...and to you I give this...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you ...

This be the second week of the sixth month,

Second year of being a slave to a slave,

Year of the Terra Ratus,

21 days to the first year, the West is reluctantly shaded by distance...

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oo(O)oo

LIVING LIKE A DEAD MAN

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'Abdullah bin 'Amr bin Al' narrated that:

I heard Allah's Apostle saying, "Allah does not take away the knowledge, by taking it away from (the hearts of) the people, but takes it away by the death of the religious learned men until when none of the (religious learned men) remains, people will take as their leaders ignorant persons who when consulted will give their verdict without knowledge. So they will go astray and will lead the people astray."

O Allah! I surrender to You, entrust all my affairs to You, and depend upon You for Your Blessings with both hope and fear of You. There is no fleeing from You, and there is no place of protection and safety except with You O Allah! I believe in Your Book (the Qur'an) which You have revealed and in Your Prophet (Muhammad) whom You have sent

- A PRAYER BEFORE WE SLEEP

Nor can a soul die except by Allah's leave, the term being fixed as by writing. If any do desire a reward in this life, We shall give it to him; and if any do desire a reward in the Hereafter, We shall give it to him. And swiftly shall We reward those that (serve us with) gratitude. - THE HOLY BOOK, 003.145

* NOTE: I dedicate the first hadith to those who have lost their loved ones, as those who have left them are indeed a treasure throve of knowledge for without their love and knowledge no matter how small, we would never be who we are.

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PEACE BE UPON YOU AND PRAISE BE UPON TO THE PROPHET AND ALLAH.

I meant not to be religious nor do I mean to be pious by opening this entry as I did.

I began this entry as I did, because PEACE is the sole thing I search and longed for; and hope that the Al-Mighty has always and will always grace upon you - the ones that He has lead to this unworthy entry.

I wrote what I wrote because I love you.

I am a man with nothing in my hand, ignorance in my mind and emptiness in my heart. A man such as I am is a being who is LIVING LIKE A DEAD MAN.

I tried my best to distance my self from sympathy in one's mind, love in one's heart and kindness in one's hands in fear that the DEMONS IN ME would stop me to return all that in kind or even in the very least.

I prison my heart from being love in fear that my love could not be at par to the love being given to me hence making me a HALF DEAD as I am now.

I silenced my mind in fear that the voice of my mind be the whispers of the PRINCE OF AGNUS - the child of fire.

All of you whom I love with the love of God.

For the past few weeks, I read with much sadness of your lost. I grieve with those who grieved. Your lost is a great lost not only to you and to your family but also to those who knew you and also to those who could only be with you in this intangible realm like me.

I say this with the purest of sincerity of my heart.

Forgive me for what I wrote after this brings you anger and hate. It is not what I wish to do.

I see death, my beloved ones, as a blessing.

Open you mind and let free your soul, and you will see death as I see it.

Death, means not as an end.

It is a beginning for a new life and marking immortality.

Every living being will die, physically and with the coming of death, comes sadness, confusion and emptiness to most of those who were left behind.

But, many of us often luxuriously forget, that with death also brings us choices.

To live life alive or to die with the deceased.

Most of us choose, often unconsciously, to the latter.

We choose to continue live in sadness, but what is more worst, we unconsciously end the immortality of our deceased beloved by inconsciently erasing their knowledge, wisdoms and love.

A fact that is surely will be contested by many.

You whom I love with the love of God.

Nature has thought us much about death. On the vast body of Lady Earth Gaia, her children celebrate life and death.

They do so with such grandeur base on one simple death brings life to life.

If one would walk through the western plane, home to this ancient being, if one look a bit attentively, one could never miss to notice that they stood tall as if being planted in distinct lines and rows.

And if one would look a little more attentively, one would see that they grow on the trunks of their fallen forefathers.

In the embrace of Lady Gaia, the demise of one, no matter how violently and unwanted, would create a cradle for a new life to bloom.

Death bring pause only to our physical self not to our soul, virtue, identity and wisdom.

Making us live forever.

Let the loved ones that have leave us behind become one of the immortals.

Make them immortals by letting their soul, virtue, identity and wisdom grew with us and within our sons and daughters.

And we too, when it is our time to part, shall become one of the forever living.

All of you whom I love with the love of God.

I silenced my mind in fear that the voice of my mind be the whispers of the PRINCE OF AGNUS - the child of fire.

I prison my heart from being love in fear that my love could not be at par to the love being given to me hence making me a HALF DEAD as I am now.

I tried my best to distance my self from sympathy in one's mind, love in one's heart and kindness in one's hands in fear that the DEMONS IN ME would stop me to return all that in kind or even in the very least.

I am a man with nothing in my hand, ignorance in my mind and emptiness in my heart. A man such as I am is a being who is LIVING LIKE A DEAD MAN.

I wrote what I wrote because I love you.

---oo0oo---

...and with this end, another end begins...

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oo(O)oo

ANSWER ME THIS

-o0o-

beloved friends tell me please,

if it is the end of this beginning be the root to your ease,

or, it is the end that would spawn your bliss,

tell me so that for you I may wheel,

a cart for this tale and banish all crease,

but,

be what ever it is that you may ever wish,

feed my mind with thoughts as a dish,

and give strength to my soul to bring you a dot marking mark a finish.

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WHEN THE DARK ONE COMES

-o0o-

when the dark one come,

let not smile to tears it succumb,

let not fear raise his arrogant thumb,

let not love be turn to a limping lump,

in confusion when the dark one come.

the dark one come,

not to bring glum,

but notes sweeter than rum,

something that our children could hum,

something that we could drum...

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oo(O)oo

In another time,

another tale will come.

maybe,

of the things,

the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.

but for now,

the Demon would only want to rest.

and rest the Demon will,

in a land where demons are kill,

on hot sands that would test the strongest of will.

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_______THANK YOU_______

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