It's the season for Facebook cleaning and it's my turn. To anyone who may not be on my friend list tomorrow, please do not think that this means I don't like you. It simply means that I do not wish to share my personal information with you. If you would like to stay in touch, you can subscribe to my profile instead of being a friend. I hope this causes no hard feelings. I am doing this out of respect for those who I actually do consider to be my friends. It is with them that I would like to share details about my personal life because I know they will be happy for me when life is rewarding (instead of being jealous) and they will be understanding and offer their support when life is testing me (instead of being happy about any struggles or problems I face).
The truth is, a lot of my friends on Facebook are people from my childhood who once mistreated me. And while they are my "facebook friend" I do not consider them a real friend because until this day they have not apologized for their actions as children. This doesn't bother me as I have decided to move on and finally forgive these people. However, I'm still a human being with a heart and emotions, so an apology would still mean something to me. Once upon a time you deliberately excluded me from playing mini-sticks during recess, from eating lunch with you, and from even sitting beside you in class. You made fun of the second-hand clothing I wore because my family didn't like wasting money on new clothing that I would outgrow in a year anyway. I am sorry if my physical appearance is not appealing to you, however you should understand that my skin colour and/or physical features are things which are beyond my control. And now some of these same people who mistreated me as a child between ages 5 to 9, have the audacity to arrogantly request favors and borrow money from me as if I owe them something. I'd say “**** you” but clearly your life has not been going too well. What happened? There was a time when you'd just steal my pizza-day lunch money that my parents gave me in grade 2. Just because I didn't say anything doesn't mean I didn't notice. You followed me around the school playground poking me with a stick while communicating to your friends over one of those sweet walkie-talkies who were doing the same thing to another boy named Keenan. You called me “chocolate face” and I responded by saying, "whatever vanilla face, chocolate tastes better anyway!". Man, was I clever little kid or what?! Sheeeiiiit, I just gotta pat myself on the back for that one. I wonder what happened to that little boy. I hope he's still around somewhere inside this adult staring at me in the mirror.
Any time I tried talking to counselors at school they would give me a pat on the back and say things like "sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me". Unfortunately this is not true, not even in the slightest and I am led to believe that they simply didn’t have the proper training to realize that. I would have gladly traded in a lifetime of physiological pain and torture for a physical ass-whopping any day of the week LOL. Although, let's be honest, I would have went hulk-style and they would have eaten dirt like that kid named Matt learned in the second grade when he humiliated me by squeezing my crotch and trying to take off my shirt.
I am not looking for pity, I have recently been through therapy and learned to let go of my past and move on. I need to say all of this because about one year ago I was seriously considering ending my life to see what happens after this temporary physical world ends, (in Arabic called the dunya). Why does so much seemingly unnecessary pain exist in this world? There's something about looking death straight in the face that really makes you reflect about your life and those you love. People always say that your life flashes before your eyes or you see light when you're about to die. For me it was the exact opposite. I felt nothing but darkness. I felt very calm, as if I was ready to die. I have never felt my heart beating so slowly before in my entire life, and I have low blood pressure so that’s saying something. Consequently, I have passed out on a few occasions as a result. But I didn’t pass out this time. For reasons beyond my control, I did not succeed in my attempt to end my life, and without getting into any details I felt like I was given a second chance. This is why I CHOOSE to be a Muslim. Because Islam has literally saved my life when secularism failed miserably! I thank Allah (the Arabic word for God – the same god of the Christians and Jews) for blessing me with a friend who is the only reason I'm still here today. She did not know me well at the time... that's right I said SHE. However, she has since become one of my best friends and we both understand that we will never be anything more regardless of anything that may happen in the future. I hold her in the highest regards despite not seeing eye-to-eye on many things or agreeing with her outlook on life. Oh and did I mention that she is non-Muslim? I do not need to be in a physical relationship with someone to enjoy their company or have a heart-to-heart conversation with them. I will never enforce my beliefs upon anyone but please understand that I am very passionate about what I believe. All I'm asking for is a little respect and I don't think that's too much to ask. And who knows, maybe you’ll learn something from me. There is so much that I’d like to share with you if you would only let me. Maybe you’ll find out that we actually have a lot more in common than what deliberately owned and controlled media would have you believe these days. “I think we risk becoming the best informed society that has ever died of ignorance.” -Reuben Blades. Six media companies control 90% of what we read, watch, and listen to - including news, radio, and movies: GE, News Corporation, Disney, Viacom, Time Warner and CBS.
"Be careful whom you call your friends, I'd rather have four quarters than a hundred pennies". This proverb finally means something to me. My name is Ahmed. I am a 25 year-old Canadian born and raised Muslim. I love my country of residency as well as my native country. I am a virgin by choice because I see the value in waiting for the right person, although I have been tempted to trade-in my v-card for a temporary feeling of lust and false sense of ecstasy on plenty of occasions. One day good looks will fade, but a beautiful heart, mind and soul will stay young even at an old age. I do not want to kill you or anyone who is innocent simply because they are non-Muslim and I understand that doing so will only land me in hell, not heaven where I will have 72 virgins LOOOOOOOOL – That is, if they exist. This is so humorous to me right now. Some people are just so ignorant. “I’d rather believe in gOD and die to find out he doesn’t exist rather than not believe in God and die to find out that he does exist”. I am only extreme in my ability to love and I apologize if that has threatened anyone. I love you all and I wish nothing but happiness comes your way. The only thing you should love is also the only thing you should fear -- God, and him alone (in my humble opinion anyway). And that, my friends, is the true meaning of love… To love someone or something so much to the extent that you give them the ability to completely destroy you, but trusting inside your heart that they won’t. And therein lays the fear. I have an ego and I do not want it taking control of me, so PLEASE DO NOT COMMENT ON THIS STATUS OR LIKE IT. I have made this status public and I am simply asking that you share it so others can maybe take something away from it.
I am eager to start a non-profit organization so I can help prevent other youth from going through what I had to go through. If you are interested in following me, checkout www.Facebook.com/FriendsOfThePeople and the twitter handle @FriendsOfThePpl. I don’t really care if this goes viral or not… as long as I have TRIED to get my message across, that’s all that matters to me. The rest is beyond my control and is something I need to be reminded of constantly. If you were absent during my struggle, don’t expect to be present during my success. I’m outtie like a Saudi. One love!
Actually, I lied. I’m still here. RIP To Amanda Todd, the children who lost their lives in the Newtown, CT shooting, and those who died in the Batman theatre shooting in Colorado… and anyone else who lost their lives due to mistreatment or bullying or was simply murdered cold blooded for no reason at all. Also, I pray for guidance to those who perpetuated these violent crimes and do not hold them personally responsible. Perhaps if Muslims weren’t so stingy about sharing their rich tradition and knowledge with society at large (as Islamic tradition teaches), these beautiful young souls could have still been with us today. According to my beliefs, the children who died in the Newtown massacre will reside eternally in heaven. And while I do not have children of my own, I have a beautiful year-and-a-half old niece and a newborn nephew. I could not imagine losing them, but if I did I would not mourn over their death, but rather celebrate their life (while they were with me). I would be content knowing that they are in a better place than this cold world and it would be a lesson to not take things I love and enjoy for granted. I think believing that - regardless of my biased opinion on the reality of whether or not heaven or god exists – would make it easier to sleep at night. What’s the alternative? Believe that they died in vain as a result of society’s inability to care for people mentally and emotionally? Yeah, no thanks, I’d rather go with the former.
Now I’m done. Alsalamu Aleikum, or in other words, may the peace and blessings of god be upon you.
Wait… Isn’t that interesting? How only two Arabic words need 10 English words to be explained… And yet you claim you can understand what the Quran is saying by simply reading its translation without any context or frame of reference at all?! It is HANDS DOWN the greatest piece of literature to ever grace this earth and will never ever be surpassed in terms of content. It contains grammatical marvels, observations about reality, epic poetry, lessons for life, the best narration for storytelling EVER (added bonus because the stories are true) and most importantly, it stresses the importance of seeking knowledge but at the same time reminds you that you will never know everything. Did I mention that I memorized the entire book when I was only 15 years old? That’s right, all six-hundred and four pages residing in my heart and mind at the age most kids can’t even memorize a single Shakespeare sonnet, let alone an entire book. Millions of others around the globe have the Quran memorized too. Can you name any other book that has been memorized, word by word, letter by letter but such a staggering number, the majority of which are children as young as 7 or 8? Didn’t think so. So don’t be so quick to judge. Before you begin to form an opinion about Islam, ask yourself whether your existing knowledge of Islam is thorough enough. Ask yourself whether that knowledge has been obtained through non-Islamic third party sources who themselves have probably been exposed to only random glimpses of Islamic writings and have yet to reason on Islam objectively and systematically themselves. Is it fair that one should form an opinion about the taste of a particular dish just by heresay from others who may themselves not necessarily have tasted the dish yet? Similarly you should find out for yourself about Islam from reliable sources and not only taste it, but digest it well before you form an opinion. That would be an intellectual approach to Islam or any religion for that matter.
I will end by saying that religion is not for the simpleton to try and figure out. I will paraphrase Lupe Fiasco in saying, “Religion is kinda difficult, kinda hard to figure out, but this must be our new lord, the White House”. You don’t understand what I’m saying here. I know you don’t. People will probably use this to somehow call me a crazy terrorist who is confused. So let me clarify what I’m saying here because I have to treat all the adults of today like children. Actually, just by saying that I have taken honor away from children. I love kids because they’re just so pure. The adults of today are pathetic because they have the ability to reason and understand things, but they choose to remain ignorant. What a disgrace to our naturally-gifted human intellect. I have to spoon-feed them one word at a time what I mean when I speak, because they simply lack the ability to understand anything that comes out of my mouth. What I am saying in quoting that verse is that religion is a difficult thing to figure out. Instead of trusting in god, we’d rather trust our corrupt leaders to figure everything out for us despite the fact that they consciously screw us over each and every single time. Every four years, the same ****ing story. I feel like I am the only one who notices. Am I wrong in calling our leaders corrupt? I am just exercising my freedom of speech here. If you think it’s ok to call me a terrorist, then I think it’s ok for me to call our leaders corrupt. If our leaders are not open to criticism from the people, they are not fit to be our leaders.
Stephen Harper, I’ve got a bone to pick with you brah. I love Canada and I had some faith in the Conservative party until they decided to spend 1 billion dollars of hardworking tax-payer money on security at the g20 summit meeting in Toronto back in 2010. Ummm, isn’t that an indication that something is wrong? Have we really become that heedless? Since the g20 fiasco, I became an NDP supporter and was really taken back by Jack Layton’s death. I am not impressed with the hypocrisy I see in politics today. I am not impressed that the US tried to use the death of 3,000 innocent people on 9/11 TO LIE IN OUR FACES so they can justify the killing of over 1.4 million innocent men, women and children in Iraq and Afghanistan since 2001. I am not impressed with the official story we were given about 9/11. It’s time we finally hear the truth. I am more likely to believe that a dragon flew down from the sky and burned holes through the twin towers than I am to believe anything in the official story. I am not impressed that Barack Obama had the nerve to speak and sympathize regarding the shooting in Newtown, but refuses to address the US drone attacks that are killing innocent children in Pakistan and Yemen on a constant basis. I am not impressed that we hold democracy so highly here in the West, but when it comes to giving it to other people such as the Palestinians, we become selfish and say they are not worthy. Why did Canada vote against Palestine becoming a state? I was really heart-broken by this and ashamed to call myself a Canadian. Not because most Palestinians are Muslims (some are Christian also), but because ALL Palestinians are human beings and deserve the right to their rightful land. Israel is doing to them exactly what Nazi Germany did to Jews in Europe. Am I the only one who sees the irony in that? Israel is doing to Palestinians what European colonization did to the Natives and Aboriginals of this land. I have nothing against Israel or Jews. I do not hate them and I do not want to kill them. I want to see Muslims, Christians, Jews and people of ALL faiths and backgrounds share the land of Jerusalem. I know this is hard to imagine, but if we didn’t stop reading history books in school, we’d know that this reality already existed when Jerusalem was conquered by Salah Al-deen. Isn’t it funny how schools actually make us stupid and our jobs make us poor? I do not believe it is fair to say that Jerusalem is promised to a specific group people and only they can live there. Do we see birds saying they own a section of the sky? Do we see fish saying they own a section of the sea? Similarly it’s not right for us to say we can own a piece of land. We are all human beings, we are all equal. We all deserve to share the world’s earth together. I love Canada but I hate its foreign policy and I hate nationalism from any citizen from any country. The only thing that makes any individual human being better than another individual human being, regardless of race or gender, is their level of piety and how much positive energy they contribute to this world -- THAT’S IT!!!!
I think I’m Malcolm X, Martin Luther,
Add a “King”, add a “Junior”
And some Quranic verses,
And an AK47 -- now that’s a revolution
I think I’m Tupac, Bob Marley,
Fela Kuti, Marcus Garvey
Them the real ones, light a lighter for ‘em
Let you know, that I’m riding for ‘em
Watch the throne as I dance in the chair,
I’ll throw my crown in the air and hope it lands on the heir
I'm the water, fire and the earth
That means I'm doing dirt, spitting flames and quenching thirst
And plus the real God has been on my side since birth
I hope that he forgives me, I hope I do his work, in every single verse
Now I might do a dance, I might even jerk, tell them haters not to hate
Only God is great, Enemy Of The State
…that’s what I call real music. Not all this filth you find on mainstream radio these days. Much love and respect to Lupe Fiasco for helping me keep my sanity over the last decade when I was extremely suicidal and you were too busy calling me a terrorist to even notice. Despite that, I still love you all and wish you nothing but happiness and contentment in this life and the next.
I understand that nobody wants to hear what I have to say. And that’s precisely the reason I choose to say it. The ink in my pen and sorrows in my speech are filled with the blood and voices of those departed innocent lives. Their cries are why this pen writes and why this heart speaks. The Crusades, Ground Zero, Rwanda, Nanking, Holocaust, Palestinian bloodshed, child labourers, economic warfare and oppressive regimes are all cemeteries of the innocents. A reminder of how ideologies have been hijacked by the insecurity of belief and spirit in humanity. Finding righteousness in the killing of innocent men, woman and children- regardless of the circumstances- are not justified by the capitalistic mentality of building wealth, seeking prosperity or misinterpreting words of God for the purpose of political and/or worldly gains. Speak for the voiceless! The only thing worse than all the violence is all the silence. The ink in my pen and sorrows in my speech are filled with the blood and voices of the departed innocent lives. Their cries are why this pen writes and why this heart speaks.
There is something about staring death straight in the face that helped me put everything into perspective. I feel like I have been given a second chance and I promised myself that I would do my best to serve humanity until the day I die, and I cannot wait to say my last words so I can finally rest in peace. However, I realize it is not up to me to decide when to depart from this world. I did not have a choice in my being, and similarly, I should not have a choice in my departure for perhaps it is possible that each and every one of us here is serving a greater purpose of which we are ignorant. There’s no way to be completely certain, but one can use his intellect to reason and rationalize for himself and I do believe we are all here serving a purpose. I would say that I have found our purpose is to worship God because through my own research and understanding of life that is the best conclusion I can come to. I do in fact believe that we are here to worship God, but from that also stems so many more responsibilities and purposes. I would try to explain this to you in more detail but I know how unacceptable it has become to discuss matters relating to God and the purpose of our existence in the public atmosphere.
I feel like I can go on forever. But I will end here because I should go spend some time with my parents. Yes, I still live with them and it’s a little ironic because I don’t see them too often as a result of working long hours as a Fund Accountant in the alternative investment industry. Just for the record, I clocked over 80 hours in a single week, but only got paid as if I worked 35 hours... and people think slavery is gone. Trust me, it’s still alive and doing well, today we just call it being an employee. I would like to start a non-profit organization and attempt to fix all of the financial problems so rampant in our society today. If you are interested in following my progress check out www.facebook.com/FriendsOfThePeople and my twitter handle, @FriendsOfThePpl.
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