What is a man without love life? Imagination. She becomes his pursuit and guide, in his darkest times, his brightest light. I’d prefer an imagination that’d take me to death, then the one that takes me to the doors of islam, for I know now, it is more than my life that depends on my life, I’d rather let one life time pass by, then get to imagination I’ve looked for eternities. Islam for my personal self, is not worth depending upon, I’d not choose it to take any decision of my life. If it was a gate of hell, I’d pass through it, Islam is a gate of damnation, that highly prides itself because of its numbers. What are though empty dishes without quality, that clatter with each other and those outside for the lack of sense and direction, should I loose the direction of my eternity because of one nation that never knew its best.

It’s moved beyond giving a chance, cause there’s been one too many. The pattern of my life, I’d decide always, based on independence, for if I couldn’t break myself free from the chain of deception, God forbid, many might be lost to eternal miseducation, and move down the wrong path. Their values are very local, dance between themselves, they never think for the betterment of the world or otherwise, they’d already be ahead of Christans. It is the fault of intention, that particular evil, that you cannot take out from a person or a nation’s intent. I have enough to see at all times, their cloudy eyes have not been washed.

For what its worth, I also have to find a bigger truth, truth bigger than God, one that’s meant for the stars, the reason why sun rays keep manifesting, find and disintegrate into the matter, through time’s decay. I cannot get over the fact, in my good conscious, that finding a lonely powerless man, they’d go so far to claim that they are givers of food, a trait only suitable for the almighty father of creation, one that even his own son can’t claim, how can then moses claim it, or let any one else live in such confusion. Too much letting the world depend at the hands of tyrants, what would the world be.

The affairs of the world in the making, but it is faith, in all its honesty and truth, that I can’t afford to putrefy. For I know now, if I couldn’t then, that muslims will go to limit to play with your mind, manipulate the facts, undermine safety of their own children and children of others, just to get their falseness through. I’m not fond of religions, but a man strolling towards a career in science, is mercilessly surrounded, badgered and battered by all means, for his latest tendencies for christanity, I imagine what’d they do to the world, if the world’s in their power.

Don’t expect the muslims to be the world who’d judge you for the contents of your talent or your character, search every where in the muslim republics, merit you’ll see always compromised and severely betrayed. It is because under the umbrella of islam children keep rotting away, with their minds occupied with heavy, unjust and forceful preaching of faith, that the world’s missing human resources that can truly ignite the world towards a promising future.

Over a billion people, trapped in Islam, few cherishing its power, might and wealth and using all that money to keep the people of Islam caged, wish me to join their cult. How can I let this happen, take this upon my conscious, let uncompromising lawlessness have its way, I feel the charter of humanity peeking into my eyes, and history of bloodshed that muslims have carried out under caliphate rules, and till date, continue to be blood-spillers, mischief makers. Betrayers. Opportunists. Liars. What do you say to such?

Remember when I told you, it is not upon the demons that this world rests, but upon the shoulders of angels. So you don’t count on your weaknesses, but your courageous elements. I’m not rejective of just harmful theories, taught in false religion, but their practical outcome, and stubborn facts they’ve paved out of it. That they do ride upon shoulders of terrorism, feel happy that the world is afraid of Islam and use it to terrify minorities at the same time, throw the blame of terrorism upon others.

Inviting people in the name of falah, and using dedicated believers, as recruits, that’d happily tie a bomb around themselves and explode to meet seventy two virgins, to meet gifts of heaven, to shun the fire of hell, which you have no idea, how brutally is battered and injected into the mind of innocent… if scares of hell wasn’t enough, they invented scares of hell. If satans had a ruler, it would be evil of islam, doubling down atrocious teachings, on children. Beat a child at the age of seven to offer prayer. If this feels harsh, believe me, it’s just a starting point. That innocent pregnant women, fasting out of her altruism being taught and grown in islam, she never knows she’s depriving her child of nourishment, but takes pride in it, because there’s fine line between persistence and stubborness. Given that muslims are reading this and blatantly rejecting that I even exist, you think when it will come to the world on one hand and islam on other they’d choose the world?

Let them take pride in their numbers, for as long as there is God, there’s a solution. Here I do not have power to endow or deplete faith that way, up there in the sky, snap a finger, a millenium becomes a different game, and we come down here only to see, how our be, becomes was, what the true shape of God-given will looks like.

So I tell you, they think due to their numbers, that they’ll continue to terrorize the worlds and present the innocent in our eyes to become escape-goats. Yes, we know through our kind hearts, many many innocents are always trapped in the mercy of a few tyrants, so you always get to the bottom of the root, the root cause, quraan. They think it’s a sacred truth, for they do not know a bigger picture in which we all exist in harmony and balance.

Yes, the numbers don’t matter in the eyes of God, God can shrink and grow numbers, everything has a cure. It will sound bleak when I say, “some cure is better than no hope, no cure” and you’ll think the journey is very very long. But times have accelerated, ages are moving faster, speed of order coming out of chaos, through the challenges of time, by putting humanity through its greatest tests, always gives the outcome of one. You’ll think the cure is bleak, ask a thousandtheon, but you know not what it means, my tutor tells me, I’m just part of it.

It is not muslims I have to defeat, it is the miles, the length of this journey, muslims only serve as thorns and difficulties in my path. Like in life there are difficulties, on long and unseen roads, there’s fog, blinding fog, dark and unsee-through, the unknowns, you have nothing but your intuition and God to tell you what to do. The voice is so strong, that you’ve to obey, kneel to it and follow. It is unlike anything I’ve ever heard, so out of faith I keep following it, know it is right.

So you’ll think it is bleak, because you are focused on the man on the rock, giving the sermons, the man on the balcony, so powerful, so elequent and fluent in his speech and words, that’s you’ll miss the person next to you, still praying to God, not giving ear to who is on the high, but it is the universe that observes is both from the highs and lows. So how low must we go to say our faith, is not vice. And only for those, who do not hide the fact that their religion is harmful, vice, based on lies.

Between scriptures there’s a measure. Let muslims cherish this for a second when I say their scripture is truth, but what do they have to think, compared to another scripture, and so why did they compare? Judgement they cause upon all good people of earth, do they ever look into their own collar. They do not see the latent insensitivity, zombie-ness, they all carry, that any where a person is murdered in the name of blasphemy, the victim was so much outnumbered by the attackers, you’d wonder what is ever brave in this religion in the name of brave?

They say believers can always know you when holy spirit is on you, then what is holy (maha) spirit (atma) if not a guiding voice, that never misguides you. I see my mahatma through through the guiding words of Dr. King, the black mahatma, the free mahatma, who know only paved way for a nation, but anyone walking down the road of freedom and equality. The one who truly told us what it means, by the content of character.

The ultimate tragedy is not the oppression and cruelty by the bad people but the silence over that by the good people.

If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward. The ultimate measure of man is not where he stands in comfort and convenience but where he stands in at times of challenge and controversy. All labor that uplifts humanity has dignity and importance and should be undertaken with painstaking excellence. “Life’s most persistent and urgent question is, ‘What are you doing for others?’ The time is always right to do what is right.

“I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.”

In this family, all are created free and equal and we will rise or fall based on our merit…..and we’ll be judged by the content of our character, not the color of our skin. That is the core organizing principle of the United States of America and that is why we fight, right human rights.

I cannot oversight, the sight of poor little children, collecting taxes on the buses in the name of islam, so their masters in the madrasahs can have a good breakfast. Why, when they are so adequately equipped by those, who give them so much money out of Islamic banks and missionaries, that they can give them rest? For our eyes to see? To betray and torture humanity? Damned be that wisdom, that culture and that religion. And forever blames, wars upon the others, so fragile at its foundations of faith, with child labour and countless screaming voices.

It is a sad fact they do not know the way out of misery, might be the way out of islam. I used to battle the struggles of my life, but there was no sense in fighting my failures. God knows what gave me power before 2016, that sweet voice that had always kept me going. I have to but face the truth, the boy who lived before, the muslim completely died in 2016. It is the person, of faith, that I became after, which kept me going. The man I became after the revelation.

The muslims didn’t bailed on me, the muslim inside me did, died, a death, may God give it to no one, and through my ressurection, came out a person, who would always be thankful for struggles in life, doesn’t matter how many doors are closed shut. Until I thought there’s no hope, when God gave me my honest truth, and I thought, God never understood euthenesia. My God does. He gave me a way, I could follow as a faith seeker without hurting my faith. I was built for it, challenges of life, the strife that calls me to go further beyond that is imagined.

The burden earth carried for 1,400 years, spilled into me but I survived. The burden life spilled onto me for 30 years, but I survived. The burden and trash that Islam spilled onto me for 3 years, but I survived. At some point I have to ask, what am I surviving for. If surviving was the battle, hasn’t the journey of 2000 years been long enough? The universal gains of the universe is not for the survival of fittest, but honest, those who coming knocking doors of a giver at last, that lord, now is my time.

Perhaps, there are so many needy out there, that this journey of mine will never be done. But through this journey, the faults of this slowing down will be taken out. Like the fault that Islam has become, the fault that it never accepts liabilities on its end. Never feels its responsibilities.

I do not have a generation, first, myself, to find salvation out of the challenges I face, and without having to depend on the liars, betrayers and misguiders. For I greatly respect and honor the people, who rightly guide those looking down upon them for help or guidance. One of the simplest and the greatest virtue in the world is showing someone a direction you know, save such from having to wandering off more, and save their time. The mistake was mine, I asked the wrong people for the direction.

Those who do not have a sense of direction, how can such ever guide others.