A few days ago, I had two really odd dreams. They were divided into two parts; a dream on one day and the ending of it the next day. They happened at around Fajr time, too. What’s weird is that, the main person I was focusing in on in that dream, had the SAME dream, too! Not on the same day though. I didn’t tell anyone about the dream and while the person was mentioning theirs to me, that’s when I stepped in and mentioned mine, too. We explained to each other the details and they were just about the same but in a different perspective, subhanAllah.
Maybe it’s not about the length of time you’ve known someone; maybe it’s about instant recognition on an unconscious level. Our souls know each other.
My skin has turned from porcelain, to ivory, to steel.
Life is too short to spend it worrying about people who treat me like a star in the sky when everyone I love is a planet, a universe in ecstatic motion. And I just don’t have the time to stop for anyone who doesn’t see me for what I truly am - an entire galaxy full of constellations they will never be a part of.
I don’t know. I just feel stuck, like I’m afraid to take any steps in case they’re the wrong ones.
|Leena`s dad:||Be careful the bread is hot, Leena|
|My sister:||You`re hot|
|Leena`s sister:||What the heck?|
|Leenas dad-so oblivious:|
I made my tumblr back in 2011 during Ramadan. It’s honestly such a joy to be able to witness people growing up, gaining more insight about our deen, and keeping in touch with one another for a good number of years. I hope y’all are having a wonderful Ramadan, inshaAllah!
My mom is leaving tomorrow to look for places to live elsewhere. I just feel really hollow inside because too many things are changing for me. I’m not sure if it’s good change, but it’s all too quick.
You can study God through everything and everyone in the universe, because God is not confined in a Mosque, Synagogue, or Church. But if you are still in need of knowing where exactly His abode is, there is only one place to look for Him: In the heart of a true lover.
I love you and I miss you dearly.@ambitioussurvival
I miss you and love you, too, Azra! Always thinking about you.
She was incomprehensible, for, in her, soul and spirit were one - the beauty of her body was the essence of her soul. She was that unity sought for by philosophers through many centuries. In this outdoor waiting room of winds and stars she had been sitting for a hundred years, at peace in the contemplation of herself.
THIS IS THE BEST GAME IVE SEEN YET. LETS GO GERMANY!!!!!!!!!!!