B/w Good and evil a wall

Antinationalist's thought:
Between evil and good, a wall.

I've been homeless, living at my friend's apartment to another. It's not that I'm really homeless, it's just that I have a home but I don't feel comfortable living in it any more, so I preferred to roam around. I'm at my friend's apartment. I just prayed Alfajir, and my hair is still wet from Wudu. The room is quiet, and the fan is spinning and its shades moving on the room's four walls. I could hear Um Kulthom classic songs coming through the wall and underneath the door from a next door room. Five Arabs roommates are there, laughing and chatting. Their laughters are loud and as meaningless as their conversations. They just finished smoking their last weed pot, and got drunk enough. I question myself a lot and realize that there is also a physical thin line between evil and good, and it was a wall. Like any wall in history, like the great wall of China, the Berlin wall, and the wall in Gazah. However, my wall is more personal, and socially sad. It's so fragile, insecure and thin comparing to the others. My wall is just to show you how society has become, and how evil and good exist in one house under one roof divided by a wall or two. All I could do is to put the pillow around my ears to hardly fall asleep and pretend there's only light not dark.

Good Night dear readers.

One Cent Missing

AntiNationalist's Thought:
One Cent Missing

Today at work, an old white unshaved western man with a tiring face bought something, I told him it was four dollars and one cent, he gave me four dollars and two cents, I told him one cent was over, he said "Yeah you forgot last week I told you I was short one cent and forgot to give it to you". I was speechless and amazed at how honest and credible some people could be, I said to him "Well for your loyalty and honesty, I gave it back to you". I've seen Arabs and Muslims men throwing away cents, dimes and nickels in trash saying it's not much. I've met some who owed me hundreds of dollars not a cent, and still denied to pay back. In the darkest and most disordered working-class societies, you see drunken drugs addicted homeless people and prostitutes, thieves, and more. However you still sometime see inside them a sense of kindness and mercifulness, which amazes me the most because of how contradicting it is. I think the sense of mercifulness is what many of our Arab and Muslim societies miss and lack, and don't understand and realize it, even though they say it unrealizing the meaning of it everyday in their prayers: "Bismillahi al r-rahmani al r-rahim" "In the name of Allah, the most gracious, the most merciful".

Good night dear readers.

ابن القيم

ابن القيم الجوزية مدهش من اتخاذ المسيحيين عيسى عليه السلام إلها متسائلا:-

"أعباد المسيح لنا سؤال نريد جوابه ممن وعاه:

إذا مات الإله بصنع قوم أماتوه فما هذا الإله؟

وهل أرضاه ما نالوه منه فبشراهم إذا نالوا رضاه؟

و إن سخط الذي فعلوه فيه فقوتهم إذا أوهت قواه؟

وهل بقي الوجود بلا إله سميع يستجيب لمن دعاه؟

و هل خلت الطباق السبع لما ثوى تحت التراب و قد علاه؟

و هل خلت العوالم من إله يدبرها و قد سُمّرَتْ يداه؟

و كيف تخلت الأملاك عنه بنصرهم و قد سمعوا بكاه؟

و كيف أطاقت الخشبات حمل الإله الحق شداً على قفاه؟

و كيف دنا الحديد إليه حتى يخالطه و يلحقه أذاه؟

و كيف تمكنت أيدي عداه و طالت حيث قد صفعوا قفاه؟

و هل عاد المسيح إلى حياة أم المحيي له رب سواه؟

و يا عجبا لقبر ضم رباً و أعجب منه بطن قد حواه!

أقام هناك تسعاً من شهور لدى الظلمات من حيض غذاه.

و شق الفرج مولوداً صغيراً ضعيفاً فاتحاً للثدى فاه.

و يأكل ثم يشرب ثم يأتي بلازم ذاك هل هذا إله؟

تعالى الله عن إفك النصارى سيسأل كلهم عما افتراه

أعباد الصليب لأي معنى يعظم أو يقبح من رماه؟

و هل تقضى العقول بغير كسر و إحراق له و لمن بغاه؟

إذا ركب الإله عليه كرهاً و قد شدت لتسمير يداه

فذاك المركب الملعون حقا فدسه لا تبسه إذ تراه يهان.

عليه رب الخلق طَرا و تعبده! فإنك من عداه.

فإن عظمته من أجل أن قد حوى رب العباد و قد علاه.

و قد فقد الصليب فإن رأينا له شكلا تذكرنا سناه!

فهلا للقبور سجدت طرا لضم القبر ربك في حشاه!

فيا عبد المسيح أفق فهذا بدايته وهذا منتهاه".