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and then our exile

Saturday, March 19, 2005 at 12:21 p.m.

by way of zacharia:

someone once asked aishah^raa what the most remarkable thing about the prophet^pbuh was. she replied that surely all his deeds were such...but the most remarkable thing was that at night, when every lover would go his beloved, he^pbuh would rise to his Lord.
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hear this...my friends...and fall silent. this was the man who was sent to us. ...we are dust.

contentment as a state of the soul...though one may long for specific places, in the end it is but a reflection of the longing for jannah...

...man dhaaq hilwata’l-imaani la budda an ya’ood...

and then our exile

Saturday, March 19, 2005 at 12:21 p.m.

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