#if you've earned his praise in any way shape or form he will tell you | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

nexyra · 3 years

Text

RWBY's Love Language - Part 2

Hello friend ! I'm back at it with a second part and whatever character I can think of ! (Among which best boy Oscar because he deserves it, and also more adults)

Let's go !

***

Oscar Pine

So ! While I love Oscar with my whole heart, honestly guessing his Love Language is no easy feat. One thing for sure : touch isn't is thing even if it's how everyone else chose to communicate their love.

I saw a post a while back detailing how Oscar is always putting his hands up as a barrier when he's scared or uncomfortable and that makes me cry a little instead but it's true TT. Anyway...

In the latest volumes we've got quite a bit of comforting Oscar-talks but I have to wonder how much of that is due to Ozpin's influence really. As a result I've decided to settle on... Acts of Service or Quality Time ! This is based on a few details : when people are upset with him in one shape or form, Oscar was always very eager to prove himself useful, give some aspect of concrete help (such as cooking a Casserole, ringing any bell ?). Plus I imagine that's the exact brand of help his Aunt would have needed most on a farm. Added to that, he always seems fairly happy to be included, be with the others no matter what's going on. Training ? Yay ! A movie with Jaune & Weiss ? Smiling puppy look. Fancy party ? Shenanigans together ! So yea, I love seeing my boy loved and hugged but please everyone settle for the loving he's most comfortable with <3

“She made a choice! A choice to put others before herself! So do I.”

“Oh, uh, yeah. I thought you guys would appreciate a hot meal after... spending all day looking for me, apparently.”

“No, it's okay. These past few days, I've been scared of the same things you were. I don't know how much longer I'm going to be... me. But I did some thinking, and I do know that I want to do everything I can to help with whatever time I have left.”

- - - - - - - - - -

Ozpin

For our favorite immortal wizard aka not quite dead Headmaster... I think the answer is rather obvious. When you're so careful with your words, but also so fiercely devoted to humanity, Words of Affirmation is a must. Ozpin constantly does his best to calm, to reassure. He's good at controlling the conversation and getting people where he wants... Except he more often than not use it to make them think and help them reach an healing ore motivating conclusion. This man is so insisten on giving and cultivating hope, so painfully aware of just how much words can change... There's no doubt in my mind that it's through these very same words that he tries to fight the darkness in others' mind, even when they don't want to let themselves be persuaded. And with some help from the farmboi, Ozpin is gaining in honesty and earnestness. And that can only help in giving comfort.

But to be honest... If you offer him a hug I doubt he'd refuse, and he definitely deserves one. Also therapy. For Oscar too. Everyone in therapy 2k21.

“Ruby. I've made more mistakes than any man, woman, and child on this planet. But at this moment I would not consider your appointment to leader to be one of them. Do you?”

“It's not every day that friends are able to come together like this. Time has a way of testing our bonds, but it's nights like these that can help keep them stronger than ever. Nights like these are ones we'll never forget.”

“Don't worry, Mr. Arc. Your journey is far from over, and the same might be said for all of you. Unlocking your Semblance isn't the end. It can still grow and evolve. Providing you are willing to put in the work, who knows what could happen?”

- - - - - - - - - -

Emerald Sustrai

Now here I'm gonna go ahead and say that the way Emerald has been taught to express her love and the way SHE would rather preffered to be loved most likely do not align. At the side of someone like Cinder, and even Mercury who isn't exactly the most emotionally vulnerable person; the only brand of love that gets an easy pass is Acts of Service, and that's probably what Emerald is the most used to. I can go on a mission with you. I can help. We go right back to the "I can be useful" mentality and I'm not sure she's been shown any other way honestly. Let's be real though : if someone offered a hug or some gentle words ? She'd probably pout & fuss but I hardly doubt she'd object.

“I don't care about Salem! But I owe Cinder everything. You want to fight her that bad? Be my guest.”

“I just... Cinder was the only family I ever had. She cared about me, taught me things... But without her here, I don't know if what we're doing--”

“I've been working on my Semblance. I can help. I won't tell anybody.”

- - - - - - - - - -

Pyrrha Nikos

What's with everyone and dedicating their whole love toward just helping their teammates anyway they can ?! Stop ! But any way, you guessed it. I'm pretty sure one of Pyrrha's top way of showing love is Acts of Service, and nothing means quite as much to her as Quality Time. For someone who's been put on a pedestal and has a hard time relating to people; both touch and words can be a bit awkward. But if they're wrapped up neatly in a training session or semblance explanations ? Well that's already a more familiar area. Pyrrha gives her whole to her friends and those she cares about. And in exchange, if anyone can simply... be there and spend time with her... May it be at the ball or simply sitting in the courtyard... I'm sure our girl would be delighted.

“Jaune, you know if you ever need help, you can just ask.”

“I'm constantly surrounded by love and praise; but when you're placed on a pedestal like that for so long, you become separated from the people that put you there in the first place. But thanks to you, I've made friendships that will last a lifetime.”

“I'll do it. If you believe this will help humanity, then I will become your Fall Maiden.”

- - - - - - - - - -

Qrow Branwen

If I say Gift Giving for the corvid, is someone gonna hit me ? Come on it's fun ! Okay, more seriously... I think this kind of love conversation is kind of a necessity for Qrow. With a semblance such as Bad Luck, making everything complicated... Qrow tries to keep his distance from those he cares about. And since he's an emotionally repressed (but caring) asshole on top of it... Well that kinda narrows down his option. You know what DOESN'T put anyone at risk but can still bring smiles on their face ? GIFTS. Shiny things, souvenirs from his missions all over the world to give to 2 smol nieces. Sounds safe right ? That said, as any good emotionally unavailable character in this show, I gotta say Qrow probably has a thing for helping out and making himself useful in relation to Oz, Tai or the rest of the inner circle. So you know what that means *whisper* Acts of Service.

That said ! When it comes to receiving some love back... Qrow probably likes everything he doesn't allow himself to have. Soft touches, loving & comforting words, spending time with a friend without his semblance making everything complicated... We know that's all he wants.

“You idiot. I know you didn't do this.”

“Look, pal, I'm not sure who you are, but you need to leave my niece alone.”

“No one wanted me... I was cursed... I gave my life to you because you gave me a place in this world... I thought I was finally doing some good...”

- - - - - - - - - -

Clover Ebi

And among our newbies (and gone too soon) friends we have Clover ! Clover was a very good contrast to our dusty old crow but also a great help. Kind-hearted, perceptive and honest; he knew just how to put Qrow's self-loathing in his place and push him to give himself some credit. He always had a nice word or a joke for everyone, and visibly the rock of the Ace Ops : an expert a keeping the moral up and the mood companiable. Evidently, Words of Affirmation was his expertise. Had things gone differently, I'm sure we'd have had time for many more earnest and helpful conversations with this teal-eyed fisherman.

“It's a good thing they had someone to look up to and get them through it. Not everyone is so lucky.”

“I meant deflect a compliment. Those kids wouldn't be where they are without you. You've had more of an effect on them than you realize.”

“We don't have to fight, friend.”

- - - - - - - - - -

Winter Schnee

And today in the "emotionally unavailable" category we have... Winter Schnee ! TALK ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS PEOPLE ! Just - I would say look at Ruby but even she doesn't talk about her bad vibes... Nor does any of the "Words of Affirmation" peeps. Honestly what's wrong with y'all people ? Anyway Winter cares so much. Is it hidden behind professionalism and a stern *big sister* demeanour ? Sure. But it doesn't negate just how much she loves her closed ones. She's fiercely loyal, and even if she doesn't let her personal feelings get in the way of her duty and doing what needs to be done, no one is allowed to say she doesn't care. Countrary to Weiss, Winter doesn't seem as good nor as aware of the love that exists in simply *being* with people. Rather, she's dutiful and ready to help any way she can when given the chance. You guessed it, yet another Acts of Service kind of love... Maybe I'm doing this wrong XD. I'm on the fence about Words of Affirmation as well. Despite her standoffish looks, Winter has always been very open & reassuring during her discussions with Penny. But she's more stern when it comes to Weiss so I dunno x)

“I don't recall asking about your ranking, I'm asking how you've been. Are you eating properly? Have you taken up any hobbies? Are you making new friends?”

“You've grown up a bit, haven't you? You're not the little girl clinging to the family name anymore.”

“You can't just buy trust like everything else! You have to earn it!”

And that's it for Part 2 ! I might do some other characters if people suggest some but I don't have a pressing need to right now. I have many ideas of songs to apply to various characters however so that's prob what my next posts will consist of (or fun templates)

If anyone has tips to create RWBY gifs or links to download the eps in good quality I'll take it ! Good day everyone !

#rwby #oscar pine #emerald sustrai #ozpin #winter schnee #qrow branwen #clover ebi #pyrrha nikos #love language #fair game #love langauges

87 notes · View notes

hak-7 · 4 years

Text

youtube

WHAT IS MUSLIM

The Muslim is one who yields his will to the will of Almighty God. We must keep in mind forever that God's will is the salvation of the people. Not our will; our will can't save us unless we give it to the guidance from God.

Jesus said, "Your will be done," according to the language of the Christians. "Not my will, your will." The Muslim is one who yields his will to the will of God.

God has given us human will so we can earn something for ourselves. So we can earn dignity for ourselves.

He has also given us hints in His creation, and has sent prophets to us to back up those hints. By those hints he has guided us and taught us that our will alone cannot save us.

The human being's will, from the time it is created, is searching for some guidance to give itself to. This is nature. The baby is looking for something to guide it. The woman, the man, grow and become adults looking for something to guide them. They go to the institutions of learning, to the houses of worship, looking for something to guide their will so they may form their lives by it.

They are looking for something to shape their will, to give meaning to their lives in the world. They run into so many problems. They can't find the answers they think they should get. They give up; and what do they do after this?

Many give their will to the forces of destruction. They give their will to lies, to corruption, to confusion, and they go down. They are destroyed by ignorance and by corruptible things.

The will in man is naturally designed or naturally made to seek God. The human will seeks God and when we find God, we find our peace.

We don't know God in all of His divine names or in all of His divine attributes. God has to show us these things through His prophets, through guidance. But we know that there is something that needs to be united with something that is missing. We don't always know what it is, but it is truth.

The human being comes into the world and the world teaches the human being some truth and some lies. The lies separate us from the reality that we should naturally be united with.

So God sends us His messengers to teach us that we are one creation, and not two. One creation, and that the Creator of this creation is one, not two, not three. One God. One Allah. One Creator for everything.

This oneness brings peace to us. Two or three bosses over us, running our lives brings confusion as the Quran says. Many people don't stop at two or three bosses, they worship prophets and saints. They give their lives to many directions. And what has this resulted in? The absence of the worship of God.

Look at the society of these people who have given their lives to two and three Gods, and to many saints for guidance. The leaders are writing "God is dead." And recently these words appeared in the New York Times commercial ad: "If God is alive, why is religion in so much pain?"

Why is religion in so much pain for whom? Not for us. Our religion is free of pain. It's relieving us of our pain.

God is alive and has always been alive for the Muslims, and all true believers.

A Muslim life is a clear life, not a life of confusion. The way that is shown to us is a clear way.

The Quran itself is called the clear book. Al-Bayan, very clear evidence, guidance, not something to guess at. It is self-evident. It doesn't leave us to interpret and establish it.

There's a lot in the Quran that needs interpretation but such is not the basis of the Book. Allah says in the Quran that "these verses are allegorical and basic." Allegorical may need interpretation.

"Those in whose hearts is crookedness or perversity, they prefer the allegorical over the basic." They like to get into the mysteries and avoid clear teaching.

"But the clear verses are the basis of the Book." That is where we stand. We stand on those clear teachings. We can all discuss and maybe make some contribution toward understanding the allegorical teachings but that's not what we stand on. We stand upon the clear teachings.

One God Who's not creation. Who is Creator. Who has no image, no likeness in creation, and He's not like creation. He made creation but He's not like it.

"Creation must exist by two"— forces, male and female, negative and positive. Allah says: "But I am the one who exists alone,"—needing no forces to aid Him.

Allah says again in His attributes that He is God, whose very being will not permit any contribution. Want to contribute something to God? Give Him a little help? No! Give God obedience. His very being refuses any contribution. It is our being that wants something. "Come, help me. Give me something." That is the human cry.

God says to us in the Quran, "Slumber nor sleep touches Him." He does not need food or anything. "He's the one who feeds and is not fed."

He needs nothing from us and the attribute As-Summad says, Allah is eternal, whose very being rejects contributions. Don't make your contribution thinking God can suffer a want for something. Make contributions to righteousness. Make contributions to yourself for God's sake. Make contributions to your life in obedience to God.

Send God some charity? Give God some help to save sinners? He doesn't need any help to save sinners. We need help to save ourselves.

God gives us that help in our intelligence. He gives us that help in our nature, in the sentiments of our heart. He also gives us help through inspired people, the prophets. But He needs no help. The God that is perfect. The God that is whole, needs nothing. The God that has no need for anything, no flaws, the perfect being, the Giving, the Loving, the Almighty.

Imam W.D. Mohammed (raa)https://www.instagram.com/p/CC33dRXJ2BT/?igshid=1vwaofkitf11cSUPPORTS YOU CAN'T SEE

And God says, "Look at the heavenly bodies." Both Scriptures point us to the heavens, for us to observe the wisdom for a higher order of human life on this planet earth. God says, "Observe the bodies that you see in the sky and how they appear to be supported with no props or supports under them that you can see."

What is that saying to us? It is saying that not only your life but the existence of the material universe is existence upon powers that you can't see. The sun you can't see what is holding it up. The moon you don't see what is holding it up there. You get a telescope and look at planets and material bodies or material mass bigger than ours.

Look at the planets, like Jupiter. You cannot see what is holding them up there. Science tells you of the trillions and trillions of tons not pounds in that mass. There it is hanging out there in space seemingly with no support holding it up.

That is pointed out to us to tell us to trust the God that designed this creation, trust the God that designed the Universe. Trust Him. You can't explain everything He did. Trust Him. He knows and you know not.

You look at what He has done and then come up with your own explanation for it. I know about universal gravity. That is what science tells us.

But when the farmer looks up there, he doesn't see any universal gravity. All he sees is big bodies up there and nothing is holding them up. So God's Lesson is going to stay, no matter what science says.

God gives us a Lesson that says, "Have faith in the Lord that designed this creation. The way it is designed is too big for your mind to grasp. Have faith in The One that designed it and don't doubt.

Imam W.D. Mohammed (raa)ASA

The Children of Israel or Jews as some call them were chosen by Allah; G'd, to deliver His message to all the people, they were not chosen by G'd to be the one special people above all other people on earth, Allah has no partners or associates. They failed to follow the command of Allah through their Prophet Moses, Moses was successful but most of the following went astray. The same mission was then placed upon Prophet Muhammad 610 AD, to call the people back to their original G'd given human nature.

Allah made a covenant with the Children of Israel, when they broke the covenant Allah gave that same covenant to Prophet Muhammad, that same covenant is upon us Muslims today. Praise be to Allah.

Isaac and Ismail are from the same Father, Ibrahim, Isaac, the father of Israel was the first leader of the Children of Israel; the 12 tribes. Ismail was the beginning of the Muslim movement, finalized with Prophet Muhammad, Allahs Messenger, The last Prophet of Allah to mankind.

All Prophets and Messengers, and Holy Books, are from One Source, Allah, The One and Only G'd.

See Qur'an, 2:40-86https://www.instagram.com/p/CC33dRXJ2BT/?igshid=1vwaofkitf11c“No created thing lives for itself. And we shouldn’t neither.A river does not drink from its own water. Trees do not eat their own fruit.The light of the sun is not intended to warm itself. The flower benefits not from its own nectar nor profits from its amazing aroma, nor the bee from its own honey. Every created thing makes a contribution to things other than itself.”

~ Shades of GreyThe roots of white Supremacy making a human figure into a DEVINE figure! The truth is that WE SHOULD MAKE NO IMAGES OR LIKENESS UNTO THE DEVINE.A ND WE SHOULD KNOW THAT TO GIVE G-D A SON,IS TO FORCE THE MIND TO GIVE HIM A RACIAL FEATURE! THIS WAS THE TRICK OF DIABOLICAL WORLD DOMINATING PSYCHOLOGY! WHITE IS RIGHT,WHY? BECAUSE G-DS SON IS WHITE,A D HAVEN'T WE BEEN THROUGHLY BRAINWASHED TO BELIEVE THAT,"WHEN YOU SEE THE SON YOU'VE SEEN THE FATHER FOR THE SON IS THE FATHER! OH MY PEOPLE NOW IS THE TIME TO UN-WHITE WASH YOUR PERCEPTION OF YOUR SAVIOUR! YOUR BIBLE TELLS YOUR THAT,"G-D IS A SPIRIT AND THAT THOSE WHO WORSHIP HIM MUST WORSHIP HIM IN SPIRIT" SLS YOU ARE FAMILIAR IN JOHN," NO MAN HAS EVER SEEN G-D AT ANY TIME" NOW YOU KNOW THAT YOU ARE AWARE THAT IN JOHN 20:17 JESUS TOLD MARY MADELEINE "TOUCH ME NOT FOR I HAVE NOT YET ASCENDED TO MY FATHER,BUT GO A D TELL MY BRETHREN THAT I GO TO MY FATHER A ND YOUR FATHER,TO MY G-D AND YOUR G-D" PEOPLE KNOW THIS THAT THERE IS NO G-D BUT ONE G-D,THAT NOTHING IS LIKE HIM HE NIETHER BEGETS NOR IS HE BEGOTTEN AND THERE IS NOTHING LIKE HIM! FIND ME SOMEWHERE IN THE BIBLE WHERE JESUS(PEACE ON HIM)TOLD US THAT HE WAS G- D AND THAT WE SHOULD WORSHIP HIM! NO,NO,HE TAUGHT US TO PRAY," OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN,HOLLOWETH BE THY NAME,THY KINGDOM COME, ON EARTH AS IT IS IN HEAVEN" SO PEOPLE DON'T SEE ME AS AN ADVERSARY SEE ME AS A HELPING FRIEND TO STAMP "WHITE SUPREMACY IMAGERY IN THE FORM OF A VISIBLY WHITENED G-D" REMOVE ALL RACIAL IMAGES THAT ATTEMPT TO PORTRAY THE DEVINE" GIVE ME SOME FEEDBACK LETS START A DIALOGUE! PEACE AND LOVE!Book #3 WDM p.18 of 86

Allah judges

Allah knows their value. we can’t judge that. We may take a brother who drinks and sit him over there with the corrupt, and that brother who drinks may be in heaven a little higher than us when are resurrected. We don’t know. Maybe the drinking that you did with Islamic science was bigger, made you a bigger drunk than he is. So we don’t know. So it is hard for us to do that. But sometimes I would like to see a good situation where all the corrupt, I know they are over there. I would be free, more relaxed to talk over here. When I talk over there I’d have something for them to say. It would be more relaxed for me to address them knowing that they are over there. But we can’t do that.

So now, what do we have to see, first? That Al Islam is a Religion that focuses the light on man and shows him firstly, principally, as a social creature; that G-d intended for him to be a social creature; not to be satisfied being an island, or on an island all to himself; that he must mate and become a bigger social unit; family, tribes, and then until you embrace the whole community of man on this earth and see yourself as a member in one family, with all people. So man is a social creature.

Qur’an gives social inspiration

Man is a social creature and the spirit of the Qur’an is, what? The spirit of the Qur’an is social inspiration. It feeds our social aspirations. This word social is bigger than we think it is. By social we don’t mean just associating with each other, physically, but our dependency on each other as members of a world society. We want to keep the focus on the Muslim community right now. As members of the Muslim community, our dependency on each other brings us together and our love for each other brings us together. So here we have a love for each other that brings us

Book #3 WDM p.19 of 86 together, and a dependency on each other that brings us together.

Pretty soon we find that the teacher of the school has to be tied up full time in doing that. But there is also a need to have business growing in the community. So there is a business person feeding business.

The social context in terms of people keeps expanding with growth, and as it grows there is more demand for more things to take care of the needs of its growing people. He can have the regulation of the home in the parent. He can have the regulation of the family in the parent. He can have the regulation of the morals in the parent, the discipline, the laws that discipline the family can be in the parent, everything. Everything can be in the parents.

That’s a small unit and he can manage that. But when it extends and involves hundreds of families, he can’t manage that. If there is nobody but him and his family, he can go out, take his sons out with him, children with him, go out and plow the field, and regulate his own food. He doesn’t need anybody to regulate the economy for him. He can handle that. But when they multiply in a social unit, it’s the social unit that is getting bigger. The social unit gets bigger and brings in demands for industry, for more sophisticated government, more complex government ideas, and everything else we can think of. There is not one other single influence responsible for the growth and development of society, other than the social principle, or the social influence.

Now, go back to the sun as a symbol. The sun, I said earlier that it’s the principle behind all the changes in the weather, the growth and everything, didn’t I? So here you have, now, me saying that the social interest, the social principle, is the influence behind all the other growth and possibilities.

Can’t we then say that the sun is also a symbol of man as a social unit, the Khalifa is male and female, and the purpose of male and female is to have generations? That’s the social principle. So the Khalifa is the social principle. He is the sun. He is the social principlSEVEN LOCKS

The Jahcubite Conspiracy

Seven locks. L-O-C-K-S. You need a key to open a lock. His (Samson) strength was in this, that his knowledge was locked up. Seven locks of hair. His knowledge wasn’t exposed to other people. And the moment he exposed it to Delilah whom he trusted, he lost his strength. Is that right. Yes.All right let’s continue now. Seven locks. Yes. So the locks you understand is a secret knowledge, secret knowledge that runs the course, it’s a knowledge that runs the course and it’s to be repeated (. Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do...) Because once it runs a course, it can’t be…. can’t keep going, you have to start it back over again. You start with doe, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti. When you get to ti, that’s the cross, now you can’t keep going with the cross, you have to bring in doe again. So you bring in Communism, or something else and you start the world all over again — do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti and you bring them to worship the Jahcubite again. And when they caught him, when they catch up with him, can’t keep the tee going, got to stop the worship of the Jahcubite. But start the world all over again with a new knowledge, do, re, and all the way up to ti again. So you keep going from one knowledge that is invented by the Jahcubite conspirators that lead you to the worship of the Jahcubite. Once you catch onto them that you’re worshiping them, they create another knowledge that brings you right to the same place again. So this is the seven locks of Samson that was his strength.

Samson fell in love with the hell he created and got weak But he fell in love so much with Delilah, Delilah is sin and darkness. Samson got weak. He fell in love with the hell he had created for the Gentiles. Delilah wasn’t meant for him to fall in love with. He wasn’t supposed to love Delilah; he was supposed to marry a different girl.So he ends up falling in love with Delilah that he didn’t really want. He didn’t want Delilah. But Delilah kept putting herself in his way. Why because he was raising a whole lot of hell in the world, and hell got so thick in the world, that even Samson couldn’t escape it.So sin and corruption came even against Samson … and the Jewish boys starts getting in the filth and the Jewish girls start going astray, and pretty soon the Jewish community gets disordered. Oh yeah.In love with the corruption that they created for other people.So what they got to do now? Well. Too late. Once the Jewish conspirators get weak for the sins of the wicked environment that they themselves formed, then they began to let out secrets to the people in the sinful environment.

They become drunk with the corruption that they created. And they lose mental fortitude or composure, they lose the composure, they lose the ability to hold in, what they shouldn’t let out. And they began to let out, not by word all the time, by their actions, by the mannerisms. The dark society began to peep their hold card. Ooooh, I see something. Yes, you get too intimate; somebody is going to see something. You see? So the people see. When the people see, then they expose the Jahcubite scheme. When the Jahcubite scheme is exposed, they have no strength. They become like ordinary people. Have no supernatural strength anymore. And their knowledge then is just on a level with our knowledge. So they are in the dark with us. They see no more than we see. So he becomes blind. Samson became blind. He had no superior eyesight. It was no more than the blindness of the society, because they had gotten his special knowledge. You understand? All right.

Samson can produce more fine flour of enlightenment

He’s blind now, and the world begins to use him. Not because they forced it on him. It looks like Samson was forced to do this. That’s all tricks. No, he has no other recourse; he has no other way, no other alternative. They know my secret now. My secret wisdom is of no power to me. Now what I’ll do is show them that I am stronger than an ox. I can grind more corn than their ox.I am going to get at the wheels of their economy. I’m going to get at the wheels of their academic knowledge, schools of thought. I am going to show them,I can produce more fine flour of academic knowledge. I can produce more fine flour of enlightenment. I will show them that I can produce what they want, and they won’t kill me, they will keep me as their workhorse, their ox, to grind the fine flour.So he goes from one conspiracy to another one.He goes underground like the Mafia and the Ku Klux Klan sometimes. And you say, “Oh I don’t see him anymore, they must be gone”. He’s not gone. He’s just grinding flour; he’s going to make bread all over again. And when he makes his bread, he will start again with do and he will go to re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti.

So he can’t see any more than you, but he knows how to grind the flour and he has the strength of the ox. So he grinds the flour of knowledge and he works with you in your blind world, in the darkness, right with you. But in time, he rises to the superior position. He has made him some flour that is special. Oh yes. And he is going to make him some dough that is special. And pretty soon he’s going to have all the bread. And when he gets the bread, he’s going to have the power. And then he will bring in re. And then after he brings in re, the world will come back to him, he would have mi again, and he will bring it on back up to fa, sol, la, ti, and when he gets to ti, he’ll have the world worshiping the Jahcubite again. And this thing continues over and over again, an endless circle. This is the true knowledge of the secret Jahcubite conspiracy. Not from the protocols of Zion. This is straight from the horse’s mouth. And you will find four horses in the Bible.

Imam W.D. Mohammed (raa)THE MEANING OF AR-RAHMAN

By Imam W. Deen Mohammed

(Editor's note: The following is excerpted from a Ta'lim lecture delivered December 15 in Chicago by Imam Muhammad.

Now we come to the names that are given in Qur'an that belong to Allah. The Qur'an says, "La-illaha-illalah, there is no God except Allah." and the Qur'an gives us names that belong to Allah. And the first one Ar-Rahman is given. Ar-Rahmanu means the Gracious. It's translated in different ways in English. Some translations say 'the Gracious,' some say, 'the kind.' If you look up 'kind' in the dictionary it doesn't only mean nice, it also means generous. So, 'kind' and 'generous.' the combination, means niceness and generosity, goodness and generosity.

Some translations have given it as 'beneficent,' which means 'befitting' out of His kindness and grace. That's correct, too. All of these English terms are correct. But understand that the term 'Rahman' means to show mercy. So whatever God does that's good to us is a help to us, is kindness to us, out of His graces. It comes from His mercy.

He's a merciful God. He doesn't like to see His Creatures suffer. He doesn't like to see His creatures experience bad times, and misery, so it is His way to extend mercy to them. He is Ar-Rahman.

THE NEXT NAME THAT is given is Ar-Raheem. These are the two most often repeated names in the Holy Qur'an. In fact; every chapter except the 9th Chapter begins like that.

Bismillah, With the Name of God. Ar-Rahman. Ar-Raheem. the Gracious, the Compassionate, or the Gracious, the Merciful, the Beneficent, the Merciful.

As I have explained, there are different English words and they all can be suitable for the names Ar-Rahman and Ar-Raheem. Ar-Raheem is translated as the Merciful, but some Arabs have translated it to mercy-giving. I hope with a few comments on this name I will be able to make clear to you why some of them feel that to say "the Merciful," is not good enough.

'Ra-hi-mah.' means to show mercy, or give mercy. And this word, 'ar-Rah-ma-nu.' means the one who gives out of His gracious gift, from His bounty, from His great and unlimited resources to His creatures, and He does it out of mercy.

AR-RAHEEM too, has a connection with this word: both have connection with this word.

THIS CONCEPT of God comes from the understanding that before the creature became conscious of its needs. God had already been merciful and kind to that creature.

The baby is in the womb of his or her mother for nine months. We don't believe that it's conscious of its needs. But look at the nice situation that God has put that baby in. It slept on a waterbed before we did. That's a nice situation for that baby. It's shockproof, so if anybody punched the mother's stomach, the water bag cushions it, right? Yes. So we believe that God, before we are even aware that we need something, has already been generous and kind to us.

We come into this world, and we say, 'oh, I'm poor. But it is you who's poor. The world is not poor, the world is rich.

Why are you poor? Either because you are not yet-aware, or you're not yet ready to change your situation and go after the riches, or there are overwhelming forces that are keeping you away from it.

BUT THE world is not poor, God is generous! He has filled the world with all that is rich, more than we can see, more than we consume.

God has already put it here. So He is Gracious. He is Gracious. Ar-Rahmanu, out of His mercy. He is Gracious. Then, Ar-Raheemu. The condition comes now, and God has provided, but His creatures can't see it. Then He comes and makes a way for His creatures to get it against those barriers, odds or obstructions. He comes and opens the way so he can get it. That's the ar-Rahman, ar-Raheem.

#Youtube

1 note · View note

maxheadley · 6 years

Text

Callista's Investiture

Callista spent twenty years awaiting the day she became the Wolf Pack Leader. Her investiture had come slowly, painfully, and under odd circumstances. Her current Pack Leader, Ruben, decided to retire from his leadership. Immortality surely slowed down the age process and the wear and tear on one's body, but the mind could whittle down to nothing, leaving one acting loco. She suspected his mind was wearing down, needing some much needed rest. Of course, she wasn't the only apprentice Ruben mentored, there was also Inja Hills. She'd have to battle it out for the leadership name, but whenever her and Inja sparred, Inja always came in second.

Right now, Callista stared at her reflection in the rose-gold vanity mirror with the old-fashioned lightbulbs that produced bright white light. Her handmaiden brushed a rose-gold brush through her fabulous, long, black ringlet curls getting the tangles out. With hair like Callista's, it tangled easier than normal straight hair. "Princessa, how would you like me to style your hair?" Asked her handmaiden.

"Abaigael, how about two braids with silver rope intertwined?" She suggested, holding up silver strings sparkling underneath the sheen of bright white light.

"Perfect. Your investiture should be taking place, soon, shouldn't it?" Abaigael quickly and gently began braiding her curls into the first braid.

Callista played with the gold strings, wrapping them around her small index fingers, and sighed as Abaigael styled her hair. "Maybe. Tomorrow night, me and Inja do our final assessment. Whoever passes the assessment, becomes the new Wolf Leader. Ruben has to decide officially if I'm worthy enough of getting crowned the Wolf Leader."

"You are most definitely worthy of the honor, Ruben must know of this."

"Thank you, Abaigael, but Ruben hasn't been quite interested in me in some time, and has taken to pleasantries with Inja." Callista sighed, observing the nimble way Abaigael braided the second of her two braids. The silver ropes intertwined with her curls, shined, glittering under the light, making her hair glow a little. She liked that very much. Traditionally, wolf natives wore white, silver, gold, or a dark blue rope amongst their dark hair to bring out the beauty of one's face or generally, their ability to lighten the usually dark features. Callista's mother instilled the tradition of wearing a light colored rope amongst her curls due to the darkness of her hair. Callista almost never wore her hair without a few strings of rope. She liked it best, anyway.

"Inja will most likely be the leader of the Golnessa Pack, Ruben is forming. I have no doubt he'd pick you to lead us here in

Richica." Said, a deep, masculine accented voice.

Appearing the vanity's mirror, was her large, but not incredibly tall brother. He stood above her about six or seven inches. His height wasn't very intimidating, though his stance and presence could make a grown man shiver in his boots. But not once has he ever given Callista any sense of trepidation. His dark, luscious black curls trailed down his chest and back without any styling or product. His eyes were large, wide, and light caramel brown. His nose too was a bit large, but fit his wide, face. Atop his black curls sat a golden, silver crown, sparkling without light hitting the gems that were engraved inside the silver-gold frame. "You do realize, Rolan, you are the King of Richica. If anyone's leading us, it is you." Callista turned around in her chair, laying an arm over the top.

Rolan rolled his pretty eyes. "We both are natural-born leaders and we will both lead."

"Mother would say differently." Callista muttered, bitterly.

Rolan sat on the edge of her four-poster bed, pushing aside the sheer blue curtains that draped over the sides. He caused wrinkles to come about into her heavy, silky sugar cookie yellow duvet. "You know it's true. Who's the one who rallied the pups in when they wouldn't listen to me?"

"Me."

"And who's the one who kept the pups under control during the Wolf Council Meetings and their parents were attending?"

"Me." Callista sighed, looking at her brother.

"Exactly. You're a better leader and a tougher enforcer than I'll ever be. The only reason, I can lead as well as I do with Richica is because I married Victorea's niece and she's incredible at solving and helping me navigate the obstacles and responsibilities of being a king."

"Misty has been taught by the best of the best. You've been learning from her customs and instilling them within yourself. It helped a great deal during the last of the wars." Callista waved to Abaigael to leave as she was done with her braiding and Callista had no need for her at the time. Abaigael bowed to King and Princess, scurrying away quickly to attend to other duties. Callista rose, and swiftly moved to stand in front of her brother as he leaned onto his elbows.

"I'm guessing the Wars showed how much I cared and would fight for my country, my wolves, my family." Rolan would've sounded smug, had he not possessed a sad tone.

"Precisely, you were meant for this, but to Ma, I am not meant for anything other than to be married off to the man of her choice and birth her grandchildren." Callista cued in an eyeroll. She highly doubted birthing children and marrying would be in her destiny's cards. She'd reject anyone who tried to marry her, being in love never appealed to her senses.

"Why can't parents allow their children to shape their own destinies and fall in love with their true love or true loves in wolf customs? I hope when my children come, they'll be free to choose who they are and who they love." Rolan shook his head and got up. "But you won't have to do as Ma says once Ruben chooses you to be his successor. She'll never be able to control you or your life again." He kissed her dark forehead, smiling. "I promise."

"You better hope he chooses me or I'm going beat you to a pulp." She chuckled as he departed the room.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. But he'll choose you."

Midnight's massive forepaw slammed heavily onto Sky's blue-gray chest, pinning her down. She growled, glancing up at the massive golden-yellow wolf leaping from the Great Rock down to where his apprentices had disturbed the debris. Vaguely aware of Sky's hindpaws scrabbling her flank unrelenting, Midnight spoke, unflinching as Paz, approached. His massive body slinking through the crowd of cowering wolves. He abruptly stopped at the dip's edge where Midnight overthrew Sky. "You can release Sky, Midnight." Paz said, in a deeply rich accented voice. His caramel-honey brown eyes blinking with appraisal and approval.

Midnight released Sky, growling, and leaped onto the solid grown. She sat on her haunches immediately. She observed Sky shaking off droplets of fine mud before she leaped onto the solid grown. Her yellow eyes glowering. "Well. How did we do?" Sky growled, not kindly.

"You should've done better and Midnight surprised me." Paz said, calmly, and met Midnight's humble gaze. "Midnight, you are cunning and calculating. I had never expected you to fight the way you have today. I am most pleased, and pleased to say, you have earned your new title as the Wolf Pack Leader."

Midnight blinked, astonished by the proclamation. She'd never expected Paz to tell her personally. She always presumed he'd tell the whole pack instead, let the surprise wash over her just like the praise and approval of her fellow pack members.

"You're kidding! What about me?" Sky shoved Midnight out of the way with a nasty growl. She faced Paz, the top of her mane rose up, spiking. She was shaking furiously and anger flooded her yellow eyes. "I deserved to be the Pack Leader, not her!"

Midnight drew her lips back in the beginnings of a snarl, but Paz flickered his golden ears warningly.

Paz gently ran a paw over Sky's blue-gray black tipped ears and gave her a swift, loving lick. "I've made my decision, my dear sister." He turned to face the wolf pack, that still remained in their spots, eagerly awaiting their new leader's announcement.

"Hear me now, my dearly wonderful and gorgeous pack, I have lead this pack since Sessian named me his successor many, many years ago. I have lead you through countless battles and three major wars, but my time as leader has come to an end." He leaped on the Great Rock, gazing out over his somber audience. All eyes were on him and no one whispered. He captured their attention greatly. Midnight hoped she'd capture their attention like he did, one day.

"I am proud to of lead you all, you have done me proud, and you've never failed me. I love you all with my heart, but as painful as this is, I know you'll love and loyally follow your new leader as you've done me." Paz beckoned Midnight to leap beside him on the Great Rock. "Please welcome Midnight as your new leader. I know she'll lead you as I have. She shows promise and her intelligence will serve you well." He said, as she settled beside him.

Murmurs and whispers passed around through the crowd and many stayed silent, unsure how to react to the news. Only one could protest to Paz's announcement, and that was Sky, but she said nothing and remained as silent as Midnight's mother was. Midnight grimaced at the hateful glare her mother gave Paz. At least I can rule without her influence and hateful attitude, Midnight thought, relieved.

"But before I officially give you all over to Midnight, I have another announcement." Paz waited for the audience conversations to die down, many ears perked up in anticipation to hear his new proclamation. "I have selected a good portion of you to set up a camp in the Golnessa Mountains, and it's come to my attention, the clan will need a leader and a name. I have decided Sky will lead the Wild Clan in Golnessa. I know she'll lead wonderfully and most of you know, she is deserving of a chance to make this clan succeed under her observant eye." If he were human, he'd of smiled at his sister, who looked about as astonished as Midnight felt.

"Are you sure?" Sky challenged, looking at the small group of clan members at the edge of the Wolf Pack. They each looked eagerly and calmly at their new leader. Surely, enough, they were happy to have her as their leader verses being leaderless. Midnight thought Paz did his sister right.

"I am positive, and I will be joining the Wild clan. I'd like to reside in the mountains for the rest of eternity." Paz nodded to Midnight, swiping his pink tongue over her black cheek, and leaped down onto the dusty ground. "Let us bow to our new leader as it is traditional." He howled, bowing his head to Midnight.

Following pursuit, the wolves bowed their heads, including Sky and her little clan. Midnight heaved her massive jet black body to her massive paws, lifted her head gracefully, and howled. Her howl echoing throughout the cove of trees, singing a song, and blessing her pack. She sounded strong, happy, and grateful.

A sudden chorus of howls and barks coursed though the audience, blessing her ears, and many were singing their praises, led by the one and only, Paz. Midnight met his caramel-honey eyes, seeing her dark reflection in the pupil, and howled once more.

"Let it be known, a new leader rules this pack."

Callista bid farewell to the Wild Clan and Inja. She stood on the grassy hill, behind the Richica border. Her dark eyes observing the small pack of wolves slink through the long grasses towards the snow, covered mountains bordering Nelessa. She knew the alliance between shapeshifter and wolf needed to be strong, and unbreakable. She though Ruben's idea of allying the wolves with the shapeshifters was bogus, but with explanation and love she came to the understanding, the alliance would harm no one and would in fact ensure safety of both the races and of course, the numbers would mean better battle outcomes. Their victories would come swifter and less casualties will result.

She had no objections allowing Inja to move into the mountains with the clan and keep peace between the wolves and shapeshifters to ensure their alliance's safety.

Beside her, Ruben, a short light brown skinned male with yellow eyes and white-gold curls stood. He told Inja, he'd catch up after he'd spoken privately with Callista. She agreed reluctantly to leave her brother behind. Nonetheless, she liked to have this last conversation with Ruben, for she may never see him again.

"You know Marvel plans to launch a Great Blood War?" Ruben inquired, hastily.

Callista knew Richica would suffer greatly under the wrath of the numerous demigods. Their numbers outweighed any race living on Legend's land. Many would die if Marvel had her way, but if all six races banded together, Marvel's plan would be unsuccessful and there'd be numerous casualties on her side. She'd be responsible for the end of her kingdom.

Callista suspected Ruben had concerns and that is why he abruptly brought up the question. "She can have a Great Blood War, but the wolves will not be on the loosing side." She turned, lifting her black skirts and faced Ruben.

Ruben rubbed his darkish hands together, they shook. "Many will die. You can't save us all. We are already a dying breed. We suffered great losses in the last war. If Marvel succeeds, she may end us for good." He looked thoroughly concerned. The safety and survival of the wolves needed to be ensured. Or he'll be devastatingly right.

"Not if I band together all seven of the races and that means including the Tigers."

"How will you convince Tigeress to consider fighting alongside her sworn enemies?" Ruben inquired, skeptically. "Or get involved in the affairs of a war she's never been apart of?"

"Tigeress can be persuaded. I just have to her an ultimatum or bribe her with something valuable. She is surely to come knocking at our door." Callista smiled, calmly.

"You better be right, or we'll definitely be done for."

"Ruben, I know I'm right, and if I can do this, you'll know. I'll send word to you once I have own the winning side and you'll know what I speak is true." Callista swathed Ruben into her embrace and held him for a few seconds. "But in the meantime, enjoy your rest and your new home. Go!"

She gave the chuckling Ruben a gentle push towards the mountains. "Goodbye, Cali."

"Goodbye, Ruby."

Callista's dark eyes trailed after him as he walked away. After a few minutes of watching him depart, she turned and proceeded to head back into the trees, but not before he called her name. "Callista!"

She glanced back at Ruben standing a good distance away. He was waving and smiling largely. "Thank you!" He shouted, then shifted into his golden-yellow massive wolf, Paz and ran down the rest of the hill at lightning speed. Callista chuckled, thinking he was so wonderful and deserved to live the next chapter of his life peacefully. Hopefully, he'd find a mate among the clan wolves, have a few pups, and raise them to be as great, loving, and caring as he was. She prayed he'd have the opportunity to do so.

She disappeared into the forest, knowing she'd never see Ruben Hills ever again, and wishing she'd known him better. He could have been her mate, the love of her life, if only she'd known what he truly wanted. Her.

0 notes