Logic and Religion

Living in a dream in search of awakening. Finding belief after belief seeking for support to lean upon. Have you found something to believe in? Walking blind with acceptance for a shield, he defends his beliefs from unnecessary questioning. "Stop!" Shouts he. "The mind cannot possibly comprehend the unseen and immaterial. So why bother trying? The supernatural is a realm of the heart and soul. Speak you of that which you know not?" Says he. Does he then reject questions that will leave his beliefs in the murky depths of doubt? Are religious faith and reasoning like oil and water? Do they not mix? Or dare he spin the blade which I cut him with back upon me? What could possibly save me from my own questions? Could my beliefs be shattered by rationales and logic? How can that be? "Speak you of that which you know not?" Says he. Believe you in that which you know naught of? You speak of heart and soul. You speak of truths and the unseen. You speak of senses that transcend mortality. You speak in riddles that confound in order to introduce me to a world profound. I wonder. How do you think with your heart and soul when you refuse to seize knowledge under a questioning hold? "Meditate. Raise your awareness. Wisdom will come to those who seek it." Says he. Are wisdom and knowledge one and the same? How frustrating. Question after question after question after question. Why do I keep asking for that which has no answer? Simple. It is because I know there is One who holds the answer to all things. And everytime I face the unknown, chanel handbags I seek a part of His presence within it. His Truth. His Wisdom. That which is hidden. Knowledge. Only the knowledgeable will know true fear. Only the knowledgeable will know true joy. And the greatest force of belief is the one backed by knowledge and logic.

Go To Him

Had you known The words writ In my heart alone In dreams that flit Of pastel hurts Unsaid loves Unseen flirts And wanted treasures In hearing Of your voice My feeling To see you rejoice No sacrifice All to give Hurts are a price Too little to be missed Anything for you Heart and soul Long as for you In heat or cold Let go Hold back All I know chanel handbags What you want you have I won't keep you Nor chase you away That which is good Let it not fade Fear not The light is nigh Risk though fraught I'll be but a thread shy Worry little my dear Take the jump You know I'll be here If you come ever to harm Take him Accept Follow your whim If you fall, I'll intercept InsyaAllah

Thoughts

Mists of questions Prey of logic Putting to fashion Faith-breaking rhetoric Proofs lain at an end Destination clearly routed Unreached by the blind But for the guided Running the maze Once chance to settle debts Yet drowning the craze Turns the mind into whisperers' pets Nudged by scents Puts to rest nothing replica watches Constantly fighting self-rants Puts the soul slowly trudging The quilt of peace Unworked upon Tears with ease In twisted scorn Walking in dreams Wealthy but poor Swimming thought streams Sinking lost further

The Heart is Blind

The hearts are two hearts, a heart wandering around women's gossip and a heart wandering around the throne - Ibn Al-Qayem

Women and power. Two things that capture a man's attention and blind a man to all others. As long as he lets himself be rooted down by these things, he will live but in a dream.

Announced to be the source of much joy and satisfaction. Yet many men would tire of it. When the heart becomes consumed by these two things, the soul would begin to rot and the mind grow twisted.

Lust unbridled turns a man beastly. Power without purpose and responsibility destroys him by robbing his dignity.

Ponder for once from where your purpose and responsibility is inspired. Find thought and mind to combat feel and heart. Think friend, think. For your mind was created for good reason. Let not your emotions and greed blind you.

Love's Hurts

Fate's twist
Leaves you wondering
What goes on
In divine imagining

Whisk away
Doubts erase
Creases of feels
Only abase

Without traces
Seconds pass by
Your tears' falling
Makes too the world cry

See not you I
Who far away stands
A-looking at the hurts
A-hurting to make amends

The troubles
Of lifely toils
By bouncing bubbles
Fragile yet coy

For your beauty
A snakelike poison
Hidden in rosy cheeks
A love that burns

The reminders
Irremovable memories
Creating anew
Past's saber teeth

Toll of toying
With fire tame
Enraged by freedom
Into hell deranged

Oh the joy
Woe the pain
Devilish plans
Wreath love plain