“أتعرفون ماهي ( طوبـى )؟
( إنها ؛ ( شجرة في الجنه
( من ؛. ( ذهب
( منها ؛. ( ثياب أهل الجنه
( ظلها ؛. (مسيرة مائة عام للجواد السريع
أتعلم لمن ؟
إنها لمن أكثر الإستغفار . .
قال الرسول عليه الصلاة والسلام … طوبي لمن وجد في صحيفته استغفارا كثيرا„,”—(استغفر الله الذي لا إله إلا هو الحي القيوم وأتوب اليه)
“How could the Palestinians be “genuine partners” in peace talks when they have no country? But how could they have a country when it was taken from them? The Palestinians were never given any choice other than unconditional surrender. All they were offered was death. In the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, the actions of the Israelis are considered legitimate retaliation (even if their attacks do seem disproportionate), whereas the actions of the Palestinians are without fail treated as terrorist crimes. And the death of a Palestinian has neither the same interest nor the same impact as the death of an Israeli.
Today Israel is conducting an experiment. It has invented a model of repression that, once adapted, will profit other countries. There is great continuity in Israeli politics. Israel believes that the U.N. resolutions verbally condemning Israel in fact put it in the right. Israel has transformed the invitation to leave the occupied territories into the right to establish colonies there. It thinks sending an international peace-keeping force into Southern Lebanon is an excellent idea… provided that this force, in the place of Israeli forces, transforms the region into a police zone, a desert of security. This conflict is a curious kind of blackmail, from which the whole world will never escape unless we lobby for the Palestinians to be recognized for what they are: “genuine partners” in peace talks. They are indeed at war, in a war they did not choose.”—Gilles Deleuze - Two Regimes of Madness (via monakareem)
I know God is real because I see Him in the small things: the way the sun rises and sets every day, the way birds know to migrate, our fingerprints, the way the leaves change colors, the way caterpillars turn into butterflies. Nature is too perfect to be created unintentionally.