God just didn’t create the earth in six days, He created the heavens and the earth in six days.
“Indeed, your Lord is Allah, who created the heavens and the earth in six days…”
(Surah Al-A‘raf 7:54)
The earth is just one of 200-400 Billion planets in a galaxy of 2 trillion galaxies.
Everything we see of 2 trillion galaxies is just 4% of what is out there, (the observable universe), we still don’t know 96% of the whole universe of the first heaven.
And the first heaven compared to the second heaven is like a ring in a desert and so on.
The 7 heavens compared to the Kursiy of Allah is like a ring in a desert.
The 7 heavens and the kursiy of Allah compared to the throne of Allah is like a ring in a desert.
To us, this is magnificent, to Almighty Allah, the whole of the heavens plus the Kursiy and the throne of Allah is just another kun fa yakun.
He can decide to create or destroy it in a second.
He is Allah
The Almighty
The All-Powerful
He does as He wills,
None can question His decree,
And none can overturn His command,
When He intends a thing, He only says to it, “Be,” and it is,
His will is absolute, His power is complete,
He gives to whom He wills, and withholds from whom He wills,
He elevates whom He wills, and humbles whom He wills,
He is never compelled, never constrained,
Nothing in the heavens or the earth escapes His will,
He is Allah…
The Doer of whatever He wills,
Perfect in His wisdom, even when we do not understand.
The Creator of the heavens without pillars,
The Fashioner of the human soul with perfect precision.
The One who placed the stars as lamps in the sky,
And set the sun and moon in perfect balance,
The Giver of life and the Taker of it,
The Ever-Living, who never dies,
The Sustainer, whom all creation depends upon,
The Knower of the seen and the unseen,
The First, nothing came before Him,
The Last, nothing will remain after Him,
The Most High, above all that we can imagine,
He is Allah…
There is none worthy of worship except Him.
Subhanahu wa ta’ala 🤍
It's very simple.
Once a lady is dating you for survival, she is going to cheat on you or cause you so much mental stress.
And this is more prevalent among under 25 ladies.
Because they're quite young, impressionable, broke, indecisive and adventurous.
As a grown man that wants to be serious with his relationship life, you need to be more logical and realistic with your choice bracket.
Employers do not just employ people because they're jobless.
They employ because they are looking for candidates who fit into the job role or description.
As a single man in his late 20s and in his 30s, see yourself as an employer.
And because you know that you're looking for a wife who would be the mother of your children, you must make sure that the woman fits into the role.
You can't be dating an under 25 with little or no experience or qualifications, and expect that you won't be burned or suffer loses.
The risk is far lesser with the above 25s.
Because most of them are now better focused, made their mistakes and learned from them.
They're now looking at being a wife and a mother.
1. Most are working and are graduates.
2. They're facing family and society pressure to bring a husband home.
3. Every failed relationship that they experience after 25, inches them closer to the end of their prime. So they want it to work.
4. They understand the value of money better.
5. They mostly feed themselves and hardly depend on their parents or siblings.
6. They know what to do most of the time, without being told or pushed to do them.
7. They're within the same generation bracket as you are.
These points are the logical and realistic things that you must consider before you go into a serious relationship.
Stop looking for tight totos.
All totos are elastic in nature, and even at 50, totos would still be tight and enjoyable.
And it doesn't have meter.
It's only a woman that can tell you how many penis has visited her toto.
You cannot guess by using her age.
What is visible, measurable and verifiable by you is her character, her upbringing and who her mother is.
I am telling you this as someone who knows a lot of things.
You may not like what I am saying, but this is exactly what I would tell my son when he comes of age.
Stop acting tasty and foolish around these young girls.
They're not on your level.
End.
"Àgbà, if my boyfriend doesn't provide for me, how do I know that he would provide in marriage?"
If you want to know, go and cohabit with him and see how he takes charge of things. Also, study how he shows care to his siblings or parents.
If you go on dates, watch how he handles the bills. Then, observe whether he is always willing to pay back any debt he owes you.
It's not until he gives you a monthly salary, or pays your rent, or buys you expensive phones, bags, or hair that you'd be convinced.
A young man is not supposed to waste money like that. He's supposed to invest in his future.
And if you understand it and do right by him, that future investment would benefit both of you and your kids.
End.
I think I must have said this before.
1. Do not build in the same compound with your brother. If you must, make sure that there is a clear demarcation by fencing yours.
2. Do not contribute money together with your brother to build a house. Build yours and let him build his.
3. Do not abandon your own house project to renovate a family house, unless you have enough money to do so, or you are the first son.
4. Once you marry a wife, every property you acquire should be known to your wife. Do not say that you want to hide things from your wife while trusting your brother with all the details.
5. As long as you know that your wife is a good wife to you, tell her that if you suddenly die, she should immediately take all your important documents out of the house to a safe place. If you have more than one car before your demise, ask her to sell any cars that are no longer needed and keep the money for herself and your children.
6. If you're going to do any business with your brother, do so on clear legal and agreed terms. Treat him like a business partner, not like a blood brother.
If you doubt any of these things that I have said, screenshot it and send to your father.
End.
**Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un.**
Imām Sayyid Ali Khamenei stood unyieldingly against the armies of the Dajjāl. He championed the unity of the Ummah, raised his voice for the weak and oppressed across the world, and refused to seek shelter in fear or chase the comforts of this fleeting dunyā. He was a ruler who never lived as kings do, humble in his ways, immense in his service. His leadership extended far beyond the borders of Iran, guiding and inspiring Muslims everywhere as a true Amīr of the Ummah, even if not all acknowledged it.
He has not died in the ordinary sense; he has transitioned to the eternal realm, where the souls of the shuhadā' bask forever in the pleasure and proximity of Allāh. The Ummah trembles today, and will continue to tremble, for these targeted killings are among the foretold signs heralding the emergence of the Dajjāl. The days ahead may grow darker and more severe, yet know this with certainty: those who worship at the altars of Baal, and those who yearn for the false paradise promised by the Antichrist, will ultimately find themselves consigned to the Fire they so richly deserve.
Do not grieve excessively for the man who led with unmatched valor and unwavering vigor. Instead, let sorrow fall upon those who mock his passing yet will never reach his years, nor leave behind any lasting legacy or righteous footprint when their own time comes.
Peace, mercy, and blessings of Allāh be upon you, dear Abu Abdullah, Imām Ali Khamenei, the steadfast servant of the Ummah.
From a Sunni who recognizes true dedication to Islām and resistance to oppression,
Idris A. Oni
خميني في ذمة الله
#Khamenei
I am a diplomatic aide in the Sultanate of Oman's Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
My job is logistics. When two countries that cannot speak to each other need to speak to each other, I book the rooms. I prepare the briefing materials. I make sure the water glasses are the right distance apart. You would be surprised how much of diplomacy is water glasses. Too close and it feels informal. Too far and it feels like a tribunal. I have a chart.
We had a very good month.
Since January, Oman has been mediating indirect talks between the United States and Iran on Iran's nuclear program. The talks were held in Muscat and in Geneva. The Americans would sit in one room. The Iranians would sit in another room. I would walk between them. My Fitbit says I averaged fourteen thousand steps on negotiation days. The hallway between the two rooms at the Royal Opera House conference center is forty-seven meters. I walked it two hundred and twelve times in February. This is good for my cardiovascular health. It was less good for my knees. Both are in the service of peace.
By mid-February, we had something.
Iran agreed to zero stockpiling of enriched uranium. Not reduced stockpiling. Zero. They agreed to down-blend existing stockpiles to the lowest possible level. They agreed to convert them into irreversible fuel. They agreed to full IAEA verification with potential US inspector access. They agreed, in the Foreign Minister's phrase, to "never, ever" possess nuclear material for a bomb. I have worked in diplomacy for seven years. I have never seen a country agree to this many things this quickly. I made a spreadsheet of the concessions. It had fourteen rows. I color-coded it. Green for confirmed. Yellow for pending. By February 21 the spreadsheet was entirely green. I printed it. It is on my desk in Muscat. It is still green.
That phrase took eleven days. "Never, ever." The Iranians initially offered "not seek to." The Americans wanted "will not under any circumstances." We landed on "never, ever" at 2:14 AM on a Tuesday in Muscat. I typed the final version myself. I used Times New Roman because Geneva prefers it. The document was fourteen pages. I was proud of every comma.
Here is what they said, in the order they said it.
February 24: "We have a once-in-a-generation opportunity." — The Foreign Minister, private briefing to Gulf Cooperation Council ambassadors. I prepared the slide deck. Slide 14 was the implementation timeline. Slide 15 was the signing ceremony logistics. I had reserved the Palais des Nations in Geneva, Room XX. It seats four hundred. We discussed pen brands for the signing. The Iranians preferred Montblanc. The Americans had no preference. I ordered twelve Montblanc Meisterstucks at six hundred and thirty dollars each. They arrive on Tuesday.
February 27, 8:30 AM EST: "The deal is within our reach." — The Foreign Minister, CBS Face the Nation. He sat across from Margaret Brennan. He said broad political terms could be agreed "tomorrow" with ninety days for technical implementation in Vienna. He said, and I wrote this line for the briefing card he carried in his breast pocket: "If we just allow diplomacy the space it needs." He praised the American envoys by name. Steve Witkoff. Jared Kushner. He said both had been constructive.
I watched from the Four Seasons Georgetown. The minibar had cashews. I ate the cashews. They were nineteen dollars. The most expensive cashew I have ever eaten. But it was a good morning and we were within our reach.
February 27, 2:00 PM EST: Meeting with Vice President Vance, Washington. The Foreign Minister presented our progress. Zero stockpiling. Full verification. Irreversible conversion. "Never, ever." The Vice President used the word "encouraging." His aide took notes on an iPad. The aide did not make eye contact for the last nine minutes of the meeting. I noticed this. Noticing things is the only part of my job that is not water glasses.
February 27, 4:00 PM EST: "Not happy with the pace." — President Trump, to reporters.
Not happy with the pace.
We had achieved zero stockpiling. Full IAEA verification. Irreversible fuel conversion. Inspector access. And the phrase "never, ever," which took eleven days and cost me two hundred and twelve trips down a forty-seven-meter hallway.
Every American president since Carter has failed to get Iran to agree to this. Forty-five years.
Not happy with the pace.
February 27, 9:47 PM EST: The Foreign Minister's flight departs Dulles for Muscat. I am in the seat behind him. He is reviewing Slide 14 on his laptop. The implementation timeline. Vienna technical sessions. The signing ceremony. The pens.
I fall asleep over the Atlantic. I dream about water glasses.
February 28, 6:00 AM GST: I wake up to push notifications.
February 28: "The United States has begun major combat operations in Iran." — President Trump.
Operation Epic Fury. Coordinated airstrikes. The United States and Israel. Tehran. Isfahan. Qom. Karaj. Kermanshah. Nuclear facilities. IRGC bases. Sites near the Supreme Leader's office. Israel called their half Operation Roaring Lion. Someone in both governments spent time choosing these names. Epic Fury. Roaring Lion. I spent eleven days on "never, ever." They spent it on branding. The President said Iran had "rejected American calls to halt its nuclear weapons production."
Rejected.
Iran had agreed to zero stockpiling. Iran had agreed to full verification. Iran had agreed to "never, ever." Iran had agreed to everything in a fourteen-page document that I typed in Times New Roman.
The President said they rejected it.
I do not know which document the President was reading. I know which one I typed.
February 28, 18:45 UTC: Iran internet connectivity: four percent. — NetBlocks, confirmed by Cloudflare. Ninety-six percent of a country went dark. You cannot negotiate with a country at four percent connectivity. You cannot negotiate with a country that is being struck. You cannot negotiate. This is not a political opinion. This is a logistics assessment.
February 28: The governor of Minab reported forty girls killed at an elementary school.
I do not have logistics for that. There is no slide for that. The water glass chart does not cover that.
February 28: Lockheed Martin: up. Northrop Grumman: up. RTX: up. Dow futures: down six hundred and twenty-two points. Gold: five thousand two hundred and ninety-six dollars. An analyst at AInvest published a note titled "Iran Strikes: Tactical Plays." The note recommended positions in oil, defense stocks, and gold.
The most expensive cashew I have ever eaten was nineteen dollars. The most expensive pen I have ever ordered was six hundred and thirty dollars. The math suggests I have been working in the wrong industry. Defense stocks do not require water glasses. Defense stocks do not require eleven days. Defense stocks require one morning.
February 28: Israel closed its airspace and its schools. Iran launched retaliatory missiles toward US bases in the Gulf. The Supreme Leader promised a "crushing response." Israel's defense minister declared a permanent state of emergency. Everyone is using words I recognize in an order I do not. I recognize "permanent." I recognize "emergency." I do not recognize them next to each other. In diplomacy, nothing is permanent and everything is an emergency. In war it is the reverse.
February 28: The Foreign Minister has not made a public statement.
The briefing card is still in his breast pocket. It still says "within our reach."