Rumble Young Man Rumble

You done it again. 

Really blew it this time. 

Dumbass. 

Happiness is such a tease, never sticks around long enough.

Realistically speaking, my odds of success are 2837984756903502987504568739586730345634645896 billion to 3.7

I can honestly say that I am no longer afraid of death. 

I’m a Muslim because of how I live my life, not because I put my foot in the sink. 

I’m a Muslim because I drive and don’t drink.

I’m a Muslim because I love and I fear.

I’m a Muslim because forget and forgive.

I’m a Muslim because I value my mind.

I’m a Muslim because I respect my predecessors. 

They say love comes from the home

That your fam and your loved ones don’t let you feel alone

So is it a home, if your loved ones are wrong

If you wake up feeling like a fool

A stranger in your own home cause you don’t know the rules

Sixteen years I been praying to god

While he sits watching behind his facade

I need a sign, I need a light

Not something small, I want something bright

Believing blindly just isn’t right

Three dozen times a week and I can’t get a spark

As lay at night just listening to the dog bark

I think, why can’t he show up

Why doesn’t he care

I’m just a number 

Waiting for repair

First off; Eid Mubarak to you all ! 

Sorry for the lateness - but that bitch Irene just got me power back yesterday. 

I told myself that I’d write a “Pre-Ramadan” post. That never happened.

BUT. I’m here now. And what I really wanted to just write (type) out what I really think the month is about. And not the “actual” reasoning - my own. 

I think one of the main things about Ramadan is the sense of accomplishment you get. Despite the actual act of fasting, we learn so much more about ourselves. We learn about how motivated we really are. How determined we are. And how much we can push ourselves, to achieve something that is possible, yet so improbable sounding. I mean the idea of fasting during daylight hours for 30 days consecutively seems like an unfeasible task. And even more so, to do it in a western society where the world goes on. Where the working schedule does not change. Where classes are the same, and everyone else continues. It really just seems downright impractical. But it isn’t. I did it. You did it. And thousands of other Muslims did, have, and will. So to anyone who tells themselves that what they did was “nothing” ; you’re wrong. And I think I can proudly say, I have never felt so accomplished, as do while I am celebrating Eid-ul-Fitr; knowing that what I did means much more than religion; but extends into my own habits and displays my character. 

Another thing that I find myself doing in the month is prioritizing. Like I said before, the world goes on; even while we fast. And in order to do what you need to do; you gotta sacrifice what you want to do. Alot of people say “I get so much more done in Ramadan”. Those people are either old, or unemployed. (kidding). 

Ramadan tends to be a time where everyone is in the same boat. By the end of the day everyone is tired; and most certainly hungry. Ramadan is a time where regardless of your color, age, culture or income; everyone is more or less equal. What Ramadan means to me may mean something completely different to you. But then again - it’s my blog..muahah.

So those are my Ramadan Reflections. Exciting stuff right?

Comment. Questions. Concerns. -> all welcome.

Peace up !

So I realize I’ve gone a bit off topic lately. Just haven’t quite had the time or topic to write about. And if I’m gonna do it, Imma do it right.

But yeah. So a very belated Ramadan Mubarak to everyone. I hope your fasts are going fast. I gotta say this Ramadan went pretty quick.

I’m gonna keep this one short and sweet. Laylatul-Qadr is tonight. To all my brothers and sisters out there, Dua me/ma yaad. 

Always,

Cha

I swear man, I’m done with this bullshit. The constant verbal abuse. IN MY OWN DAMN HOME. The double-standards, the scrutiny, the mockery. I’m done. D-O-N-E.

I’m done with standing on the side smiling, while someone fools the crowd with their fact antics of charm and benevolence. I’m done with trying to live up to expectations that will bring up as a professional, but destroy me as a person. I’m done trying to be COOL. I’m done trying to be someone ELSE. I’m done with taking bullshit that I don’t deserve. I’m done trying to smile and laugh when I feel like shit. I’m done having to answer to those who enjoy my pain. I’m done living for someone else. I’m gonna start being me, because everyone else is already taken. And if you can’t deal then fine, fall back. ‘Cause your the voices in my head, and I a’int hearing ya. 

Shit’s over.