All these so-called pious Muslims warring online and in person over aqeedah? They are so lost and mislead masses, these mudslinging mockers. No one even mentions the ongoing culminatory kill off, “the Great Cull” of al-Malhama al-Kubra.

Cowards.

Villains.

Criminals.

Brainwashed fools.

But you trust the same religious leaders who pushed the serpent’s bitter brew and set up make shift clinics in masajid and market booths?

The silent scholars and callers are the inheritors of the prophets (as)? Lies.

An true inheritor of prophets does what prophets do;

protects the peoples, creatures and creation,

calls to repent and purify,

speaking truth and

annihilating lies with inspired speech and authentic action.

Those of experiential knowledge; men and women of excellence, of egoless artistry and energetic action have my respect. I search far and wide for them.

I am a man of evidence. I don’t care about celebrity converts, football matches, or controversy over madhkalis, Deobandis, Salafis, Sufis or Shia.

Weak men sullying the name “compassionate” in relation to Deen? Evil and vile infiltration. Evident and apparent. What about the Compassionate One? What about “bismillah ir Rahman ir Rahim? See? Turns out Isa (as) is correct. “The blind follow the blind into the pit” full of fire*. But you criticize me for critical thinking and inspired sajdic synthesis? Truth is my Lord and Guide. Who is your god?

Show me true humans of heart and reason, genuine men and women of actual justice and full-grown spiritual fruition, of living wisdom and compassion.

Hypocrites sit silently on sidelines while our people are maimed, made infertile, and poisoned to death?

Who has addressed the scenario accurately? They don’t see the Malhama is a high tech genocide and enslavement agenda. I scream it into canyons and caverns and cry out into the night skies like my teachers did before me.

Why am I abandoned, disrespected and betrayed? You strongly and aggressively insinuate that I am a kafir, deviant, and all those other disgusting dirty words and you expect me to not take offense to your offense against me and my house, as if I don’t know who I am, where I’ve been, or where I’m headed?

Maybe perception needs correction from time to time.

I need a long walk to water.

Pass me my sandals.

 

*paraphrase of Matthew 9:27

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