Abd Quotes

You see? Size defeats us. For the fish, the lake in which he lives is the universe. What does the fish think when he is jerked up by the mouth through the silver limits of existence and into a new universe where the air drowns him and the light is blue madness? Where huge bipeds with no gills stuff it into a suffocating box abd cover it with wet weeds to die? Or one might take the tip of the pencil and magnify it. One reaches the point where a stunning realization strikes home: The pencil tip is not solid; it is composed of atoms which whirl and revolve like a trillion demon planets. What seems solid to us is actually only a loose net held together by gravity. Viewed at their actual size, the distances between these atoms might become league, gulfs, aeons. The atoms themselves are composed of nuclei and revolving protons and electrons. One may step down further to subatomic particles. And then to what? Tachyons? Nothing? Of course not. Everything in the universe denies nothing; to suggest an ending is the one absurdity.

THE FOUR HEAVENLY FOUNTAINS Laugh, I tell you And you will turn back The hands of time. Smile, I tell you And you will reflect The face of the divine. Sing, I tell you And all the angels will sing with you! Cry, I tell you And the reflections found in your pool of tears - Will remind you of the lessons of today and yesterday To guide you through the fears of tomorrow.

Gundar, seeing Halt upright for the first time in two days, stumped up the deck to join them. 'Back on your feet then?' he boomed cheerfully, with typical Skandian tact. 'By Gorlag's toenails, with all the heaving abd puking you've been doing, I thought you'd turn yourself inside out and puke yourself over the rail!'... 'You do paint a pretty picture, Gundar,' Will said... 'Thank you for your concern,' Halt said icily... 'So, did you find Albert?' Gundar went on, unabashed. Even Halt was puzzled by this sudden apparent change of subject. 'Albert?' he asked. Too late, he saw Gundar's grin widening and knew he'd stepped into a trap. 'You seemed to be looking for him. You'd lean over the rail and call, 'Al-b-e-e-e-e-e-r-t!' I thought he might be some Araluen sea god.' 'No, I didn't find him. Maybe I could look for him in your helmet.' He reached out a hand. But Gundar had heard what happened when Skandians lent their helmets to the grim-faced Ranger while onboard ship... 'No, I'm pretty sure he's not there,' he said hurriedly.

كل الحروف فيها إعوجاج إلا الألِف.. خليك ألِف.. تبقى الوحيد المختلف ..

keep the hearth of your thoughts pure, by so doing you will bring peace and be happy

The Merciful is kind to those who are merciful. If you show compassion to your fellow creatures in this world, then those in heaven shall be compassionate toward you. -The Prophet Muhammad (SAW), as narrated by Abd'Allah bin Amr from "The Bounty of Allah

don't be scared, don't be scared, you won't feel any pain there, you'll dream of squirrels abd rabbits, you'll have cows there, and Mefisto will be there, don't be scared"...

It's true that when anyone dies, the other dead rise up abd die all over again.

يا أهلي وقرايبي .. وصُحبة زمان يا ساكنين شارعنا وعِشرة مكان .. يا كلِّ اللي شكلي .. وعايشين مشاكلي زمايل مدارس، زمايل ميدان .. بخاف ع اللي بينّا .. وأخاف ع اللي منَّا وأخاف م المخبي وشر اللي يبعد وبتمنى نفضل .. بنشبه لبعض!

- The Azan story - The five daily ritual prayers were regularly performed in congregation, and when the time for each prayer came the people would assemble at the site where the Mosque was being built. Everyone judged of the time by the position of the sun in the sky, or by the first signs of its light on the eastern horizon or by the dimming of its glow in the west after sunset; but opinions could differ, and the Prophet felt the need for a means of summoning the people to prayer when the right time had come. At first he thought of appointing a man to blow a horn like that of the Jews, but later he decided on a wooden clapper, ndqiis, such as the Oriental Christians used at that time, and two pieces of wood were fashioned together for that purpose. But they were never destined to be used; for one night a man of Khazraj, 'Abd Allah ibn Zayd, who had been at the Second 'Aqabah, had a dream whieh the next day he recounted to the Prophet: "There passed by me a man wearing two green garments and he carried in his hand a ndqiis, so I said unto him: "0 slave of God, wilt thou sell me that naqusi" "What wilt thou do with it?" he said. "We will summon the people to prayer with it," I answered. "Shall I not show thee a better way?" he said. "What way is that?" I asked, and he answered: "That thou shouldst say: God is most Great, Alldhu Akbar." The man in green repeated this magnification four times, then each of the following twice: I testify that there is no god but God; I testify that Muhammad is the messenger of God; come unto the prayer; come unto salvation; God is most Great; and then once again there is no god but God. The Prophet said that this was a true vision, and he told him to go to Bilal, who had an excellent voice, and teach him the words exactly as he had heard them in his sleep. The highest house in the neighbourhood of the Mosque belonged to a woman of the clan of Najjar, and Bilal would come there before every dawn and would sit on the roof waiting for the daybreak. When he saw the first faint light in the east he would stretch out his arms and say in supplication: "0 God I praise Thee, and I ask Thy Help for Quraysh, that they may accept Thy religion." Then he would stand and utter the call to prayer.

​"But you can thank God the Lord for His inconceivable goodness, which can be recognized daily and hourly throughout your entire existence, if only you honestly try! Your whole life shall therefore become a thanksgiving!

Beslenme biçimi, bir ulus hakkında sanatı veya edebiyatından daha çok bilgi verebilir. ABD'de herhangi bir günde yetişkin nüfusun yaklaşık dörtte biri bir fast food restoranına gidiyor. Fast food sektörü oldukça kısa bir süre içinde, beslenme biçimimizin ötesinde coğrafyamızı, ekonomimizi, işgücümüzü ve popüler kültürümüzü de dönüştürdü. İster günde iki kere yiyin, ister uzak durun, hatta hiç ağzınıza sürmemiş olun; artık fast food'dan ve sonuçlarından kaçamazsınız.

Human beings are members of a whole, In creation of one essence and soul. If one member is afflicted with pain, Other members uneasy will remain. If you have no sympathy for human pain, The name of human you cannot retain”. *Gulistan ("The Rose Garden") is a landmark literary work in Persian literature. Written in 1259 A.D, it is one of two magna opera of the Persian poet Saadi, considered one of the best medieval Persian poets. The Gulistan is a collection of poems and stories, just as a rose-garden is a collection of roses. It is widely quoted as a source of wisdom. **The entrance to the United Nations' Hall of Nations’ carries the above inscription culled from Gulistan.” Muslih Al-Din Mushrif Ibn Abd Allah Al Saadi 1184 1283

كُل يوم بسأل مرايتي إللي جُوه يبقي مين .. متقوليش إن اللي جوه يبقى أنا متقوليش أنا عُمري يبقي كام سنه .. و إن لون الشعر لـ ابيض فوق دماغي يبقى شيب .. و إن إحساس الطفوله جُوه مِني يبقي عيب .. دنا عُمري بس يادوب يومين .. يوم راح في أوهام الأمل و التاني تايه في السنين إللي جُوّه يبقى مين ؟ اللي جُوه شخص عاش العُمر خايف .. أعمى كان دايماً بيعمل نفسُه شايف .. فجأة ستر العُمر أصبح ستر كاشف .. حتى كرمشة الشفايف سايبة سطر من السنين .. إللي جُوه يبقى هُوه بس هُوَ مكانش عارِف هُوَ أصلاً يبقى مين ؟ .. #يبقى_مين #نبيل_عبد_الحميد

See to it that you stand truly alive in the wonderful Creation of your God!

They got it all wrong. They think they’re doing good with their fight and their ignorance and discrimination and all that. But really, they’re killing the earth with it.

Stay in the car Nick" "okay." Ash gets out abd goes to look at the dead body. "For an immortal being with 11,000 years under his belt Ash sure is stupid." Nick gets out and sees the blood. "That's a lot of blood." Nick's book starts sending him an alert. "What Lassie? You going to tell Timmy about the well?" pulls out book, and opens it. words start to appear. LOOK AND YOU WILL SEE THAT WHICH WAS CAN NEVER BE. WHEN THEY SEEK A BOY YOUR AGE... ... RUN, YOU FLIPPIN MORON, RUN! "I'm not gonna argue with my book on that. The safest place is with Ash.

but the pain was old to him, and somehow it had become a part of him. He could bear it and speak of it. It had shaped him; he had accomodated it. He had loved abd he had lost and it had made him who he was.

… a generosity that is so great that all existence responds with generosity. If you are generous with your Soul, existence will be generous to you in return.

الأجندة اللي فيها مذكراتي .. واللي شايله بين سطورها .. كل يوم عشته ف حياتي، المقدَّر واللي حاصل .. واللي سافر واللي واصـل .. واللي جابني واللي خدني .. واللي سجلني وكتبني، واللي سبته ع المفارق واللي كان فارق وسابني .. ابني بيني وبينه فاصلن واللي حبيته وخدعني، واللي بعته واللي باعني واللي جاي علشان يفاصل. والفواصل ف الحكاوي .. آآهةـ طالعة بتنهيدات .. كل تنهيدة بـ حكاية .. كل حواديتي نهايات! . انهاردة شفت بالصدفة الأجندة! فوق رفوف الذكريات . واللي باقي فيها مني .. إسم كان مكتوب عليها.. تحت منّه "مذكرات" وافتكرت ساعتها إني .. عًمري يوم ما كتبت فيها .. أي حاجة م اللي فات!!

I've been in darkness nearly all my life, and you brought light into my existance for the first time. And maybe that's why I started to... have feeling for you. You seemed like a dream. [...] But that's just infatuation. Hero worship. It's not real. I've learned a lot about love in these last months. Abd part of what I've learned is you have to want someone for who they are, not who you want them to be. You have to love a real person, not some dream in your head. Neither of us could have lived that way.

In the physical ascension one sees the signs upon the horizons; in the spiritual ascension one sees the signs within himself.

Be sure that God's plan for you ... is much better than any future plan that you might manage for yourself

من الغباء معاملة الأغبياء بذكاء

تبعثرت أحلامه قبل وقت طويل ومنذ ذلك الحين وهو يحاول العثور عليها كطفل يحاول تجميع أشلاء أبيه آملاََ أن يعود للحياة مرة أخرى .

I heard Abu ‘Abd Allah al-Sijzi say: “You have merit [fadl] as long as you do not see your [own] merit. When you see your [own] merit, you have none.

I am Abdumasi of the House of Abd, master of ships, champion cat gambler, and I challenge you to mortal up-fuckery!

Abd al- Rahman bin ‘Awf said: “We were put to trial with adversity and we were able to sustain it, but when we were tried with prosperity we failed to show patience.

Abd al-Aziz bin Baz, the late grand mufti of Saudi Arabia,

Three Steps to Less Implement the three Ds: delete, deal (including delegating), or defer to all tasks. Strive for ABD: always be done. Put your ego aside and recognize that sometimes the hurdle is you.

Conversely, the absolute absence of a burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into heights, take leave of earth abd his earthy being, and become half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant.

I said to my rose-cheeked lovely, ‘O you with bud-like mouth, why keep hiding your face, like flirting girls?’ She laughed and said, ‘Unlike the beauties of your world, in the veil I’m seen, but without it I’m hidden.

His body was sweet and clean smelling. As she finished [massaging his dislocated shoulder], Fay bent and gently kissed him on the neck, that part where the skin is so soft abd sensitive, midway between the angle of the jaw and the hair line at the back of the neck. He opened his eyes, startled, then smiled as he murmured, "Oh! It's you. That's all right." He folded his arms about her, bringing her head close to his, then like a contented child sank into a deep sleep. His clean body odor gave her keenest delight. She hesitated to attempt to alter their relationship, and possibly lose him entirely. He had accepted her as a pal, that she would be.

„God is beautiful and He loves beauty. When you are true in your relationship with God, you take on that beauty in you. You become virtuous, just and balanced. Everything you do is graceful and beautiful. Every thought you think, every word you say and every action you take. Anything you weave, make, carve or cook with your hands, it all becomes beautiful.

Today, Medina is simultaneously the archetype of Islamic democracy and the impetus for Islamic militancy. Islamic Modernists like the Egyptian writer and political philosopher Ali Abd ar-Raziq (d. 1966) pointed to Muhammad’s community in Medina as proof that Islam advocated the separation of religious and temporal power, while Muslim extremists in Afghanistan and Iran have used the same community to fashion various models of Islamic theocracy. In their struggle for equal rights, Muslim feminists have consistently drawn inspiration from the legal reforms Muhammad instituted in Medina, while at the same time, Muslim traditionalists have construed those same legal reforms as grounds for maintaining the subjugation of women in Islamic society. For some, Muhammad’s actions in Medina serve as the model for Muslim-Jewish relations; for others, they demonstrate the insurmountable conflict that has always existed, and will always exist, between the two sons of Abraham. Yet regardless of whether one is labeled a Modernist or a Traditionalist, a reformist or a fundamentalist, a feminist or a chauvinist, all Muslims regard Medina as the model of Islamic perfection. Simply put, Medina is what Islam was meant to be.

As Mrs. Moe explained how triangle ABC was congruent to triangle ABD, my mind kept wandering back to Mr. Bowman’s smile. And his arms. And his sharply creased dark gray cotton pants. Mr. Bowman was congruent to the best-looking guy on any late-night cable drama.

Being eclectic in terms of his theology, Fat listed a number of saviors: the Buddha, Zoroaster, Jesus and Abu Al-Qasim Muhammad Ibn Abd Allah Abd Al-Muttalib Ibn Hashim (i.e., Muhammad). Sometimes he also listed Mani. Therefore, the next Savior would be number five, by the abridged list, or number six by the longer list. At certain times, Fat also included Asklepios, which, when added to the longer list, would make the next Savior number seven. In any case, this forthcoming savior would be the last; he would sit as king and judge over all nations and people. The sifting bridge of Zoroastrianism had been set up, by means of which good souls (those of light) became separated from bad souls (those of darkness). Ma'at had put her feather in the balance to be weighed against the heart of each man in judgment, as Osiris the Judge sat. It was a busy time.

As Sylviane Diouf points out, “Of the dozen deported Africans who left testimonies of their lives, only [Olaudah] Equiano, [Mahommah Gardo] Baquaqua, and [Ottobah] Cugoano referred to the Middle Passage.”36 Eight of the ten narratives collected in Philip Curtin’s Africa Remembered: Narratives by West Africans From the Era of the Slave Trade (1967) recount experiences of the Middle Passage. “They give us some notion of the feelings and attitudes of many millions whose feelings and attitudes are unrecorded,” writes Curtin. “Imperfect as the sample may be, it is the only view we can recover of the slave trade as seen by the slaves themselves.”37 Ten years after Curtin’s work, the scholar Terry Alford would exhume from the bowels of oblivion the events of the life of Abd al-Rahman Ibrahima, published as Prince among Slaves: The True Story of an African Prince Sold into Slavery in the American South.

Arabs invaded northern Africa in the seventh century, sending black African slaves to Asia and Arab countries. In the Islamic Republic of Mauritania, which is Arab, Berber Muslims hold possibly more than one hundred thousand black slaves.24 In Saudi Arabia, a common word for black is abd, meaning “slave.

However, medieval Islam did not display interest in all aspects of Greco-Roman civilization: Islam remained inimical to classical art, drama, and narrative. Moreover, as we saw in chapter 1, during the early Muslim conquests there was a conscious destruction of the monuments of the pre-Islamic past. And in Spain, historian al-Andalusi tells us that such rulers as the Umayyad Abd Allah (888–912) and the dictator Muhammad Ibn Abu Amir al-Mansur (c. 938–1002, known to Christians as Almanzor) had precious books of ancient Greek and Latin poetry, lexicography, history, philosophy and law burned for their presumably impious content.

David Fromkin’in, New York Times’teki 9 Mart 2003 tarihli yazısı da bu gerçeği ifade etmekteydi: “Bir hayalet ABD’yi pençelerine almış, rahat bırakmıyor. Bu, Osmanlı İmparatorluğu’nun hayaleti. Irak’ta, Sırbistan’da, Bosna’da, Kosova’da, Körfez Savaşı’nda, 11 Eylül saldırılarında bu hayalet bizimleydi. Osmanlı hayaletleri asla uzaklaşmadı”.

I lived through beautiful times, Busayna. It was a different age. Cairo was like Europe. It was clean and smart and the people were well mannered and respectable and everyone knew his place exactly. I was different too. I had my station in life, my money, all my friends were of a certain niveau, I had my special places where I would spend the evening—the Automobile Club, the Club Muhammad Ali, the Gezira Club. What times! Every night was filled with laughter and parties and drinking and singing. There were lots of foreigners in Cairo. Most of the people living downtown were foreigners, until Abd el Nasser threw them out in 1956.” “Why did he throw them out?” “He threw the Jews out first, then the rest of the foreigners got scared and left. By the way, what’s your opinion of Abd el Nasser?” “I was born after he died. I don’t know. Some people say he was a hero and others say he was a criminal.” “Abd el Nasser was the worst ruler in the whole history of Egypt. He ruined the country and brought us defeat and poverty. The damage he did to the Egyptian character will take years to repair. Abd el Nasser taught the Egyptians to be cowards, opportunists, and hypocrites.” “So why do people love him?” “Who says people love him?” “Lots of people that I know love him.” “Anyone who loves Abd el Nasser is either an ignoramus or did well out of him. The Free Officers were a bunch of kids from the dregs of society, destitutes and sons of destitutes. Nahhas Basha was a good man and he cared about the poor. He allowed them to join the Military College and the result was that they made the coup of 1952. They ruled Egypt and they robbed it and looted it and made millions. Of course they have to love Abd el Nasser; he was the boss of their gang.

It worths nothing when you have a great name while there is no one to call you .

by having all those cruel thoughts i have made the thought of living a good one

There is no such country as Palestine! ‘Palestine’ is a term the Zionists invented! There is no Palestine in the Bible. Our country was for centuries part of Syria.

Bagaimana mata ini dapat tertutup rapat dan tenteram sedangkan ia tak tahu di mana kelak ia akan kembali di antara dua tempat

Our love of beauty is merely a trick produced by the way we look, and the broader the vision grows the clearer the wrinkles are seen

Seperti memahami adat menumpang tak dikhianati budi perumah yang menjulangkan mereka dari melata di bumi. (Epifit)

Kau tak melihat dangkal di samudera kecuali dalam bergelombang kau hanya bahtera, ingin berlabuh di seberang. (Kau Tak Melihat)

بعيدا جدا عن المعاكسة وعن إنّك كتلة حنّية أسلوبك ، قولك '' انا اسفة '' خوفك ، مسكك لإيديا طفلة في كيانك وإحساسك عارفة تلمّيني فأحضانك وتشدّي نبضي لدقّاتك فتتكعبل مشاعري بحواسك

Why, amidst the constant online chatter, was there so little actual discourse—engaged people building on each other’s knowledge

And you’re in these circles of people sending gifs and heart emojis . . . This medium is stifling.

This critique of the ways corporate communication platforms systematically infantilize and trivialize consequential subjects carries particular

That movements must be avowedly internationalist and feminist, which means rejecting the temptations to deploy easy nationalism and the ‘trap of masculinity’ as tools of struggle.

An even more advanced form of uploading your mind into a computer was envisioned by computer scientist Hans Moravec. When I interviewed him, he claimed that his method of uploading the human mind could even be done without losing consciousness. First you would be placed on a hospital gurney, next to a robot. Then a surgeon would take individual neurons from your brain and create a duplicate of these neurons (made of transistors) inside the robot. A cable would connect these transistorized neurons to your brain. As time goes by, more and more neurons are removed from your brain and duplicated in the robot. Because your brain is connected to the robot brain, you are fully conscious even as more and more neurons are replaced by transistors. Eventually, without losing consciousness, your entire brain and all its neurons are replaced by transistors. Once all one hundred billion neurons have been duplicated, the connection between you abd the artificial brain is finally cut. When you gaze back at the stretcher, you see your body, lacking its brain, while your consciousness now exists inside a robot.

يا شوارع زحمة الصبحية .. ويارزق يحب الخفيّة .. أنا شامم ريحة طعمية .. ما تجيبو قًرصين . هنفضل تملّي بنشبه لبعض .. تشابه أسامي وتشابه ظروف بنبعد ونرجع نصفِّي اللي بيننا .. ونُشبك بواقي النقط والحروف .. بتركن عليّا وتسند كتافك .. وأنا ف عز ليلي .. بعينك بشوف تعكِّز عليّا .. وأعكِّز عليك وتضحك ف وشي .. برغم اللي فيك .. نفضفض لروحنا .. نلصَّم جروحنا .. وتستقوى بيّا .. وبستقوى بيك

These were the two parties of the body of archers. When the enemy was apparently routed, some of these archers were led by the love of plunder to leave their position, while their chief, ‘Abd Allah ibn Jubair, with only some ten men, stuck to their post. Muslims were required to fight in Allah’s way, and if any Muslim fought for plunder, he fought for the love of this world and not in Allah’s way.

The blame lies with the perpetrators—not with the millions of overwhelmingly unarmed activists who tried to stop these juggernauts. Yet Alaa’s model here should remind us, wherever we reside, that though it may not be our fault, it is our duty to make time in our organizing and theorizing to confront our defeats. Not to wallow, but because such confrontations are our only hope of seeing the new terrain of struggle clearly.

O’ Muhammad, God sends you His peace and says, ‘I have forbidden Hellfire on the backbone that begot you, the womb that held you, and the chest that embraced you…” He responded, “O’ Gabriel, who are they?” “The backbone that begot you is your father, Abdullah ibn Abd al-Muttalib, while the womb that held you is your mother, Amina bint Wahab. And as for the chest that embraced you, it is Abd Manaf ibn Abd al-Muttalib and Fatima bint Asad.

The 'ulama', by tightly controlling what went into the history books, were able to propagate an understanding of their own dazzlingly rich and complex civilization that attributed almost every single thing of value within it to the Prophet, and the Prophet alone. There was no question of acknowledging the momentous roles played in the forging of Islam by countless others - be they autocrats such as Abd Al-Malik or scholars such as themselves.

It was important to my brother. And now"-I shook my head, knowing I sounded like I'd lost it-"now it's become this obsession." I seemed to have quite a collection of those. Clouds darkened overhead, forming a canopy of gray. "But what if you let your grief become your guilt?" His voice was as soft as the night breeze. "It's okay to let go." I shook my head and moved out of his grip. "I can't," I said. "Not now. Not yet." Abd sometimes I feared...not ever.

Through the wise ordering of Creation man has been given the power to shape conditions for himself with the Power of the Creator. Happy is he who uses it only for good! But woe unto him who succumbs to the temptation to use it for evil!

1964: O zamanlar ABD Hava Kuvvetleri kurmay başkanı olan General Curtis Le May, Kuzey Vietnam'a kitlesel bomba taarruzunu başlatırken, Vietnamlıları bombalarla "Taş Devri'ne geri göndermeyi" planladığını söylemişti. Demek ki bir halkı yok etmek onları zamanda geriye göndermek anlamına geliyor. Sonuçta ABD ordusu, genişliği California' dan daha fazla olmayan bir ülkenin tepesine on bin tondan fazla bomba yağdıracaktı Dünya Savaşı boyunca atılmış tüm bombaların toplamından daha fazlasını.

Qarun was every day swallowed by the earth the length of his height. 'Abd bin Humaid related from 'Ikrimah that when Qarun was being swallowed, Musa (Peace be upon him) was near him, and the former said, "O Musa, invoke your Lord to have mercy on me." Musa did not answer him, and Qarun was completely swallowed by the earth. Then Allah (the Exalted) revealed to Musa,: "He sought help from you, but you didn't help him. By My Honor and Might, had he said, 'My Lord,' I would have had mercy on him.

Due to some widespread and entrenched myths concerning the purported tolerance and enlightenment of al-Andalus, here it is necessary to document the reverse and establish context for the forthcoming centuries of war. For starters, the destruction and spoliation of churches was hardly limited to the initial conquest years (711–715). It was a constant—and deliberate—affair. Once Abd al-Rahman I (d. 788) became emir of Cordoba, all churches still standing “were immediately pulled down,” writes al-Maqqari.

The poor people of this world have left it without having tasted the sweetest thing in it.” They asked: What is the sweetest thing in it? He replied, “Love of Allah, intimacy with Him, yearning to meet Him, drawing closer to Him, and turning away from everything other than Him.” - Ibn Qayyim

Still, while refusing the idea of prison as metaphor, he is, throughout, preoccupied with the ways technically free people are nonetheless confined and entrapped—by black box algorithms and, more profoundly, by the way capitalist logics constrain imaginations, preventing contemporary movements from

وإذا سأل سائل لماذا يبتلي الله عباده بالمستبدين؟ فأبلغ جواب مسكت هو: إن الله عادل مطلق لا يظلم أحدا، فلا يولي المستبد إلا على المستبدين. ولو نظر السائل نظرة الحكيم المدقق لوجد كل فرد من أسراء الاستبداد مستبدا في نفسه لو قدر لجعل زوجته وعائلته وعشيرته وقومه والبشر كلهم حتى وربه الذي خلقه تابعين لرأيه وأمره.

His Sight on Lauh-e-Mahfooz (The Protected Tablet) It is written in one narration that Sheikh Abul Hafs (r.a) states: “Our Sheikh Abd al-Qaadir Jilani (r.a) used to fly in the air and would say, ‘The sun does not rise before presenting Salaams in my court. By the Wrath and Honour of Allah! All the good and bad persons are before my sight. My eyes are fixed firmly on Lauh-e-Mahfooz. Time and again, I immerse myself in the sea of knowledge and wisdom blessed by Allah and I am the Sign (Nishaan) of Allah to the people, and the specially appointed representative of my forefather, Nabi Muhammad ﷺ and I am his viceroy on this earth.

Human beings are members of a whole, In creation of one essence and soul. If one member is afflicted with pain, Other members uneasy will remain. If you have no sympathy for human pain, The name of human you cannot retain”. *Gulistan ("The Rose Garden") is a landmark literary work in Persian literature. Written in 1259 A.D, it is one of two magna opera of the Persian poet Saadi, considered one of the best medieval Persian poets. The Gulistan is a collection of poems and stories, just as a rose-garden is a collection of roses. It is widely quoted as a source of wisdom. **The entrance to the United Nations' Hall of Nations’ carries the above inscription culled from Gulistan.

Tarihin altın kurallarından biri, geriye dönüp bakınca bariz olarak görünen şeyin olay esnasında son derece belirsiz olmasıdır. ...O anda yaşayanlara çok düşük ihtimal gibi görünen şeylerin sıkça gerçekleşmesidir. Konstantin MS 306'da tahta çıktığında, Hristiyanlık küçük bir gruba özgü bir Doğu mezhebiydi. Eğer o dönem Hristiyanlığın Roma İmparatorluğunun resmi dini olacağını söyleseydiniz, herkes size kahkahalarla gülerdi; aynen bugün 2050'de Hare Krişna Hareketi'nin ABD'nin resmi dini olacağını söylediğinizde gülecekleri gibi. ...600 yılında, bir grup çöl Arabının kısa süre içinde Atlantik Okyanusu'ndan Hindistan'a kadar tüm toprakları fethedeceğini ileri sürmekse daha da mantık dışıydı...

Continued From Previous Quote I Wondered if His Interest Had Began When I Tended His Shoulder. I Remembered His Odd Look of Surprise When I Touched Him,as If No One Had Shown Him a Kindness Before. If Gruz,Finch abd Malich Were Any Indication of His Past. Maybe No-One Had. They Showed a Certain Steely Devotion to One Another.That In No Way Resembled Kindness. And Then There Were Those Scars on His Back. Only Cruel Savages Could Have Delievered That. Yet Somewhere Along The Way,Kaden Had Learned Kindness,Tenderness Even.It Surfaced in Small Actions. He Seemed Like He Was Two Separate People,The Intensely Loyal Venden Assassin and Someone Else Far Different,Someone He Had Locked Away. A Prisoner Like Me.

God is beautiful and He loves beauty. When you are true in your relationship with God, you take on that beauty in you. You become virtuous, just and balanced. Everything you do is graceful and beautiful. Every thought you think, every word you say and every action you take. Anything you weave, make, carve or cook with your hands, it all becomes beautiful.

If you do not find the deed producing a sweetness or expansion in your heart, then blame it. For the Lord, Exalted is He, is indeed appreciative.” – Ibn Taimiyyah Meaning that He will reward the doer of the deed in this world with experiencing sweetness, expansion and delight in his heart. Whenever one does not find this occurring, then the deed is defective.

and by a militant rejection of all later accretions, which included medieval fiqh, mysticism and Falsafah, which most Muslims now regarded as normative. Because the Ottoman sultans did not conform to his vision of true Islam, Abd al-Wahhab declared that they were apostates and worthy of death. Instead, he tried to create an enclave of pure faith, based on his view of the first ummah of the seventh century. His aggressive techniques would be used by some fundamentalists in the twentieth century, a period of even greater change and unrest. Wahhabism is the form of Islam that is still practised today in Saudi Arabia, a puritan religion based on a strictly literal interpretation of scripture and early Islamic tradition.

The possible or impossible for Allah Most High involves the divine attribute of qudra or omnipotence, “what He can do”. This attribute in turn relates exclusively to the intrinsically possible, not to what is intrinsically impossible, as Allah says, “Verily Allah has power over every thing” (Qur’an 20:29), “thing” being something that in principle can exist. For example, if one asks “Can Allah create square circle?” the answer is that His omnipotence does not relate to it, for a square circle does not refer to anything that in principle could exist: the speaker does not have a distinct idea of what he means, but is merely using a jumble of words. "On the validity of all religions in the thought of ibn Al-‘Arabi and Emir ‘Abd al-Qadir: a letter to `Abd al-Matin

I'd attended a selective liberal arts college, trained at respectable research institutions, and even completed a dissertation for a doctoral degree. In our shared office, I'd tell new hires I was ABD, so they wouldn't feel their own situation was so bleak. If they saw a ten-year veteran adjunct with a PhD, they might lose hope of securing a permanent job. It was the least I could do, as a good American, to remind the young we were an innocent and optimistic country where everyone was entitled to a fulfilling career. To make sure they understood that PhD stood not for "piled higher and deeper" or "Pop has dough," but in fact the degree meant "professional happiness desired," and at the altruistic colleges of democratic America only the angry or sad ones need not apply.

The three most important Arab witnesses of the French occupation were the historians Abd al-Rahman al-Jabartī, Hasan al-Attar and Niqula Turk. Al-Jabartī felt that the invasion was God’s punishment on Egypt for ignoring Islamic principles. He saw the French as the new Crusaders, but made no secret of his admiration for French weaponry, military tactics, medical advances, scientific achievements and interest in Egyptian history, geography and culture. He enjoyed his interaction with the savants and was impressed by Napoleon’s lack of ostentation and the way that on his journey to Suez he took engineers and Muslim merchants with him instead of cooks and a harem. Yet still he saw him as a rapacious, untrustworthy, atheistic beast, and was delighted when jihad was declared against the infidels.62

The Egyptian chronicler of the Napoleonic invasion, ‘Abd al-Rahman al-Jabarti (1754-1826), was impressed with the scientific interests of the French but described their mores in scandalous terms:   Their women do not cover themselves and have no modesty; they do not care whether they uncover their private parts. Whenever a Frenchman has to perform an act of nature he does so wherever he happens to be, even in full view of people, and he goes away as he is, without washing his private parts after defecation. If he is a man of taste and refinement he wipes himself with whatever he finds, even with a paper with writing on it, otherwise he remains as he is. They have intercourse with any woman who pleases them and vice versa. Sometimes one of their women goes into a barber’s shop, and invites him to shave her pubic hair. If he wishes he can take his fee in kind.7

كما يبغض المستبد العلم لنتائجه يبغضه أيضا لذاته لأن للعلم سلطانا أقوى من كل سلطان، فلا بد للمستبد من أن يستحقر نفسه كلما وقعت عينه على من هو أرقى منه علما. ولذلك لا يحب المستبد أن يرى وجه عالم عاقل يفوق عليه فكرا، فإذا اضطر لمثل الطبيب والمهندس يختار الغبي المتصاغر المتملق. وعلى هذه القاعدة بنى ابن خلدون قوله (فاز المتملقون)، وهذه طبيعة كل المتكبرين بل في غالب الناس، وعليها مبنى ثنائهم على كل من يكون مسكينا خاملا لا يُرجى لخيرٍ ولا لشر.

The global jihad espoused by Osama bin Laden and other contemporary extremists is clearly rooted in contemporary issues and interpretations of Islam. It owes little to the Wahhabi tradition, outside of the nineteenth-century incorporation of the teachings of Ibn Taymiyya and the Ibn al-Qayyim al-Jawziyyah into the Wahhabi worldview as Wahhabism moved beyond the confines of Najd and into the broader Muslim world. The differences between the worldviews of bin Laden and Ibn Abd al-Wahhab are numerous. Bin Laden preaches jihad; Ibn Abd al-Wahhab preached monotheism. Bin Laden preaches a global jihad of cosmic importance that recognizes no compromise; Ibn Abd al-Wahhab’s jihad was narrow in geographic focus, of localized importance, and had engagement in a treaty relationship between the fighting parties as a goal. Bin Laden preaches war against Christians and Jews; Ibn Abd al-Wahhab called for treaty relationships with them. Bin Laden’s jihad proclaims an ideology of the necessity of war in the face of unbelief; Ibn Abd al-Wahhab preached the benefits of peaceful coexistence, social order, and business relationships. Bin Laden calls for the killing of all infidels and the destruction of their money and property; Ibn Abd al-Wahhab restricted killing and the destruction of property… The militant Islam of Osama bin Laden does not have its origins in the teachings of Ibn Abd al-Wahhab and is not representative of Wahhabi Islam as it is practiced in contemporary Saudi Arabia, yet for the media it has come to define Wahabbi Islam in the contemporary era. However, “unrepresentative” bin Laden’s global jihad of Islam in general and Wahhabi Islam in particular, its prominence in headline news has taken Wahhabi Islam across the spectrum from revival and reform to global jihad.

عن العباس بن عبد المطلب يقول يا رسول الله إني أريد أن أمتدحك فقال رسول الله صلى الله عليه وسلم قل لا يفضض الله فاك فأنشأ يقول من قبلها طبت في الظلال وفي * مستودع حيث يخصف الورق ثم هبطت البلاد لا بشر أنت * ولا مضغة ولا علق بل نطفة تركب السفين وقد * الجم نسرا وأهله الغرق تنقل من صلب إلى رحم * إذا مضى عالم بدا طبق حتى احتوى بيتك المهيمن من * خندف علياء تحتها النطق وأنت لما ولدت أشرقت الأرض * وضاءت بنورك الأفق فنحن في ذلك الضياء وفي النور * وسبل الرشاد نخت

we give free reign to a tyrant and will believe him a just ruler if he meets the moment’s needs. One strikes a deal with us over ‘national independence’, another swaps it out for ‘prosperity’, another might ask us to give up freedom in return for security and safety, or the protection of minorities. In our tradition dignity is either for the individual or the nation—you can’t have both. And justice is either in the courtrooms or the market, not in both.

İki haftamı ülkenizi dolaşarak geçirdim -ülkeniz, çılgın zamanlar mıntıkası ve televizyonda sürekli bir biçimde ereksiyon sorununu tedavi eden ilaçların reklamının yapıldığı o ülkeyse eğer- bu dergi için bilgi toplamakla görevlendirilmiş olarak: kırk yedi edebiyatsever, sinir bozucu derecede sakin olmakla beraber yüzü gülmeyen genç adam ve kadından oluşan, her ay bu köşedeki tüm iyi esprileri ayıklayan Hece Cümbüşü, artık Amerikan okuma alışkanlıklarından bihaber olduğuma karar verdi ve beni havaalanı kitapçılarına doğru (itiraf etmeliyim ki faydalı) bir geziye gönderdi. Bu sayede, biliyorum ki, en sevdiğiniz yazarınız Cormac McCarthy değil, hatta David Foster Wallace bile değil, Joel Osteen diye bir adam ki kendisi, hakkında bildiğim kadarıyla Cümbüş üyesi olabilir çünkü kusursuz dişlere ve kurtarıcımız İsa’nın rehberliğinde insanlığın mükemmelliğe ulaşabileceğine dair bir inanca sahip. Televizyonu her açışımda Osteen ekrandaydı -Allah şu yetişkinlere yönelik, seyrettiğin-kadar-öde kanallarından razı olsun!- ve kitabı Become a Better You (Daha İyi Bir Sen Ol) her yerdeydi. Sanırım, şimdi bu kitabı okumak zorunda kalacağım, sırf sizin ne düşündüğünüzü öğrenmek için. Gerçek bir hikaye: Texas Houston’da George Bush Havaalanı’nda, otuzlarında çekici bir kadın gördüm bu kitabı satın alırken ve ilginç olan şuydu ki kadın ağlıyordu bu işi yaparken. Aceleyle içeri girdi gözlerinden yaşlar akarak ve kendi kendine söylenerek, doğruca ciltli, çok satan, kurgusal olmayan kitapların sergilendiği bölüme yöneldi. Tahmininiz benimki kadar başarılı. Neredeyse tamamen eminim ki, suçlanması gereken kişi duyarsız bir herifin teki (kadının D15 ile D17 kapıları arasında bir yerde terk edildiğini tahmin ediyorum), ve aslına bakılırsa duyarsız Amerikalı erkekler, Hıristiyanlığın A.B.D.’de popüler olmasının sorumlusudur. İlginçtir ki, İngiltere’de erkekler zerre kadar duyarsız değildir ve sonuç olarak biz de neredeyse toptan allahsız bir milletiz ve Joel Osteen hiçbir zaman televizyonlarımıza çıkmıyor.

من رواية بلوجرز: فتلك هي اللعبة التي أتقنها الإنسان منذ قديم الأزل ولم يملّ منها ابدا ... لعبة الموت ...القتل ... الصيد .. ولكن مع تطور الزمن واختلاف الطبقات ، انتقل البعض الى مقاعد المتفرجين او المشجعين ، وان كانوا لا يمانعون بأن يُقتَل البعض ، وان يقتلوا بعضهم البعض ، قد يكون بداعي الكسل أو إدعاء البراءة آثروا ان يلعبوا دور المحرضين والجلادين والمشجعين في آن واحد ، وان كان العبيد قديما يمارسون اللعبة ويَقْتُلون ويُقتَلون لمجرد القتل وطاعة لأسياد الماضي ، فمازال في حاضرنا هذ الآف من العبيد ومئات من الأسياد.

Sure, it would be nice if the giants of Silicon Valley were dedicated to protecting and advancing human rights, but corporations are not really likely to do any of that.’ What they are built to do is monetize every single transaction . . . I don’t expect either Twitter or Facebook or the mobile companies to change their business models just for activists, so that is not going to happen . . . What needs to happen is a revolution. What needs to happen is a complete change in the order of things, so that we are making these

ثلاثون عام يبحث قلبــــي عــن جـــواب ثلاثون عام أرسم لوحات العـــــــــــــذاب وماهي لوحاتي إلا سراب ســـــــــــــــــــــراب ولكنك يا جميــلتي جعلتيني أبحر ســـــــنوات .. أبحر في بحر غرام وقواربي تصرخ آهــــات فجمالك أعمى عيوني وصوتك قاموس الكلمات وعيناك كون مبدع لا يحوي ألا النجمـــــــــات ورموشك للقمر هلال يخفيه بعض اللحظــــات وبسمتك ريشة فنان قد ترسم أجمل لوحــــــات وكلامك للشعر خيال يُكتب من دون الحركات فأنت معجزة عمري وبدأ عمري من لحظــات فأنت جواباً لحياتي ولحياتي أنت بجـــــــواب ثلاثون عام يبحث قلبــــي عــن جـــواب وأنت جواب لكل جواب

فيه حاجات بحاول انساها أنسى أنساها وأفتكرها زيّ خوفك م البـــــــــداية ربكة إحساسك وإنفعالك وأمّا صِدقت الحــــــــكاية جريتي فجأة ع النهاية وبإيديكي قفلتي بابي زعيقك وخبـطك بالكلام كلّ خوفك انك تتسابي بنت كـتلـة إهتـمــام ترددك مصـدر عـذابي ف الطبيعي أقرّب أكتر أقربلك من رمش عينك وبصراحة خايف أخسر طفلة ف براءتك وطيبك _ ليه بغير وانتي مع غيري وليه تغيري وانا ويّا غيرك وبغير وعنيكي حاضنة الارض ليه أساسا مانكونش لبعض _ كنت بخلق 1000 صدفة وبصادفني واقع في صدفتك وكأنّنا على إتفاق يتظبط قلبي ع قلبك ليه ف كلامك بلقى ردّ لكل حاجة قبل ما أقولها ايه اللي يخلي العقل يتوحّد ليه غنوة قلبك بسمعها؟

Qui veut la fin veut les moyens. Selon moi, toutes les populations qui n’acceptent pas nos conditions doivent être rasées, tout doit être pris, saccagé, sans distinction d’âge ni de sexe: l’herbe ne doit plus pousser où l’armée française a mis le pied. Si nos tendres cœurs saignent d’anéantir tout ce qui résiste, entassez hommes, femmes et enfants sur des bâtiments de l’Etat, et expédiez-moi tout cela aux îles Marquises ou ailleurs. Tuez ou exportez ainsi quelques tribus, et je vous réponds que les autres se défendront contre ce fantôme [Abd el-Kader] qui les terrifie. Chaque fois qu’un chef de tribu a trahi ou n’a pas agi avec vigueur, tous les hommes de la tribu doivent être tués, le reste exporté. Les tribus doivent nourrir l’armée lorsqu’elle voyage, et, si les vivres n’arrivent pas à point donné, razzia pour la première fois, mort et exportation en cas de récidive. Si je me laissais aller à ma verve d’extermination, je vous en remplirais quatre pages. Lorsque les peuplades venues d’Arabie inondèrent l’Afrique, elles ne soumirent les Berbères qu’en employant les moyens que je prône. - Agissons donc de même, si nous voulons en finir. [Lettre à Leuglay 24/01/1843 p .334]

Sharon participates in these searches himself. He orders the soldiers to perform a full body search on all males and sometimes imposes curfews on refugee camps in order to conduct a search. The clear goal of the mission is finding terrorists and killing them. The soldiers have orders not to try and capture the terrorists alive. Sharon instructs them to be rough with the local population, to perform searches in the streets and even to strip suspects naked if necessary; to shoot to kill any Arab who holds a gun; to shoot to kill any Arab who does not obey a Stop! call; and to diminish the risk to their lives by employing a big volume of fire, by uprooting trees from orchards which makes it difficult to capture terrorists, by demolishing houses and driving out their owners to other houses in order to pave secure roads. Haider Abd al-Shafi, Senior Palestinian leader, says: ‘Sharon took a decision to open roads in Al Shateya camp and in Rafah for security. That led to removing houses, the houses of refugees, which is an action not to be taken lightly, but there was no objection neither from Dayan nor from the Israeli government. They let Sharon realize his aim and he really destroyed a lot of refugees’ houses.

In the case of Islam, there are today certainly religious extremists of different kinds, but they do not define the mainstream, or center, of Islam. That center belongs to traditional Islam. And that center is the one against which one should view fanatical religious extremism, on the one side, and the rabid secularist modernism found in most Islamic countries, but especially in such places as Turkey, Tunisia, and Algeria, on the other. Traditional Islam is not opposed to what the West wishes to do within its own borders, but to the corrosive influences emanating from modern and postmodern Western culture, now associated so much with what is called globalization, that threaten Islamic values, just as they threaten Christian and Jewish values in the West itself. But the philosophy of defense of traditional Islam has always been to keep within the boundaries of Islamic teachings. Its method of combat has been and remains primarily intellectual and spiritual, and when it has been forced to take recourse to physical action in the form of defense of its home and shelter, its models have been the Amīr ‘Abd al-Qādirs and Imām Shāmils, not the Reign of Terror of the French Revolution or homegrown models of Che Guevara.

Çok sevdiğim bir fıkra vardır... Bizi anlatır... Papa bir gün Roma'dan Floransa'ya giderken otomobilinin arka koltuğunda oturmaktan sıkıldı.. Şoförünü eliyle ikaz edip yerleri değiştiler... Direksiyona geçen Papa, çok ama çok mutluydu... Mutluluktan olsa gerek; hız sınırı falan tanımadı... Gaza büyük keyifle yüklendi... Islık çalıp şarkı söyleyen Papa'nın keyfi bir anda kaçtı. Issız bir köşede bekleyen TRAFİK POLİSİ önlerini kesip "Sağa yanaşın ikazı " yaptı... Ağır adımlarla araca yaklaşan polis, direksiyonda PAPA'yı görünce gözlerine inanamadı. Ne yapacağını şaşırdı. Eli ayağına dolaştı... Telsizi kaptığı gibi merkeze ulaştı... -Çok önemli bir kişiyi durdurdum. Ne yapmam gerekiyor? Acil yardım edin! Karşı taraf hemen cevabı verdi; İster bakan ister başbakan olsun, cezasını kes ve gönder... Eli ayağı titreyen polis "Bu saydıklarından daha büyük biri!" diyerek ikinci kez yardım istedi... Merkezdeki amir kızarak sesini yükseltti: -Sersem herif, ABD Başkanı'nı durdurmadın ya! Cezasını kes hemen! Polis titreyerek "Ondan daha büyük, daha büyük.." diyebildi heyecanla... Polisin ısrarlarıyla kafası iyice karışan MERKEZ ne yapacağını bilemez bir halde tekrar sordu: -Kim var o araçta! Söyle artık! Polis nefesini tutup cevap verdi: -Kim olduğunu bilmiyorum. Ama şoförlüğünü PAPA yapıyor!..

Acapulco’da bir sahil barında tatlı okyanus esintisinin keyfini çıkardığımızı varsayalım. Yanında iki limon dilimiyle buz gibi iki Corona birası geliyor önümüze. Limonları sıkıp şişelerimizin ağzına tıkıştırıyor ve şişeleri ters çevirip o hoş fışırtı sesini duyana dek bekledikten sonra, biralarımızı yudumluyoruz. Şerefe. Ama önce, çok seçenekli bir soruyla kafanızı ütüleyeyim. Az önce yaptığımızı Corona bira-limon ritüelinin nereden çıktığı hakkında bir fikriniz var mı? A) Birayı limon dilimiyle içmek biranın tadını güzelleştirdiği için, bu Corona içerken kullanılan Latin kültürüne özgü bir yöntemdir. B) Limon, şişeleme ve sevkiyat sırasında şişede oluşabilecek bakterileri yok edeceği için, bu mikroplara karşı geliştirilmiş eski bir Orta Amerika alışkanlığından kaynaklanan bir ritüeldir. Ve son olarak, C) Corona-limon ritüeli ilk olarak 1981 yılında adı bilinmeyen bir restoranda çalışan bir barmenin arkadaşıyla bir Corona şişesinin ağzına bir limon dilimi tıkarsa bar müşterilerinin kendisini taklit edip etmeyeceği üzerine bahse tutuşmasından çıkmış bir ritüeldir. Tahmininiz üçüncü seçenekse, doğru bildiniz. Aslında sakin bir gecede bir barmenin rastgele uydurduğu otuz yıllık geçmişi bile olmayan bu basit ritüelin Corona’nın ABD pazarında Heineken’e yetişmesine katkı yaptığı düşünülüyor.

Human beings are members of a whole, In creation of one essence and soul. If one member is afflicted with pain, Other members uneasy will remain. If you have no sympathy for human pain, The name of human you cannot retain”. ***Gulistan ("The Rose Garden") is a landmark literary work in Persian literature. Written in 1259 A.D, it is one of two magna opera of the Persian poet Saadi, considered one of the best medieval Persian poets. The Gulistan is a collection of poems and stories, just as a rose-garden is a collection of roses. It is widely quoted as a source of wisdom. The entrance to the United Nations' Hall of Nations’ carries the following inscription culled from Gulistan.

„The Prophet had a universal soul. He had an oceanic soul. One that embraced all other Souls and our masters in our tradition talk about that. They talk about the magnanimity of the Prophet. The great souledness of our Prophet. That meant that he had the ability to relate to every single human being: as they are, where they are, to feel and suffer with them if they had harm and to feel joy with them if they had good and to be intent on their well-being in all things that they did. This is an incredible capacity. And as we grow spiritually this must be one of the gauges by which growth is measured. You are able to embrace people as a whole, not just your own group, not just your own family, not just your own country, but to embrace all people. And not just the good ones but also the bad ones as well. The more that we grow spiritually, the greater this quality becomes. That‘s why the community that embodies that becomes a mercy to the worlds like the Prophet himself. Then that community is a mercy for everyone around it. For the trees, for the animals, for all the people no matter who they are. For the homeless, for the down-and-out, for the people that have nothing. This is the way the community got to be. It‘s got to be a community with open arms, a community that is here to serve and to love. That‘s the way the Prophet was, isn‘t it? The Prophet who is the greatest thing that God created in creation, the greatest of all the human beings, of all the Jin, greater than all the angels. Greater than anything that God created. And we believe also that he is the first thing that God created, the light of our Prophet. “ (From the lecture „Community and Continuity“)

Josephson had died just north of Abd al-Kuri Island, an uninhabited, mountainous desert with, on its eastern side, perhaps the world’s wildest and finest beach. To mollify Holworthy, in a moment of weakness not long after they had departed Lemonnier, Rensselaer had considered leaving a few SEALs there on the way south, to observe traffic, as on occasion irregular forces were ordered to do. But he had decided then that rather than mollify Holworthy, he would keep him down. The rendezvous point with the Puller wasn’t far, and, arriving first, Athena waited. The Puller was out of sight but in radio contact. Eventually they saw her to the west, and she came even with Athena at dusk, although in that latitude, as Josephson had learned, dusk is so short it hardly exists. With the lights of the Puller blazing despite wartime conditions, her vast superstructure, hollow and beamed like a box-girder bridge, was cast in flares and shadows. A brow was extended from a door in the side and fixed to Athena’s main deck. As a gentle swell moved the two ships up and down at different rates, the hinged brow tilted slightly one way and then another. The Iranian prisoners were escorted over the brow and to the brig in the Puller, which would take them very close to their own country, but then to the United States. They were bitter and depressed. The huge ship into the darkness of which they were swallowed seemed like an alien craft from another civilization, which, for them, it was. A gray metal coffin was carried to Athena by a detail from the Puller. This was a sad thing to see, sadder than struggle, sadder than blood. It disappeared below. Josephson’s body was placed inside it and the flag draped over it. Six of Athena’s crew in dress uniform carried it slowly to the brow and set it on deck. After a long silence, Rensselaer spoke a few words. “Our shipmates Speight and Josephson are no longer with us—Speight committed to the deep, lost except to God. And Josephson, who will go home. Neither of these men is unique in death. They are still very much like us, and we are like them: it’s only a matter of time—however long, however short. If upon gazing at this coffin you feel a gulf between you, the living, and him, one of the dead, remember that our fates are the same, and he isn’t as far from us as we may imagine. “At times like this I question our profession. I question the enterprise of war. And then I go on, as we shall, and as we must. In this spirit we bid goodbye to Ensign Josephson, to whom you might have been brothers, and I and the chiefs, perhaps, fathers. May God bless and keep him.” Then the captain read the 23rd Psalm, a salute was fired, and Josephson’s coffin was lifted to the shoulders of its bearers and slowly carried into the depths of the Puller. When he died, he was very young.

Beauty Void lay the world, in nothingness concealed, Without a trace of light or life revealed, Save one existence which second knew- Unknown the pleasant words of We and You. Then Beauty shone, from stranger glances free, Seen of herself, with naught beside to see, With garments pure of stain, the fairest flower Of virgin loveliness in bridal bower. No combing hand had smoothed a flowing tress, No mirror shown her eyes their loveliness No surma dust those cloudless orbs had known, To the bright rose her cheek no bulbul flown. No heightening hand had decked the rose with green, No patch or spot upon that cheek was seen. No zephyr from her brow had fliched a hair, No eye in thought had seen the splendour there. Her witching snares in solitude she laid, And love's sweet game without a partner played. But when bright Beauty reigns and knows her power She springs indignant from her curtained bower. She scorns seclusion and eludes the guard, And from the window looks if doors be barred. See how the tulip on the mountain grown Soon as the breath of genial Spring has blown, Bursts from the rock, impatient to display Her nascent beauty to the eye of day. When sudden to thy soul reflection brings The precious meaning of mysterious things, Thou canst not drive the thought from out thy brain; Speak, hear thou must, for silence is such pain. So beauty ne'er will quit the urgent claim Whose motive first from heavenly beauty came When from her blessed bower she fondly strayed, And to the world and man her charms displayed. In every mirror then her face was shown, Her praise in every place was heard and known. Touched by her light, the hearts of angels burned, And, like the circling spheres, their heads were turned, While saintly bands, whom purest at the sight of her, And those who bathe them in the ocean sky Cries out enraptured, "Laud to God on high!" Rays of her splendour lit the rose's breast And stirred the bulbul's heart with sweet unrest. From her bright glow its cheek the flambeau fired, And myriad moths around the flame expired. Her glory lent the very sun the ray Which wakes the lotus on the flood to-day. Her loveliness made Laila's face look fair To Majnún, fettered by her every hair. She opened Shírín's sugared lips, and stole From Parvíz' breast and brave Farhád's the soul. Through her his head the Moon of Canaan raised, And fond Zulaikha perished as she gazed. Yes, though she shrinks from earthly lovers' call, Eternal Beauty is the queen of all; In every curtained bower the screen she holds, About each captured heart her bonds enfolds. Through her sweet love the heart its life retains, The soul through love of her its object gains. The heart which maidens' gentle witcheries stir Is, though unconscious, fired with love of her. Refrain from idle speech; mistake no more: She brings her chains and we, her slaves, adore. Fair and approved of Love, thou still must own That gift of beauty comes from her alone. Thou art concealed: she meets all lifted eyes; Thou art the mirror which she beautifies. She is that mirror, if we closely view The truth- the treasure and the treasury too. But thou and I- our serious work is naught; We waste our days unmoved by earnest thought. Cease, or my task will never end, for her Sweet beauties lack a meet interpreter. Then let us still the slaves of love remain For without love we live in vain, in vain. Jámí, "Yúsuf and Zulaikha". trans. Ralph T. H. Griffith. Ballantyne Press 1882. London. p.19-22

with the KABIRI. And we have shown that the latter were the same as the Manus, the Rishis and our Dhyan Chohans, who incarnated in the Elect of the Third and Fourth Races. Thus, while in Theogony the Kabiri-Titans were seven great gods: cosmically and astronomically the Titans were called Atlantes, because, perhaps, as Faber says, they were connected (a) with At-al-as "the divine Sun," and (b) with tit "the deluge." But this, if true, is only the exoteric version. Esoterically, the meaning of their symbols depends on the appellation, or title, used. The seven mysterious, awe-inspiring great gods—the Dioscuri,[420] the deities surrounded with the darkness of occult nature—become the Idei (or Idaeic finger) with the adept-healer by metals. The true etymology of the name lares (now signifying "ghosts") must be sought in the Etruscan word "lars," "conductor," "leader." Sanchoniathon translates the word Aletae as fire worshippers, and Tabor believes it derived from Al-Orit, "the god of fire." Both are right, as in both cases it is a reference to the Sun (the highest God), toward whom the planetary gods "gravitate" (astronomically and allegorically) and whom they worship. As Lares, they are truly the Solar Deities, though Faber's etymology, who says that "lar" is a contraction of "El-Ar," the solar deity, is not very correct. They are the "lares," the conductors and leaders of men. As Aletae, they were the seven planets -- astronomically; and as Lares, the regents of the same, our protectors and rulers—mystically. For purposes of exoteric or phallic worship, as also cosmically, they were the Kabiri, their attributes being recognised in these two capacities by the name of the temples to which they respectively belonged, and those of their priests. They all belonged, however, to the Septenary creative and informing groups of Dhyan Chohans. The Sabeans, who worshipped the "regents of the Seven planets" as the Hindus do their Rishis, held Seth and his son Hermes (Enoch or Enos) as the highest among the planetary gods. Seth and Enos were borrowed from the Sabeans and then disfigured by the Jews (exoterically); but the truth can still be traced about them even in Genesis.[421] Seth is the "progenitor" of those early men of the Third Race in whom the "Planetary" angels had incarnated—a Dhyan Chohan himself, who belonged to the informing gods; and Enos (Hanoch or Enoch) or Hermes, was said to be his son—because it was a generic name for all the early Seers ("Enoichion"). Thence the worship. The Arabic writer Soyuti says that the earliest records mention Seth, or Set, as the founder of Sabeanism; and therefore that the pyramids which embody the planetary system were regarded as the place of sepulchre of both Seth and Idris (Hermes or Enoch), (See Vyse, "Operations," Vol. II., p. 358); that thither Sabeans proceeded on pilgrimage, and chanted prayers seven times a day, turning to the North (the Mount Meru, Kaph, Olympus, etc., etc.) (See Palgrave, Vol. II., p. 264). Abd Allatif says curious things about the Sabeans and their books. So does Eddin Ahmed Ben Yahya, who wrote 200 years later. While the latter maintains "that each pyramid was consecrated to a star" (a star regent rather), Abd Allatif assures us "that he had read in Sabean books that one pyramid was the tomb of Agathodaemon and the other of Hermes" (Vyse, Vol. II., p. 342). "Agathodaemon was none other than Seth, and, according to some writers, Hermes was his son," adds Mr. Staniland Wake in "The Great Pyramid," p. 57. Thus, while in Samothrace and the oldest

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By ARTHUR C. BROOKS ABD AL-RAHMAN III was an emir and caliph of Córdoba in 10th-century Spain. He was an absolute ruler who lived in complete luxury. Here’s how he assessed his life: “I have now reigned above 50 years in victory or peace; beloved by my subjects, dreaded by my enemies, and respected by my allies. Riches and honors, power and pleasure, have waited on my call, nor does any earthly blessing appear to have been wanting to my felicity.” Fame, riches and pleasure beyond imagination. Sound great? He went on to write: “I have diligently numbered the days of pure and genuine happiness which have fallen to my lot: They amount to 14.” Abd al-Rahman’s problem wasn’t happiness, as he believed — it was unhappiness. If that sounds like a distinction without a difference, you probably have the same problem as the great