#extremism
Eternity is right now
In this moment
Eternal life belongs to those
who live in the present
Profoundly we forget
Limiting our’s or other’s
Power of equality
Obviously
The power of quality
Isn’t what it ought to be
If you think you’re powerless
Or crazier yet
More powerful than me
Then ask yourself why do you
Believe what you believe
Then start to
Set your spirit free
Catch up with the rest of us!
Nov 2, 2020
Nov 2, 2020 at 6:38 AM UTC
I keep having this haunting nightmare where are the children across the street A boy and girl whose or nameless and they were adopted but not for the right reasons for they were adopted for to be miss used for the name of God. I keep remembering seeing Islam art workor all over the place and seeing her beat her kids so very seriously. Every time I have the stream I just want to call the police or tell her to go away. there is greater evil in this world.
ما زلت أعاني من هذا الكابوس المؤلم حيث الأطفال عبر الشارع ، فتى وفتاة تم تبنيهما أو بلا اسم وتم تبنيهما ولكن ليس للأسباب الصحيحة لتبنيهما حتى لا يتم استخدامهما باسم الله. ما زلت أتذكر رؤية عاملة فنون إسلامية في كل مكان ورؤيتها تضرب أطفالها بجدية شديدة. في كل مرة يكون لدي بث ، أريد فقط الاتصال بالشرطة أو إخبارها بالرحيل. هناك شر أعظم في هذا العالم.
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 8:57 PM UTC
Gun in one hand, bible in the other.
Is not the word a sword?
Why need for a gun too?
Or is it a justification to ****
The same as a rocket launcher on one shoulder,
and the koran in the other hand.
Or a flag in one hand, and a sword in the other.
The image says justified intimidation.
Fear me, for I have the Authority.
But really, the Authority is only as valid
as there are fools who submit.
And the only true authority is the gun, or sword,
as you certainly know it.
And the flag, or bible, or the koran,
are but for your own conscience.
or cover for your lack thereof.
The bible and the gun:
an oxymoron;
a display of faithlessness,
the defilement of holiness,
a blasphemous act;
affirming the proud fool you are,
that says in its heart, there is no God!
May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 4:51 AM UTC
Negative light in the dark
Like a dog's tail chase
Trying to delete every trace
Of a world dipped in blood
Can't remove Cain's Mark
Design on each face
Embedded in each race
And what is in the blood.
Jun 1, 2017
Jun 1, 2017 at 10:33 PM UTC
Extremism, He taught them.
Extreme belief in the book of Satanic Verses.
Polygamy, He taught them.
Polyandry he dared not teach them ever.
Terrorism, He taught them.
Terrorising he needed not teach them ever.
Ill Will, He taught them.
Utter hatred for the non-believer forever.
Paedophilia, He taught them.
Old men marrying & ****** children forever.
Paradoxes, He taught them.
Cleaning ***** feet with hands before the prayer.
Hatred, He taught them.
Why else are his teachings a copy of threats?
Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 2:29 AM UTC
a raw beast slouches towards my native soil
the cradle holding our innocence rocks wrathfully
back and forth in the ruthless wind
the windows are shut the door locked
and still I hear the helpless cries
of whole communities collapsing
and crumbling because there is no center remaining
no mental balance left to connect the old
with the new and one day when the beast arrives
we will stare at each other with bloodshot eyes
and muse
wir haben das nicht gewusst
Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 5:48 PM UTC
*So many things
the eyes were no meant to see
very many tales
ears weren't meant to hear
reeking stench
the nose was not meant to smell
a million stuff
the tongue wasn't meant to taste
but because of this
heart no longer sings
the world's in ecstasy
no more inspiration wells
it's no more joy living here
we're a babel, Chinese and French
we've turned universe into Hell
Humanity's rough, survival's tough
to nowhere we're going in haste
chained ourselves, lost the keys*
Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 11:21 AM UTC
Wickedness dances like a Chinese dragon
held high on poles by the grinning
It curls its tail and snakes around the minds
of admirers who see beauty in its gaping jaws
Flaccid and incapable, this billowing beast
intoxicates and seduces the frustrated and resentful
It dances in Kirachi, hoodwinks in Bradford,
and slips into the dark places in distracted minds
— this infernal idea more bilious and mephitic
than a komodo’s bite
It dances wildly in the confused thoughts of lost boys
who haven’t noticed its cunning wink
They sway and rock — utterly taken
far more mistaken — until stilled by the slap of death
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 4:10 PM UTC
Across the ocean's dome,
Controlled by piercing shouts without a doubt;
On an altar in the distance:
An open book with censored words!
Tear a page,
Observe the rage.
Not what any freedom fighter would.
In a rowboat in the open,
Draw the source of their devotion.
Pencil sketch the jagged beard,
And stretch the nose a thousand years.
What a time to strike some fear!
The terrorists will echo with madness,
The pen is your sword.
The innocent will run to the forests,
And the artists make war.
Across the desert homes,
Contained by giant seas to some degree;
In a planetary orbit:
A crying team with crooked teeth!
See the page,
The winds enrage.
Not what any freedom lover should.
Bullets charge at the comedian's door,
Burning down all the carpenter's lore.
Sculptors mourne over severed stones,
The innocent turn, yearn, learn...
The invasions form, warn, and burn.
As the terrorists echo with madness,
Hold the pen as your sword.
As the innocent run to the forests,
Let the artists make war.
Throw the drawings ashore!
Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 10:42 PM UTC
I fear them....and so
They anger me...and so
I hate them
I hate it that I need to hate them
I hate them for making hate necessary
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 5:15 AM UTC