:: a.whisper.in.water ::

:: Saturday, March 29, 2003 ::

Holy Shit, How Sufi is this?
"For someone who's not a muslim, that's pretty muslim of you." The right thing said at the right time, an infusion of new purpose, a clarification of mine own.

Sacrifice is noble. Sacrifice with strength is graceful nobility. I'm not doing this to make you feel bad, to adpot this air of untouchable perfection. I'm doing this in devotion, because I know it's the right thing to do. My strength from there comes. Sometimes it's not easy. The offer of Other People is tempting, but it's not the right thing to do. When I've demonstrated my goodness, taking my rewards in pain is wrong, as appropriate as it may seem at the time. Such is grace, benevolence in power.

I look good, oddly enough. Humility is adopting the hijab of my t-shirt and surfer shorts when I could wear clothes that I set aside for the weekends. Oh, and I'm not supposed to tell other people why. That's also pretty key. But you're allowed to see, and to understand. Because odds are, I love You more than anyone else, myself more than included. If I don't, odds are I'm fond of you anyway.

Such is the pursuit of perfection. Such is my drive.

The trick now is to attend to my academic responsibilities. Then I'd really kick some ass.


:: Aziz 6:34 PM [+] ::
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