“I say be patient because you must. There is no sense in shaking the tree when there are no fruits ripe enough for you to catch.”
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فَاصْبِرْ صَبْرًا جَمِيلًا
Therefore endure with a goodly patience.“ [Al-Maarij:5]
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“I say be patient because you must. There is no sense in shaking the tree when there are no fruits ripe enough for you to catch.”
—
فَاصْبِرْ صَبْرًا جَمِيلًا
Therefore endure with a goodly patience.“ [Al-Maarij:5]
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This Ramadan, the Old City is covered not with decorations but with the blood of martyrs.
Mothers imagine a vibrant table as their children swallow a few mouthfuls of dry canned food. Maybe if they chew slowly enough, one mouthful will taste like three. Fathers gather grass for their families, hiding their tears from starving sons and daughters. 'We did not bring them into this world just to watch them die a slow death.' In their dreams, the children are full. In their dreams, the children do not cry themselves to sleep because famine will be the only food on their plates. Still, they beam and wish the cameras, "Ramadan mubarak!" frail ribcage poking out of frail body. We watch from a safe distance with full mouths and overflowing cups.
Is survival truly survival when Palestinians take weakened steps toward an unmarked grave?
“I find beauty in what others find pointless. I find beauty in the way we try to find answers, even if we know there aren’t any. I find beauty in the way we look up into the stars, creating shapes out of them and giving those shapes names for the sake of something to do. We create myths and mysteries to keep ourselves busy even if in the end those theories are proven wrong. Human beings let their minds wander past dead ends, and I find beauty in that.”
— E. Grin (via written-in-pen)
I whispered your name Into the darkness, Indeed in the remembrance of God My heart found rest.
The tear had not yet dropped from the eye And He announced to the heavens He had extinguished for you the fire. As it rolled down your cheek He had changed your ugly deeds to beauty And caused your rank to rise. And finally when that tiny tear, No bigger than a mosquito’s wing, Crashed upon the ground, He had guaranteed you His gardens and His pleasure. And for every tear that followed, Only He can describe your reward. Is this too much to expect from the Most Generous? No, rather it is too little. So do with us what befits you, For you are the Most Merciful King And the Most Gracious Lord.
-Sraliz 178 of 366, Two Thousand Twenty and a Day
“Be careful in your rage against the oppressor that you do not yourself become the transgressor. Do not succumb to the rules of repression they have instituted to maintain your suppression, but do not forget to your Lord you will be accountable for your action.”
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Sraliz
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The past has turned to dust, So do not seek to rekindle ashes: You will only poison yourself.
I whispered your name Into the darkness, Indeed in the remembrance of God My heart found rest.
“And whenever you receive guidance of the Lord to achieve the thing you desire, then do not be proud of your achievement but be humble and submissive to Him and realize that your success was due to His Mercy and Favour.”
— The Will of Imam Ali bin Abi Talib (as) to his son.
“From my heart’s inner sanctum, From where no listener can hear, Two words take flight To the one with no ear; First I call “ربي” and my prayer is your name: The star and the moons deem me insane. In light silent vigil I rest beaming at the sky: My heart never tires, but I must rest my eye.”
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Sraliz
ربي (Rabee): My Nourisher, My Lord
“Morning surely shines for those who have vision.”
Imam Ali (as) 📚 Nehjul Balaghah
“If dreams are symbols Of the turnings of our day, Do days not manifest Realities to which we sleep, And calls from above To which we have failed to heed?”
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Sraliz
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“The only person you’re destined to become is the person you decide to be.”
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Ralph Waldo Emerson (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
“Alone you are a droplet – United you are the sea. Alone you are a candle – Together you are The sun by which we see.”
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Sraliz
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