Choices

A central theme that resonates prominitely and constantly in everyone's life is that of : Making Choices. Be they bad, or good the most important part of a choice is that you atleast took the time to sit down and make it. The past week, I've been in a wedding in NY, and even this was a decision, a choice that I made to choose to go. Currently I work and at the moment a third party is telling me that this is in fact "the most important thing" in my life. Wrong or right, saying that is in itself a reflection of a choice. And at this wedding I realized that maybe attending my first cousin's once in a lifetime (If God Wills) wedding ceremony may have been a bad decision. Now, that may be a very dramatic/controversial statement, but after swallowing some pride, taking alot of crap for no/little reason, I think it's safe to say that missing an extravagant party with random levels of dressup decorum and sappy speeches and songs, honestly, 15 years from now I'll have been happy to say , "well, atleast she can say i attended." and here is where it begins, when we as humans take our decisions, our choices and turn them into consequences. Everyone has drama, politics, and complicated problems in their family and to preserve the privacy of my family's dirty laundry I will refrain from using specifics and simply say that such emotions can ruin as fragile as a thing as the sanctity of a wedding ceremony. I went to one of my friend's brother's weddings once and he gave a speech. In this speech he related the story of Hadhrat Ali and Fatima (RA)'s wedding. He said that when Hadhrat Ali wished to marry Fatima (RA) , the Prophet (SAW) said that they might as well perform the wedding ceremony on Earth for the Angels had alredy celebrated their union in heaven. Such is the importance of a wedding that the Lord himself does not wish for anything but celebration on this occasion. Yet here I am telling you a sad story where a group of people made the decision to prioritize their "respect and dignity" over the wish of their Lord to bring glad tidings to this occasion. Ironically the same people who pushed their chests out and raised their hands high into the air claiming, "respect respect" are the same who refused to even bid congratulations to the bride and groom , and rather thought it'd be nicer to shout orders and tell stories of past mishaps. Long story short, I simply wanted to say, that everyone makes decisions, from attending a wedding, to deciding TO get married, to picking WHO to get married to, and how to engage those that do attend, but the point is that ultimately the decision you take and the way in which it plays out should correlate to the amount of time you took to make that decision. Because if you did not , then the only people rejoicing will be the forces that prevented anyone else from doing so.  

My eyes awakened from the excruciating sting of the sun's light. I winced and covered my eyes with my hand so as to shield myself from the sun's intensity. I slowly got up, my mouth parched by the desert's heat. I mustered up enough energy to cough, and swallowed my spit only to find out that my mouth had dried my saliva into a paste. I leaned on my sword and slowly stood up. In front of me was a sea of corpses whose meat was already half eaten away by the termites, and the other half slowly decaying in front of my very sight. My eyes pointed towards home as a sharp pain went through my stomach. I walked, dreading each step that I took knowing that I would have to endure this pain on my 20 mile trek home, only to reach an even greater agony when I got home. I walked and I walked and the pain only grew. My sword dragged at my side making a scraping sound as my feet walked bare on the hot desert sand. People say that you do not know who you truly are until your body is tested to its limitations. Today, I met those limitations, and I was not the least content with who I truly was. I reached home frightened to see the expression on the faces of my two children and wife, wondering what they would think when they hear the reality of who their father truly was. I had been walking nearly for 5 hours, yet it hardly felt like 5 minutes. I tapped the door with the hilt of my sword, and I heard the sound of my wife's footsteps rush towards the door. Immediately I saw the door fly open, my wife stood standing with a smile on her face. I stood silent my head looking straight at the ground. My body was drenched in sweat, and black tears were rolling down my face as they were mixing with the mud and blood that I was covered in. My wife's smile quickly faded as she came closer and wiped my face with her soft hands. "What happenned?" she whispered, as if whatever were to follow did not matter for in the most unlikeliest of circumstances her husband had come back to her. My two sons looked from behind my wife's leg scared to approach their father as he dropped his bloody sword at his side. I slowly lifted my head and softly gripped my crimson caked hands with my wife's, and with quivering voice and trembling body told her, "Today, I killed a man."

THE RETURN!

Assalamalaium,

So, for those of you who actually care and check this website waiting for some controversy, let it be known that today you will in fact be getting this. For my own personal reasons I have refrained from using Xanga (mostly out of laziness) because schoolwork has been tremendous and I do not spend as much time on the computer anymore as I would like.

Now lately it has come to my attention that today humans no longer know what morality is. Morality is a very ambitious goal to begin with, we don't even have a moral standard. How can humans expect to achieve some sort of "morality" when they in fact are not even clear what their STANDARD for morality is? In other words, the old saying "where do we draw the line" no longer applies, because we've ended up drawing so many that we can't even keep track, and when we are asked a simple question on what we believe we don't even know how we came up with that belief. And what's WORSE we don't even use the same procedure for coming up for our positions on ANY moral issue. Do you know what this is called my friends? They call this liberalism, or relative morality, the absolute death of society. Today we have a bunch of dsigusting homosexuals running around sticking their dicks in other guys asses because they think somehow they were born with a disease that makes them inhumane. You see, the greatest filter of whether an excuse is being made for your beliefs or not is to put a gun to your head. In other words, are you willing to DIE for what you believe in? Homosexuals claim their homosexuality is a cause of some genetic disease. Oh, REALLLY!??! I guarantee you if you stick a gun to a fag's head and say, "Lick this girl's tits" , he will say, "you got some chocolate syrup while you're at it?" Now, put a gun to a cancer patient's head and say, "Get rid of your cancer" and I'm sure it's just not that easy. 

I'm taking this seminar class in which the format of the class is where each day two students bring up two sides of a very polarizing moral issue and after they give their stance on the topic the class debates it. The whole point of the class if for you to test your own stance on an issue not with the opposite side but with yourself. To see how firm or absolute your resolve is. So, one day we had the topic of prostitution, and one person said it's ok and the other person said it's not. So the debate goes on, and one kid from the class raises his hand and says, "Well, you know maybe prostitution's not the best thing, but for someone who has no money and 3 babies, maybe it's ok for her just to make some money." So our teacher goes CRAZY and says, "THAT'S BULLSHIT! You see, this is exactly what I HATE! All you liberal types who think you're "understanding" when in fact you're just closet racists that live in elite suburbia and let wild poor Black and Mexican people commit sin while you feed your children Filet Mignon for dinner, and your biggest problem is a tax break. I mean, why would you make an excuse for a sinful act and a moral travesty just because of someone's circumstance, when this is an act you don't do yourself?" And in fact my friends, that is what we do, and WHY DO WE DO THIS?!! Why is it so hard to say wrong is wrong and right is right regardless especially if we refuse to perform the sin ourself. If a poor mother is selling her vagina for $1.50 to feed her children, why is she some how a saint now? Is she too proud to work at Burger King or ask for welfare? And more importantly what message are we sending our kids? What died between today and yesterday that we have to accept fag homos when 20 years ago men used to be scared to even sit cross-legged? Are we telling our children that as long as you can muster up ANY excuse for your actions, it's fine? You can do anything you want as long as it makes sense to YOU! No, of course not, this is no what you want to do, yet we are. The "Jewish Zionist Destroy America with it's youth and morality" machine is well-oiled and running at optimal conditions. ALthough I throw plenty of blame to the media's way, they are simply catering to the stupidity and lack of FORTITUDE in everyone. So, where is your moral code? What in fact DO YOU LIVE BY!?! If you ask me my friends, my morality ends and begins with one five letter word: Islam. It's just that simple. It is our duty to support our moral code, our moral foundation, because if we in fact believe that this is the word of God, then not supporting Islam through our daily life would be an injustice to our Creator. I don't want to end this weblog with some "Join Islam" campaign, because although I have made my absolute moral criteria Islam, it is not necessary for you to be firm and resolute in your morality by only being Muslim. So instead, I will end this by giving you some advice, and in my opinion the most valuable advice I have ever been given: TEST YOUR BELIEFS. In other words, if you REALLY think you are right and you have a passion for a certain belief system, ask yourself this question: "Am I willing to die for what I believe in?" If the answer to this question is Yes, well, may God accept your passion.

Assalamalaikum.

Khasim. 

The Return is Imminent...

*Smoke clouds the scene* *a bright light is seen in the distance*

for those of you who have been waiting....He is making his return to Xanga VERY soon.

can someone else be controversial for a lil bit? My juices are running low at the moment....ochem post and pre lab due thursday, two tests next week, i'd love for someone to be very anti-western govts right now..... ;) but don't worry, i got PLENTY of stuff to scream about....it'll just take a while for me to collect my thoughts w/ all this garbage school work. aite everyone... ALlah Hafidh.

Khasim.