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Relating Religion to Morality

May 10th, 2013, posted in MESSAGEs
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Creating a list of Relating Religion to Morality:
Things that are “common” amongst religion

  • There is a “God”
  • Afterlife
  • Creation
  • Place of Worship
  • Sense of Community
  • Purpose for life- “Why We Are Here”
  • Savior
  • Lifestyle Choices
  • Idea of a soul
  • Idea of worship
  • Priest
  • Sin
  • Sacred vs. Secular
  • Religion/Philosophy
  • Good vs. Evil

These are all things that are common in religion, but not necessarily all religions hold all of these things.

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Our Depression Is Our Life

May 6th, 2013, posted in Fight Club, MESSAGEs
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Good Manners Melt A Hard Heart

May 3rd, 2013, posted in Islam, Islamic Teachings, MESSAGEs, Saying Of Hazrat Ali ( A.S ), Saying Of Holy Prophet ( P.B.U.H), Sufism
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Before Its Too Late

April 30th, 2013, posted in Ink On PAPER, PAKiSTAN, Scarface'S DIARY
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Conceived, as nothing but a mass of cells.
Growing everyday inside the mother, the feeling of joy that parents feel, when they think about their little baby boy, when the mother couldn’t sleep because of him, never did complain.
When the father had hectic days but still a smile on his face every time he thought about his son , and then , after nine months ,  a beautiful baby boy ready to take on the world with his angel like smile and fragile body.
The joy that his first step brought, the feeling of your own self being conserved in your son and the never ending father-son emotional moments.
The mother’s cry when her son got ill and the father’s fury at someone who hurt him.
The bundles of love he would get every now and then, and the apple of her elder sister’s eyes.
Grows up to be a perfect school boy, playing, growing every day.
The pride on his parents face, the feeling of joy brought about by those innocent questions.
Enters university for his professional education, seeing new people, inspiring some and loving others.
Finds the perfect girl to hold his hand.
And out of nowhere.
– Gun to his temple, Hands in his pockets.
Nothing found from him , so shoot , shoot and run like you’ve no soul , no conscience and no respect for the human life.
Lying there bleeding , nothing but a mass of cells.
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* Dedicated to all the sons of this soil , who’ve lost their lives to the terrorism , to the politically organized crimes , and to the self righteous bastards that rule our country. Respect , yourself and others , before its too late *
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So Persevere, Sunshine. Have Hope Always

April 29th, 2013, posted in MESSAGEs, Sufism
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There are many things we cry over, and there are many things that sends a chill into our heart. Death and illnesses, poverty and bankruptcies – these are the stuffs that will turn our day grey, as we sigh “Oh dear me…”

In our conversation last night, Heche said that “Well, you gotta learn how to swing the bat every time God throws you a curve ball.”

“Well, I don’t want to play baseball with God. He plays mean!” I protested.

But of course, we have no choice in the matter. We have all the choices in the world, but not this one. And of course, God doesn’t play mean. He lets me off so many times that I cannot even count.

In fact God has rigged the game for us to win. But to win, we must win over something – Which is to conquer our tears and our fears, and be that person God knows we can be, if only we would persevere.

So persevere, sunshine.
Have hope always.

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