Watch the film trailer that led to a U.S. Ambassador’s death.!ا إلهي: كيف ولماذا

Watch the film trailer that led to a U.S. Ambassador’s death.!ا إلهي: كيف ولماذا

[ندعوك للتسجيل في المنتدى أو التعريف بنفسك لمعاينة هذا الرابط]

Watch the film trailer that led to a U.S. Ambassador’s death[ندعوك للتسجيل في المنتدى أو التعريف بنفسك لمعاينة هذا الرابط]

مقطع ناطق باللغه العربيه لغه القران[ندعوك للتسجيل في المنتدى أو التعريف بنفسك لمعاينة هذه الصورة] من الفيلم المسيء لرسول للاسلام
في ألأونة الأخيرة وأثارة مقتل السفير الأمريكي
[ندعوك للتسجيل في المنتدى أو التعريف بنفسك لمعاينة هذا الرابط]

2012/Sept/5

يا إلهي: كيف ولماذا فقدناانسايتنا؟-أفحص ألجزء العربي أدناه

A Very Distinguished & Remarkable Miracle of Healing and
Conversion of a Former Muslim Girl!!
A story of faith, sacrifice & heroism!
The healing and conversion story of Sister Gulshan Fatima (now Gulshan Esther), a Pakistanian, who was only 19 years old; born to prominent orthodox Muslim family, crippled from infancy & severely restricted. But Gulshan Esther is a living testimony to a power that can break through every barrier; she had a remarkable, significant & an extraordinary testimony. And I have quoted from her book**The Torn Veil (of 153 p. reprinting 2001) as follow:
“…. I Gulshan Fatima, the younge

daughter of a Muslim Sayed family; descended from the prophet Mohammed. For years I had read the Holy Quran devotedly & prayed regularly, but I had gradually lost all hope that my condition would change. Now, however, I began to believe that what was written about Jesus was true - that He did miracles, was alive & that He could heal me. ‘Oh Jesus, son of Maryam [Mary].’ it says in the Holy Quran that you have raised the dead & healed the lepers & done miracles. So heal me too. As I prayed this prayer my hopes grew stronger; it was strange, because in years of Muslim praying I had never felt certain that I could be healed. I took my beads which I had brought from Mecca [city in Saudi Arabia] & prayed. ‘Oh Jesus, Son of Maryam’, heal me…. The more I prayed, the more I was drawn to this shadowy, secondary figure in the Holy Quran, who had power that Mohammed himself never claimed. Where was written that Mohammed healed the sick & raised the dead? If only I could talk to someone, I sighed but there was no one. I went on praying therefore to this prophet Jesus; until there should be more light given.

I had awakened at 3 am as usual.… I was reading the verses I knew by heart. Even as I took in the words my heart was saying its litany, ‘Oh Jesus, Son of Maryam, heal me.’ Then suddenly I stopped & I said aloud the thought that had been forcing itself into my brain: ‘I have been doing this for so long & I’m still a cripple…. Why I hadn’t been healed, though I had prayed for three years? ‘Look you are alive in heaven, & it says in the Holy Quran about you that you have healed people. You can heal me, & yet I’m still a cripple.…’ I said His name again & pleaded my case, in despair. Still there was no answer. Then I cried out in a fever of pain, ‘If you are able to heal me – otherwise tell me.’ I could go no further along this road. What happened next is something that I find hard to put into words. I know that the whole room filled with light… Perhaps it was the dawn? But it was too early for that. The light was growing, growing in brightness, until it surpassed the day. I covered my self with my shawl. I was so frightened… I came out from my shawl to look. But the doors & windows were fast shut, with curtain shutters drawn. I then became aware of figures in long robes, standing in the midst of the light, some feet from bed. There were 12 figures in a row & the figure in the middle, the thirteenth, was larger & brighter than the others. ‘Oh God,’ I cried, & the perspiration broke out on my forehead. I bowed my head & I prayed. ‘Oh God, who are these people, & how have they come here when all the windows & doors are shut?’ Suddenly a voice said, “Get up. This is the path you have been seeking. I am Jesus Son of Mary, to whom you have been praying, & now I am standing in front of you. You get up & come to me.” I started to weep. ‘Oh Jesus, I’m crippled. I can’t get up.’ He said,” Stand up & come to me. I am Jesus.” When I hesitated he said it a second time. Then as I still doubted he said for third time, “Stand up.” And I Gulshan Fatima, Who had been crippled on my bed for nineteen years, felt new strength flowing into my wasted limbs. I put my foot on the ground & stood up. Then I ran a few paces & fell at the feet of the vision. I was bathing in the purest light & it was burning as bright as the sun & moon together. The light shone into my heart & into my mind & many things became clear to me at that moment. Jesus put His hand on the top of my head & I saw a hole in His hand from which a ray of light struck down upon my garments, so that the green dress looked white. He said: “I am the Way, the Truth, & the Life. I am alive, and I am soon coming. See from today you are my witness. What you have seen now with your eyes you must take to my people. My people are your people, and you must remain faithful to take that to my people,’ He said,’ Now you have to keep this robe & your body spotless. Wherever you go I will be with you, and from today you must pray like this: ‘Our Father, which art in heaven hollowed be thy name.…For thine is the kingdom & the power and the glory for ever and ever. Amen.” I wanted to remain there at the feet of Jesus, praying this new name of God-Our Father…. but Jesus vision had more to say to me…. The figures were going up out of my sight & fading. I wanted Jesus a little longer, & I cried out with sorrow. Then the light went & I found myself alone standing in the middle of the room…. I had not imagined the scene, however, for I had the evidence in my body. I took a few steps, then a few more. I walked from wall to wall, up & down, up & down. My limbs were unmistakably healthy on the side that had paralyzed. Oh, the joy I felt. ‘Father, ‘I cried. ‘Our Father which art in heaven hollowed be thy name….’ It was a new & wonderful prayer.

Suddenly there was knocking at the door…. The servants & my Aunt came running. The females crowded the doorway uncertainly, their mouth round oo-hs of wonder: ‘Oh Bibi-ji, is it you? Has God healed you after all? ‘Jesus Immanuel appeared to me in this room & healed me,’ I said. Out of sight the male servants listened, dazed with wonder.… ‘If your father & mother had been alive they would have been jumping of joy,’ said my Uncle…. Soon I heard him on the phone to my brothers & sisters.… my brothers & sisters came to share my joy. Each person had to hear it all, how the night after my Father’s death a voice had told me to read about Jesus in the Quran. How I had done this for three years & prayed to Jesus more & more desperately until He appeared to me in my room, touched me & healed me. There was real happiness in our home for the first time since my father died. ‘We must have a feast & invite our neighbors & friends from the town,’ said Anis. ‘Yes indeed,’ said Safdar Shah, when the suggestion was put to him… Over the next few days there was a stream of visitors. At the end of a week we had our feast, when the maximum number of people could gather. I told everyone how Jesus had healed me. My insistence on saying this produced the first sour note in the whole affair, as it made my brothers restless. When they had heard me on this subject for the sixth time Safdar Shah, who felt his position as the religious head of the family, had to speak: ‘ We would respect you more if you said that Mohammed had healed me. This Jesus is not very important to us.’ ‘But I can’t say Mohammed had healed me. It was Jesus & He told me to say so.’ ‘Jesus has his people in England, America & Canada. There are Christian countries. You are not going there to tell them about how Jesus has healed you, and it would be wise not to broadcast that sort of thing hear.’ Safdar Shah said it as a statement of fact. He perhaps didn’t mean to make it sound like a threat, but it read into it all the alienation & enmity that we as family had learned from our father concerning the People of the book [the Gospel] .… Muslims took the view that Islam was in danger from them…. I had accept this but now I began to wonder….Why if Jesus was not important, had He been able to heal me? Surely this power to heal came from God…Step by step I was being drawn along by a hunger for the truth. I wanted to read the Gospel for myself, to learn more about Jesus….

From the very beginning my Aunt was insistent that the vision of Jesus meant that I had to give alms to the poor & that they would go & tell others about Him. How could I think any thing else? In her range of experience there was simply no way in which a Muslim woman could leave her house, her secure family & go out to preach to others. I took to Jesus this question of who were His people & where were they, & how could I go to them in face of my family’s prohibition. In my inmost heart I knew the answer. It spoke as a voice. “If you’re frightened because of your family, I won’t be with you. You have to remain faithful to me in order to go to my people.” That was what came to me out of the darkness as I knelt on my prayer mat in the night, after the rest of the family were settled. “My people are your people. You must take my message to them,” said the voice. I did not tell my family about my voice, but they, sensing the change in my attitude, watched me constantly & annoyed me with questions. ‘You are not going to leave this home are you? You would not go to England or Canada?’

…. I already gave an annual zakat (alms) of 50, 000 rupees to beggars at the door.… But I was not happy, I have not given myself & that what Jesus wants…. If I had looked up from this path I was following, one step after another, I might have seen the storm clouds gathering over my head. Ten days after my spectacular healing I was resting in my room when the storm broke. The family returned in strength, & gathered in men’s reception room with door shut to put me in trial… Safdar Shah made a little opening speech: ‘We have gathered the heads of the family to persuade you to give up these extreme ideas you have recently acquired. We accept that Jesus has healed you. But when it gets out it won’t look good for us. We are a leading Muslim family, and you will bring us into disrepute… I said nothing for a long time, & let them talk, ‘Aren’t you pleased that I have been healed?’ Oh yes, but now it has happened don’t go round saying it was Jesus who healed me.’ and then Safdar Shah added ‘For the sake of Islam we can murder you. It says so in the Holy Quran.’ I looked around the circle in our public room. My sisters had tears in their eyes. My brothers’ eyes were on me as hawks fasten on a prey. I felt distance between myself & them growing with every second. How could religion breed such hatred that they would rather see me dead, than telling a truth they didn’t agree with me? “Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive that trespass against us.” Here was a truth that had greater power than any of the laws of Islam.… My elder brother Safdar Shah said, after a short silence: ‘If you continue, you will be expelled from the family and from all the comfort you have here. If you go to Christian people we will even harm them. Of course, there are none here.’ At the time I believed that also.… I have listened to you at length , & of course I understand your concern,’ I said, ‘ I can’t answer all the points you’ve made because I am waiting for the answer of Jesus to me. He will tell me what to do next. When I hear the order I’ll obey him, & even if you kill me I‘ll do it.’…. ‘Ok. We’ll wait to see what you do. And we’ll pray for you. Perhaps after all you’ve gone mad…’ What do you want me to do? I prayed to Him in perplexity. The answer came two nights after. With a real sense of urgency, I found myself praying simple words- ‘show me Your way, oh show me Your way.’ I looked up & saw a misty pillar, from floor to ceiling. Jesus was inside the mist, the brilliant light I had seen earlier veiled in the mist. I was not asleep, or dreaming. Jesus said, “Come to me,” and gladly I rose & went. He put out his hand & there was a kind of cloth over it. I put my hand out to Him. I felt myself lifted off my feet as if I were in the air. I shut my eyes, then I was put down gently on something soft & when I looked I was standing on an open plain, which stretched away in the distance & was green & cool & was peopled with figures, some near & some far. They all had crowns on their head, & were clothed in brightness which hurt my eyes. I heard words like beautiful music. The people were saying ‘Holy’ & hallelujah.’ That was a new word to me which Muslims do not use. They were saying “He is slain lamb. He is alive” and I realized that they were all looking at Jesus. He said, “These are my people. These are the people who speak the truth. These are the people who believe the Son of God.”….The figures faded away & I came back to myself, kneeling in my room among all my possessions I thought over what I had seen & heard & a great sense of excitement rushed over me….That night I started to read my New Testament secretly. What was it like? Ask a thirsty man what water is like? Ask a baby what mother’s milk is like? I who had been fed on husks now found bread for my hunger, and read the truth about human life and destiny written on those pages. Jesus has said to me, “I am the way, the truth, and the life.” His words in the Gospels lit up my understanding. I had never really understood the Quran with out guidance. This book was like no other. It opened my spiritual eyes. Its stories came to life as I read…. I found the meaning of that precious name given to me in the vision: “I am Jesus.“I am Emmanuel; God with us.”

the explanation of the Divine power & mission of Jesus – He could raise the dead because He was Lord of life. He was coming again, because He was alive for evermore. He had power eternally because He was God & not just a prophet….

A Few months after the second vision:

.… My sister smuggled some money to me & whispered, ‘Don’t go back to Lahore. Go to Rawalpindi & I will find you there when I come…. I suddenly note the time. It was 11: pm. I heard a voice saying,’ you are going to witness in Murree tomorrow & you are still here.’ Slightly panic stricken I hurried to my sister’s room & asked if some one could drop me at Badami Bagh. But my sister’s car was being used for other guests, and I heard one say, ‘don’t want to pollute out car. Ask your Jesus to take you.’ My sister came & took my hand – ‘Gulshan, I am sorry I can’t help you….’ It would have been sensible, since there was danger in the streets for a woman alone at this time of night. But a sense of urgency possessed me. I had been given my orders, & had to find my way, somehow. Without taking my farewell I slipped quietly out from the lit house, with its comfort & security, & stood by the road side. Lord, you have made me holy. Take care of me & help me to reach the bus station in time. I am all in your hands,’ I prayed. When I ended the prayer the tears were falling. The presence of God was all around me in the darkness, & in the circle of felt safe. Then I heard far away & coming nearer, the soft purring of a motorcycle engine, & almost immediately swathe headlight, weaving light patterns on the black veil of the night, as the machine bounced towards me along the heat-folded tarmac. I saw it was a hooded rickshaw. Praying that the man would stop for me I waved & the rickshaw drew up at my side. Can you get me to Badami Bagh as quickly as you can? I could not see his face, since he had on some kind of hood, but he nodded, & in I got, not allowing myself to wonder if he were a villain, who would take advantage of my situation. Off we went, waking the echoes. How quickly we seemed to pass through those streets. When we swung into Badami Bagh it appeared, by my watch that we had covered the fifteen miles in five minutes. The rickshaw man, without a word, picked up my case & carried it to the Watan Transport bus line, for Rawalpinidi. As he swung along in front of me, well built, & dressed in a strange long robe, colored in a kind of dull brown, I felt he must be Pathan. He put my luggage under a seat near the front, & was about to walk away, not waiting for payment, when I stopped him to ask, ‘How much do I pay you?’ At this he half turned to me & said, ‘God has sent me to help you. Go in peace.’ Then he turned back the sleeve of his robe & on his sinewy arm I saw written in shiny letters, Patrus (Peter). I tried to see his face but saw only his brilliant eyes. Tears came to my eyes & I had to wipe them away. When I looked again he had vanished not taking any money…. took my place on the cushioned seat, the only lady on the bus traveling alone, & not wearing a burka . It seemed entirely symbolic of the freedom which was growing inside….

Six months after her first escape:

Soon after Christmas, I received unexpected visitor, bringing terrible news. My brother-in-law, Blund Shah from Rawalpindi, came to school to see me. He stood in the visitors’ room, looking tired & crushed, & told that my sister, Anis, was seriously in Gujerut,, where she had been for the last three months, in a rented bungalow, having treatment during a difficult pregnancy from her family doctor who had moved there to a hospital. In the seventh month the pregnancy had gone wrong. The baby was dead & the doctors from the hospital could not stop bleeding. ‘She is at point of death & keeps repeating your name. Would you come straight away with me now? I have the car outside.’ It was summon I could not refuse. A door I thought shut for ever stood ajar…Before seeing the principal I went to my room & prayed. The answer came clearly: “You go down to her. She will not die. I will keep her alive”…. We left at 5 pm. A three hour journey brought us to the house in Gujerat, where we were greeted with dreadful news. ‘She is dead,’ said my sister’s doctor, Mrs. Khan. ‘She died at 7 o’clock. She has lost too much blood.’ I went into the room where my sister lay. She had a yellow-grey, pinched look, & her lips where blue…. I knelt down & wept beside the bed. ‘Jesus,’ I said in my heart. ‘You told me she would be alive. What shall I do? She is dead.’ I continued to pray. ‘Jesus, You are the way, the truth, and the life.’ Please do this miracle & rise her up.’ I kept on praying this, until the thought came to me powerfully that Jesus had said, ‘She will not die. I will keep her alive.’ So I prayed: ‘Lord, you put some life in her so that I can talk to her for while about you.’ Then at length I heard a voice, ‘She is not dead. She is alive. I have added to her life.’ I got up at this & told everyone. ‘Why are you all crying? She not dead – she is alive.’…. Suddenly my sister moved her arm, opened her eyes, sat bolt upright & looked around her in wonder. Then she studied her hands vaguely & asked, ‘What happened?’ People screamed, fell backwards, some tried to escape from the room. There was unbelievable panic. I embraced Anis & she clung to me. The people came back. Then they all looked at me. ‘What have you done? How can a dead person sit up? I was filled with joy… Anis spoke then in her usual calm manner. ‘Don’t be frightened of me. I am alive.’ Her husband & the Imam, from the mosque came running in, hearing the commotion. The Imam put his hand on her head & asked, ‘Beiti, tell me the truth. What happened? What happened to you? Fourteen hours ago you died. We were preparing for your funeral!!’ She said,’ I was not dead.’ The lady doctor was there. ‘You were dead. There was no life in you,’ she insisted. ‘I was not dead, I was sleeping,’ said my sister. “In my sleep I had a dream that I was about to put my foot on a ladder. At the top of the ladder there was a man in a white robe who was wearing a golden crown, & there was a light coming out from His forehead. I saw His hand above me & there was a light coming from His hand. He said: “I am Jesus Christ, King of Kings. I will send you back, & at the appointed time I will bring you here again.” ‘And I opened my eyes.’ She said this with a face alight with joy. Words could not describe the joy & rejoicing in our family. I took the opportunity of telling any who would listen about the miracle-working prophet, who was more than a prophet Jesus. Even Anis’s husband, who had been one of those most against me in the beginning, now said that my prayers had brought his wife back to life…. I showed him in my Bible the story of the raising of “Lazarus, come out,” And Lazarus came. Slowly he replied, ‘yes, I believe this is from Jesus, Son of Mary. My wife has a second life.’ He seemed quite happy & accepting what I told him. It was in Anis herself that the greatest change took place.… I heard her telling the Imam & Maulvi & his wife all about vision of Jesus, and I noted that they listened with intense concentration. But after that they started to eye me with disfavour. ‘

Tell me about Jesus,’ whispered Anis… So I gave her a small copy of the New Testament & she promised to read it…But her husband Blund Shah was not very happy with his wife’s new interest. ‘Don’t you tell everybody that Christ raised you from the dead? You keep it quiet,’ he told her. I don’t think she took much notice of him.… I packed my bag with four or five dresses made for me by Anis. My case was in the corridor & I was going towards it, when I saw Safdar Shah coming. I hadn’t seen him since I left Jhang, but the words of happy recognition died in my lips when I saw his face & what he carried. It was a gun. He got hold of me by the wrist & pulled me downstairs to the basement of the house. ‘Sit there & don’t move!’ he commended me. I obeyed. He went to call Alim Shah. There was a deathly silence in the house, the sense of fear… My brothers came down stairs, their faces hard & set. My heart was pounding & my legs felt like straws, but I remained seated on a sofa, trying to stay calm. My brothers sat opposite me, on the other side of a table. I tried to look into their hate-filled eyes, but they were looking inward as if not conscious of my gaze. Safdar Shah passed the gun to Alim Shah. ‘Finish this curse on the family!’ he grated. Alim Shah grasped the handle of the double-barreled shot-gun & slowly brought it round to point at my head. He spoke with a quiet desperation: ‘Why do you want to die? All you have to do is to say that you no longer accept Jesus as the Son of God, & that you will stop going to church. Your life will then be spared, for I won’t shoot you.’ His face looked drawn & haggard under the tube light & I saw what a terrible constraint he was under – love for me battling the love of all he had been taught by my father. It was for me too a terrible moment. I had been brought up to treat my brothers with greatest respect as all Muslim girls are. I had never contradicted them until Jesus came into my life…. So go a head & shoot. I don’t mind dying in the name of Christ. In my Bible it is written, “He that believe in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live” (John 11:25) The gun wavered & dropped. Safdar Shah spoke in the silence. ‘You don’t want to kill this Christian & get blamed for it. She is already a curse to us. Throw her out.’ They pushed me a head of them up the stairs. I picked up my bag in the hall & went out of the door. My brothers turned wearily back into the bungalow. “No weapon forged against you shall prosper.” I knew where I had read that (Isaiah 54:17), but I did not know it could be so exactly right.

During 1969 -1978:

During all these years I was living by faith, the Lord supplying my need, so much so that others wondered if had some foreign mission backing me. I would try to explain for them that the riches of heaven are at our disposal when we are willing to TRUST GOD wholly. I had given God every thing - family, palace, lands, money, reputation, - and was trusting for my needs.

Today I am a witness to the power of God to reach people who are behind the veil of Islam. That veil can be torn away, so that they can see JESUS, hear Him & LOVE Him.… I was called to the bedside of a man who had come from England, who was suffering from amoebic dysentery & a cyst. This was in January 1981. I prayed for him & laid hands on him & he recovered. The result of this was that I ended up in Englan& Canada, preaching to groups of Asian & English people. “ ** The Torn Veil, by Thelma Sangster English ISBN number 0-87508-473-7, first published in 1984, U.S.A. P.O. Box 1449, fort Washington, PA 19034.

Combined by Saba K.

2005

“If we really respect people, we MUST reveal the truth with concrete evidences, defend it and hope for change,” (Saba K.)
Verses from the Quran:

o “Therefor, when ye meet the unbelievers smite at their necks.“ (Surah Muhammad 47:4)

o “But when forbidden months are past, then fight and slay the pagans wherever ye find them, and size them, and lie in wait for them.….” (Surah Al Tawbah 9:5)

o “Fight those who believe not in God nor the Last Day, nor hold that forbidden which hath been forbidden by God and his Messenger nor acknowledge the religion of truth, from among the people of the book,”( Surah AlTawbah9:29)

o “Fighting is prescribed upon you…” (Surah Al Baqarah 2:216)

o “But those who believe and work deeds of righteousness… God will remove from them their ills and improve their conditions.” (Surah Muhammad 47:2)

Ø Jesus said,” Many false prophets will arise; they will deceive many…. love in most people will grow old.…”(Mt. 24:11-12)

Ø Jesus once said, “ Beware of falls prophets….underneath are ravenous, “ (Matthew 7: 15)

Ø Jesus then said, “Put your swords back, for all who draw the sword will die by the sword,” (Matthew 27:52)

Ø “My happiness now was not dependant on having my personal ambitions fulfilled-it rested in doing the will of God,”(Gulshan Fatima now, Gulshan Esther, a former Muslim girl, now well known Muslim activist)

“If we really respect people, we MUST reveal the truth with concrete evidences, defend it and hope for change,” (Saba K.)

THE STATUS OF WOMAN IN CHRISTIAN HISTORY (CONCEPTION): W.P.W. McVeigh rightly wrote, “While women may have been treated as little more than chattels [slaves] in certain parts of the world and some religions hardly credit them with having a soul, the Bible has accorded them place of honor right from the start, etc,”(The Role of Women in the House of God, 1985)

Ø our good Lord Jesus once said,” Have not read that the Creator… made them male and female: this is why a man leaves his father and mother and becomes attached to his wife; and the two become one flesh,”(Gospel of Matthew:19: 4 )

Ø The Bible says,” A capable wife… she opens her mouth with wisdom, etc” (The old Testament, proverbs 31:10 & 26)

Ø Jesus said, “Similarly, women must be respectable, not gossip, but sober and wholly reliable,” (1 Timothy3:11), and,

Ø God said, “… There can be neither male or female- for you are all one in Christ Jesus,”

Ø Apostle Paul once wrote, “The husband must give to his wife what she has a right to expect, etc,”(The Gospel, 1 Corinthians 7:3)

WHAT THE QU’RAN SAYS ABOUT THE STATUS OF A WOMAN? There is no Qur´anic distinction between the Muslim and the non-Muslim woman in terms of her status as a biological social being since men are, on principle, in charge of women, and the male is not like the female (Qu’ran:Sura Al Imran 3:36). One can understand the prevailing mentality at the time with the aid of the Qur´anic criticisms of the habits of the Meccan idolaters: "Have you considered al-Lat and al-Uzza, and Manat the third, the other? What, Have you males, and He females? That were then an unjust division!" (Sura al-Najm 53:19-22). The Qur´an, which condemns the Arab's live burial of girls, conveys to us, at the same time, the prevailing conception of the woman at that time:

"And when any of them is given the good tidings of a girl, his face is darkened and he chokes inwardly, as he hides him from the people because of the evil of the good tidings that have been given unto him, whether he shall preserve it in ”Humiliation, or trample it into the dus,” (Sura al-Nahl 16:48,59) Adding further of Sura Al- Nisa 4:34 says, ”Husbands are the protectors and maintenars of their wives because Allah has given the one more strength than the other... As to those women on whose part ye fear disloyalty and ill-conduct,admonish them first,next refuse to share their beds, and last spank them, etc” (By Website:

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الى الأمة العربية .. بعد " الطز " ألف تحية
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ما أخبار فلسطين .. شعب بلا وطن .. وطن سرقوا منه الهوية
ما أخبار لبنان .. ملهى ليلي كراسيه خشبية وطاولته طائفية
ما أخبار سوريا .. بقرة سمينة تكالبت عليها سكاكين الهمجية
ما أخبار العراق .. بلد الموت اللذيذ والرحلة فيه مجانية
ما أخبار الأردن .. لا صوت ولا صورة والاشارة فيه وطنية
ما أخبار مصر .. عروس بعد الثورة ضاجعها الاخونجية
ما أخبار ليبيا .. بلدّ تحولّ الى معسكر اسلحة وأفكار قبلية
ما أخبار تونس .. انتعلّ رئاستها مهرجّ بدعوى الديمقراطية
ما أخبار المغرب .. انتسب الى مجلس خليجي باسم الملكيّة
ما أخبار الصومال .. علمها عند الله الذي لا تخفى عنه خفيّة
ما أخبار السودان .. صارت بلدان والخير خيران باسم الحرية
ما أخبار اليمن .. صالحها مسافر وطالحها كافر وشعبها قضيّة منسيّة
ما أخبار عمان .. بلد بكل صدق لا تسمع عنه إلا في النشرات الجوية
ما أخبار السعودية .. أرض تصدرّ التمر وزادت عليه الافكار الوهابية
ما أخبار الامارات .. قبوّ سري جميل تحاك فيه كل المؤامرات السرية
ما أخبار الكويت .. صارت ولاية عربية من الولايات المتحدة الامريكية
ما أخبار البحرين .. شعب يموت ولا أحد يذكره في خطاباته النارية
ما أخبار قطر .. عرابّة الثورات وخنجر الخيانات ومطبخ للامبريالية

الى الأمة العربية .. بعد " الطز " لم يعد يليق بكِ التحية
لم يعد يليق بكِ سوى النعيق والنهيق على أحلامك الوردية
لم يعد يليق بكِ سوى أن تكوني سجادة تدوس عليها الأقدام الغربية
لم يعد يليق بكِ شعارت الثورة حين صار ربيعك العربي مسرحية
لم يعد يليق بكِ الحرية حين صارت صرخاتك كلها في الساحة دموية
لم يعد يليق بكِ أن تصرخيّ بالاسلام وتهمتكِ بالأصل أنكِ ارهابية
لم يعد يليق بك يا أمة مؤتمراتها مؤامرات وكلامها تفاهات وقراراتها وهمية
لم يعد يليق بكِ يا أمة جامعتها مثل فندق عاهرات يمارسوا فيه المجامعة الجنسية

لم يعد يليق بكِ التحيةّ .. يا أمة دفنت كرامتها وعروبتها تحت ال

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(( المسيـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــح ... أو
... محمـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــد ))
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1- المسيـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــح أم محمـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــد
أحدهما فتح عيون العمى ...... والآخر سمر عيون المبصرين
أحدهما أقام المـــــــوتى ...... والآخر قتل الاحيــــــــاء
أحدهما شفى اليد اليابسة وأبرأ القدم المشلولة ...... والآخر قطعهم من خلاف
أحدهما شفى العجوز المنحنية ...... والآخر شقها نصفين
أحدهما أبراء نازفة الدم ...... والآخر أراق الدماء
أحدهما ولادته كانت معجزة ...... والآخر مازالت ولادته معضلة
أحدهما امه طاهرة ...... والآخر امه كافرة
أحدهما من نسل شعب عَبَدَ الله ...... والآخر من نسل شعب عَبَدَ الأصنام
أحدهما جاء الى العالم بنسمة من روح الله ...... والثاني جاء بنخسة من الشيطان
أحدهما أعطى الجزية لقيصر ...... والآخر أخذها لنفســـــــــــــه
2- المسيـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــح أم محمـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــد
أحدهما بارك حتى الأعداء ...... والثاني لعن وقتل من عارضه
أحدهما قال لا تخرج كلمة ردية من أفواهكم ...... والآخر فاه "هو" بأردأ الألفاظ
أحدهما غفر ...... والثاني أنتقم
أحدهما رحــــــــم ...... والثاني رجــــــــــم
أحدهما صفح ...... والآخر أدان
أحدهما خلق ...... والثاني كان مخلوقا
أحدهما شق التاريخ ...... والآخر ادعى انه شق قمر
أحدهما شفى المرض ...... والآخر قتل الاصحاء
أحدهما قال ليس بالخبز وحده يحيى الانسان ...... والثاني وعد بأكل وشرب ونساء ونكاح
((3-المسيـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــح أم محمـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــد –3 ))
أحدهما قال من طلب منك الثوب فأعطه الرداء أيضا ...... والثاني قال ما تستولوا عليه من غنائم حلال
أحدهما قال أن جاع عدوك فأطعمه ان عطش فأسقه ...... والثاني قال أضربوا الاعناق ولا تأخذكم بهم شفقة ولا رحمة
أحدهما قال ليكن كلامكم نعم نعم ولا لا ...... والآخر قال يحل الكذب فى ثلاث
((4-المسيـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــح أم محمـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــد –4))
أحدهما "فشل" أبليس فى ان يغريه بأن يلقى من على الجبل نفسه ...... والثاني "نجح" جبريل أن يثنيه أن "لا" يلقى بنفسه من على الجبال
أحدهما لم يبادل كل ممالك العالم بسجدة للشيطان ...... والثاني أشترى رضا قبيلة من البدو وسجد للأوثان
أحدهما حارب أبليس ...... والثاني كان له قرين من الشيطان
أحدهما قاتل أبليس ...... والآخر أكتفى بقتــــل ضحاياه
أحدهما انتهر أرواح الشر ...... والآخر قضى ليلة مع قبيلة من الجان
أحدهما قيد الشيطان ...... والثاني قيده بالسحر شيـــــــــطان
أحدهما أخرس أبليس ...... والثاني نطق بكلماته
أحدهما طرد وأسكت الارواح النجسة ...... والآخر كتب لها سورا فى قرأن
أحدهما قال هذا الجنس لا يخرج سوى بالصلاة والصوم ...... والثاني قال بل أرموهم بالجمــــــــــــــــــرات
أحدهما أختصم أبليس ...... والثاني هادنــــــــــــــــــه
أحدهما عادا مملكة الظلمة ...... والثاني تعامل معها
أحدهما كان بالقطع ضد الشيطان ...... والثاني كان مائع الولاء
أحدهما هزم أبليس على الصليب ...... والثاني أنكر واقعة الصلب من الاساس
((5-المسيـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــح أم محمـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــد –5))
أحدهما أعطنا رحمة الله ...... والآخر تمناها لنفسه
أحدهما كان يأمر الملائكة فتخدمه ...... والآخر خنقه ملاك وأقرئه وصحح له الاخطاء
أحدهما قال انا هو الطريق والحق والحياة ...... والآخر قال ما انا ألا أنسان
أحدهما قال كلمة فشفى الأمرض ...... والثاني حارب المرض بالبول وأجنحة الذباب
أحدهما امر البحر والرياح فكانا له يسمعان ...... والثاني فشل ان ياتى بأىأيات
أحدهما أحب شعبه ...... والثاني أحب الطيب والنساء
أحدهما قضى ليله فى الصلاة ...... والآخر فى الدوران بغسلا واحد على النساء
أحدهما سيرته عطرة ...... والثاني سنته النكاح
(( 6-المسيـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــح أم محمـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــد –6))
أحدهما قال من منكم يبكتنى على خطية ...... والثاني كانت كل حياته شبهات
أحدهما جاء ((لنحيا)) من اجل الله ...... والثاني جاء ((لنموت)) فى سبيل الله
أحدهما حض على الحب ...... والثاني حض على القتال
أحدهما أوصى بكسب القلوب ...... والثاني أوصى بكسب المعارك
أحدهما قدم نفسه قربان ...... والثاني جعل منا نحن القربان
أحدهما ضحى بنفسه ...... والثاني ضحى بنـــــــــــــــــــــــا
أحدهما دعانا لأفضل (((حيـــــــــــــاة)) ...... والآخر دعانا لأفضل ((مــــــــــوت))
أحدهما شاركنا أسرار السماء ...... والثاني شاركنا أسرار الفراش
أحدهما تجرد من مجده ...... والآخر فتجرد من ثوبه
أحدهما عروه ليجلد ويصلب ...... والآخر عرى وكشف خصوصياته مع النساء
أحدهما حكى لنا عن ملكوت السموات ...... والآخر حكى لنا عن ماخور للشهوات
((7-المسيـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــح أم محمـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــد –7))
أحدهما انحنى وغسل الاقدام ...... والآخر بصــــــــــــق ليغسلوا بتفافته الاوجه والابدان
أحدهما حـــــــــــــــــــــى ...... والآخر مـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــات
أحدهما ترك لنا دمـــــــــــــــــ