None has the right to be worshipped except Allaah, alone, without any partner, to Him belong sovereignty and praise and He is over all things wholly capable.
I made a promise with myself years ago that my first book would be dedicated to her, my truest friend and supporter and confidant… I gotta write for her. She said yesterday that my ‘gift’ remains in writing, and I haven’t written in well over a year… maybe longer?
Even supposing that (from time to time) walls exist around you, those walls are no longer walls; they are merest pseudosolidities, perpetually penetrated by the perfectly predatory collective organs of sight and sound.