca to perform my Hajj in 1999, with the pilgrim’s declaration:
“Here I am at Your service O Lord, here I am.
Here I am at Your service and You have no partners.
To You alone is All Praise and All Bounty, and to You alone is The Sovereignty. Thou hast no partners.”
30-years
Post-Hajj
1999
The Devil shrieked and fled – causing a minor stampede, without casualties, alhamdulillah – during the Maghrib salaat (sunset prayers) at the Masjid Al Haram (sacred/forbidden place of worship. As used in Islamic urban planning, the word ḥaram (حرم) means ‘inviolate zone,’ an important aspect of urban planning in Muslim civilization. Such protected areas were sanctuaries, or places where contending parties could settle disputes peacefully).
Masjid-al-haram Mecca
Avatar Korra receiving the Blessing of Healing from Avatar Aang
Listen to the Joy Inside My Tears and read on:
24 March 2003 – Drawn on my father’s birth anniversary
I extol my ‘Heavenly Father,’ Allah Most High (as grandma used to call God), and thank my earthly father, Pater-boy. I could never have done it without you.
May Allah bless and reward three good friends for escorting me to the airport under high security and assisting me on my pilgrimage.
‘The rule of Three is a writing principle that suggests that things that come in threes are inherently funnier, more satisfying, or more effective than other numbers of things.’ (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rule_of_three_(writing)
Of the ‘Unholy Trinity’ (as they called themselves with mocking pride) guilty of having indulged in black magic, comprising a father, son and an unholy ghost, only the son remains alive today.
I have no intention of taking my life and damning my soul. But I am now ready to die in the cause of Allah.
To my father, I say: You taught me excellence. My heart is broken; I’m so sorry you took your life at the rail track. You didn’t find God, but you made damn sure I did. If only, you’d chosen to believe … and made the right effort to look for God –instead of settling for the mediocre – to doubt – and drown in despair…
I forgive you Pater-boy – I couldn’t have had a better father. It’s a pity you didn’t have a better daughter. You told me ‘drive only the bad balls.’ I’m sorry I got my eye to the excellent googlie you delivered.
Please forgive me.
Ya Allah! I seek Your Mercy – please accept this from me.
First Rally for Peace, Sri Lanka
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I went through great pains to chase my devils away…
Will you join me chase the Devil of Racism away?
Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
43-years 2012
Islam Cures Racism
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Hajiani Sara Sona (Brock) Barnes
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