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Beware of Blind Following
Beware of Blind Following: A Reflective Review in the Light of Islam The importance of thought, reason, and conscience in the history of human civilization has always been fundamental and undeniable. And in this regard, Islam occupies an exceptional place, because it does not call people to blindly follow, but rather to the path of knowledge, evidence, reason, and inquiry. From the beginning of Islam to the arrival of the last Prophet, the main goal was to awaken people to the sense of distinguishing between truth and falsehood, to expand the horizons of thought, and to remove the veil of blindness and call them to acquire the ability to understand reality.
By Abdul Barikabout a year ago in Journal
Deeds and worship are pure and impure.
Actions and Worship: Pure and Impure: An Introspective Review Islam is a complete system of life, every part of which is based on practice, belief, and behavior. Its main foundation is to stand on two pillars: faith and action. And this action includes worship, which is the highest expression of a servant's surrender to Allah. However, as important as worship is, its purity is equally important. If worship is not pure, it will not be acceptable to Allah. And the purity of worship is related to the intention, method, Shariah adherence, and the state of the heart.
By Abdul Barikabout a year ago in Journal
Suspended Until Further Notice
Proceeding Record: 054 / BODY v. SELFMatter: Formal Resignation and Severance of Primary AgreementPresiding Authority: The Witness of All Things EnduredLocation: Between the ribs, behind the sternumDate Filed: Not soon enough
By Iris Obscuraabout a year ago in Journal
Tornadoes and thunderstorms destroy Missouri and Kentucky, killing at least 28 people.
On May 16, 2025, a devastating tornado and severe thunderstorm outbreak ravaged sections of Missouri and Kentucky, causing extensive damage and at least 28 fatalities. It has been called one of the deadliest weather systems in recent memory, and it also hit states including Virginia, Indiana, and Illinois.
By RSabout a year ago in Journal
Empathy Made Me Turn Around
It was one of those cold nights in Midtown Manhattan. I had just wrapped up a long day and stopped at a small pizza shop. I ordered two slices, one for now, one for later, and slipped a bottle of water from my bag into my coat pocket as I stepped back outside.
By Sara Yahiaabout a year ago in Journal
How to watch the Google I/O 2025 keynote tomorrow
Google I/O 2025, Google's annual developer conference, is set to commence on Tuesday, May 20, 2025, at 10:00 AM Pacific Time (PDT). Standard Time (BST). The event will be held at the Shoreline Amphitheater in Mountain View, California, and will be livestreamed globally. How to Watch the Google I/O 2025 Keynote
By Shakil Sorkarabout a year ago in Journal
Exercise: The Best Investment for Physical and Mental Health
Exercise: is The Best Investment for Our Physical and Mental Health In the midst of our fast-paced modern lives, we often overlook one crucial aspect that underpins our productivity and happiness: health. One of the most effective and enjoyable ways to maintain and improve our health is through regular exercise. More than just a physical activity, exercise is a long-term investment in our physical and mental well-being, with its impact felt in every aspect of our lives.
By Setiyo Marwansiahabout a year ago in Journal
Celebrate Your Special Day in Style: Wedding Banquet Halls in Kapashera. AI-Generated.
Planning a wedding is one of the most exciting and memorable experiences of a lifetime. From choosing the perfect outfit to finalizing the décor, every detail matters. One of the most important decisions you'll make is selecting the right venue. If you’re looking for a combination of elegance, space and convenience, Wedding Banquet Halls in Kapashera should be at the top of your list. Nestled close to the Delhi-Gurgaon border, Kapashera has emerged as a prime location for grand celebrations, offering a variety of beautifully designed banquet halls that cater to every style and budget.
By The Ryanabout a year ago in Journal
The Old Victorian
The old Victorian house stood on a hill overlooking the town, its windows like vacant eyes staring out at the world. Locals whispered about it, calling it the "Harwood House," and said it was haunted by the ghost of a woman who had died tragically within its walls.Elias, a paranormal investigator with a reputation for debunking myths, had heard the stories and decided to spend a night in the house. He wanted to prove that the tales were nothing more than folklore and superstition. Armed with his equipment—cameras, EMF readers, and audio recorders—he entered the house as dusk settled, casting long, eerie shadows.The interior was just as unsettling as the exterior. Dust lay thick on every surface, and the air was heavy with the scent of decay. Elias set up his equipment in the main bedroom, the room where the woman was said to have died. A large, ornate mirror dominated one wall, its glass clouded with age.As the night wore on, Elias found nothing. His EMF reader showed no unusual activity, his cameras captured only dust motes, and his audio recorder picked up nothing but the creaks and groans of the old house settling. He began to think the locals were wrong. Just as he was about to pack up, he glanced at the mirror.A coldness washed over him, a sense of being watched. He turned, but he was alone in the room. He looked back at the mirror. His reflection stared back, but something was off. The eyes in the reflection seemed… too intense, too alive. A shiver ran down his spine. He told himself it was just his imagination, the tricks his mind was playing on him in the dimly lit room.He continued his vigil, but he couldn't shake the feeling of unease. Every time he looked at the mirror, his reflection seemed slightly different. Its smile was wider, its eyes darker, its posture subtly shifted. He tried to rationalize it, blaming the flickering candlelight, the shadows, but deep down, he knew something was wrong.Suddenly, the temperature in the room plummeted. Elias's breath fogged in the air. The candle flames danced wildly, casting grotesque shapes on the walls. A whisper slithered through the silence, a woman's voice, barely audible, saying, "Join me."Elias's heart pounded in his chest. He grabbed his equipment, his hands trembling. He had to get out of the house. He turned to leave, but as he passed the mirror, his reflection lunged. Its hand, elongated and skeletal, reached out from the glass, grabbing his arm with a grip that was ice-cold and impossibly strong.He cried out, pulling with all his might, but the reflection held him fast. The whisper turned into a moan, then a shriek. The room spun, the walls melting away, replaced by a swirling vortex of darkness. Elias felt himself being pulled into the mirror, into the cold, empty void beyond.He struggled, his mind screaming in terror, but it was no use. The reflection was too strong. As he was pulled into the glass, he saw his own face contorted in a silent scream, a mirror image of his own horror. Then, the darkness consumed him.The next morning, the locals found Elias's car parked outside the Harwood House. The front door was open, but Elias was nowhere to be found. His equipment lay scattered on the floor of the main bedroom, but there was no sign of him. The mirror on the wall was intact, its surface smooth and undisturbed. But those who dared to look closely said they could see a faint, distorted figure trapped within, forever reaching out, forever trying to escape. The Harwood House remained, its secrets buried deep within its walls, a chilling testament to the fact that some myths are more than just folklore.
By MD Melonabout a year ago in Journal
I created man, and I know what his heart conceives within him; and I am near to his vein.
"We created man, and I know what his mind conceives within him; and I am near to his jugular vein." — (Surah Qaf, verse 16)
By Abdul Barikabout a year ago in Journal
To You, Dear Doubt, Whom This Concerns The Most
Of all the times you’ve held me hostage to your whims. Placing the weight of unbearable sarcasm and the most pathetic of jokes.
By Putri Ojongabout a year ago in Journal
To the One Who’ll Love Me Next. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
I won’t pretend I’m easy. I’m not the kind of person who comes in quiet and neat, with all the right words and tidy emotions.
By Mary Clintonabout a year ago in Journal