Defending The Transgressed By Censuring The Reckless Against The Killing Of Civilians

Posted May 17, 2007 by gift
Categories: Education, Extracts

Shaykh Muhammad Afifi al-Akiti

Defending The Transgressed By
Censuring The Reckless Against The Killing Of Civilians

Mudâfi’ al-Mazlum bi-Radd al-Muhâmil
‘alâ Qitâl Man Lâ Yuqâtil

Introduction by Shaykh Gibril F Haddad

Fatwa Against The Targeting Of Civilians

© 2005 Shaykh Muhammad Afifi al-Akiti

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It has been published by Amal Press in a volume with other authors entitled 'The State We Are In: Identity, Terror and the Law of Jihad', and published seperately as a booklet by Aqsa Press and Warda Publications. 


Dodging the Homeschool Stereotype

Posted May 8, 2007 by gift
Categories: Education, History

I’m not a militia-supporting separatist or a seven-day creationist. The reality is a lot more complex

By Susan Wise Bauer

This defensive reaction doesn’t do justice to my own reasons for homeschooling. The truth is, I am teaching my sons at home for religious reasons; I find most classrooms to be toxic social environments, where children are taught to gang up on the weakest to survive. As a Christian, I want my own sons to turn away from violence, to learn humility, compassion, and patience. This, to me, is proper socialization. It isn’t going to take place if my three boys are surrounded for most of each day by a crowd of peers who thrive on aggression and a steady diet of multimedia bloodshed.But my religious convictions can’t be separated from my academic goals for my children. Classical education–my mother’s method of teaching, and the method I now use to teach my own children–views teacher and student as bound together in discipleship, in which a respected elder leads a receptive learner toward knowledge and wisdom. Shaikh Hamza on Heedlessness

From ‘The Spy of the Heart’ by Robert Darr

Posted May 7, 2007 by gift
Categories: Extracts, Poetry

  The Meeting of Two Satans

Again the world-devouring wolves met face to face
and plans of darkest treachery they’ve set in place.
Either one of them could teach the very Devil
tricks of treachery, murder, falsity and evil.
Through some new magic they numb the mind;
Instead of peace, give humanity war in kind.
They meet to tell the world that they possess
All that people need, not more and no less.
They say our weapons’ fire will certainly dry
those tears the anguished eyes now cry.
“We must with bullets stitch the wounds,” they say
“to cure the mourning hearts, their pain allay.”
“Well yes we’re wolves but also shepherds tried.
What can the weak do? That flock is terrified.”
They say they’re doctors yet their work is killing;
These devils violate all rights of the ailing.
They’re pleased with any who play the slave,
bitter enemies of any who as free men behave.
They’re at the head of impiety, cruelty, and degeneracy;
They guide the local tyrants and cause their ascendancy.
They’ve no heart, just Satan in the cage of their breasts,
No wonder their every action is from demonic pests.
For the Muslim people, both of them are executioners
Both of them are tricky, they’re divisive trap-setters.

The White House and the Red House

The White House is not the seat of a worthy advisor:
There’s no promise there but evil for men of goodwill.
It is as red as the Kremlin in the blood of people;
It’s a Black House of conspiracy not the White House.
The white and red palaces are palaces of terrible crimes;
Whoever places their hopes in them will find no hope.
The gardener grafting in a marsh of red blood
Shouldn’t hope to pick flowers from weeping willows.
O wayfarer of our tribe, if you’re a real Mujahid,
know this road is not the pure road of the martyr.
Reagan is a Gorbachev with a different face;
Cutting short the words: you don’t need his words.
He will bar you from jihad a hundred times;
The stage cannot be set properly by such a demon.
Look at history: from this old experienced thief
there is only highway robbery, nothing new.
Look into the blood-wet eyes of the orphans
and see a blood-Red Sea that has no shore.
This sea of blood of the faithful of Islam feeds
the killers which are none other than these two ghouls.
O followers of brave Hussein, don’t complain
about one demon to the very leader of demons.
Don’t dress up the shop for any business but God’s;
The blood of the martyrs is not for buying and selling.

Abdul Ahad presented me with this collection of poetry upon my return from northern Afghanistan in 1989. I asked him about the interethnic fighting I had witnessed throughout the north. He too was shocked by this, since it went against all that he believed in.

“These people fighting against other Muslims are committing a very great crime, greater than the crimes of the Marxists,” he lamented. “Because they are Muslims killing Muslims and God has said that He curses such people.”

Abdul Ahad’s ideals were very high and, I think, easy to dash in this power-hungry environment. He would often lament the lack of honesty and integrity in the ranks of the Mujahideen. He admitted openly that many people were taking advantage of the resistance to Soviet and Marxist occupation. Abdul Ahad even seemed a bit suspicious of some of the Mujahideen commanders that I was working with. He asked me what happened to the large sums of money I had taken in with Commander Nurullah’s help to be distributed to internal refugees. I told him more about my recent experiences while traveling to the north of Afghanistan

Avialble online the book can also be downloaded from the same website, Sidi Robert Darr has also contrabuted to Seasons Journals an article on the Court of Lions’ in al-Hambra Palace


Posted May 3, 2007 by gift
Categories: Education, Extracts

93. To attribute the maqam of da‘wa to one’s self is to be open to the Divine ruse.

94. Wonder is the first passion.

95. The Qur’an shows, it does not just explain.

96. Courtesy and knowledge are like two hands washing each other.

97. Without the inward whom can we worship? The Outwardly Manifest?

98. No-one is uncircumcised, for the bezm-i alast was too joyful to be forgotten entirely.

99. Truth is the further shore of love.

100. Only in Unity can suffering find no place.

1. Activism will only succeed when it remembers that history is in good hands.

9.Modernity: an accelerating attempt to shovel matter into the growing hole where religion used to be

100. ‘May I not prove too much of a skunk when I shall be tried.’ (Wittgenstein)

15. Islamic modernism: a danse macabre flirting with the spiritual death of the Enlightenment.

8. ‘There is no God at all, and Atatürk is His prophet.’

17. The radicals are announcing only one thing: ‘Attention! This vehicle is reversing!’

19. Followers of Antichrist see with only one eye, whose name is Zahir or Batin.

27. ‘The English lack nothing to make them sound Mussulmans, and need only stretch out a finger to become one with the Turks in outward appearance, in religious observance and in their whole character.’ (The Fugger Letters.)

31. Hagar, that ‘root out of a dry ground’, the most fertile woman in history.

32. Hagar is the matriarch of liberation because, unlike Sarah, she fends for herself

35. Liberal Protestantism: God is no longer the Father, but an occasional and indulgent Grandfather.

55. The lottery: a way of exploiting the weak-willed in order to reward the undeserving.

56. The lottery: a tax on stupidity.

57. The Law: all freedom is difficult

59. The femininity of the crescent, the masculinity of the cross. (Max Ernst, Men shall know nothing of this.)

60. Layla: the chador of God on earth.

61. Islam is the religion of women because Madina had no place for Oedipus

65. Stay home during the peek season.

68. It is the economy of desire which shows that Law is pure mercy.

Exclusivism is less oppressive to the oppressed than to the oppressor.

70. Bacon, like a pious pasha, has blurred our faces. Is this the condition of postmodernity? To be a two-dimensional cartoon without a face?

73. It’s called the consumer society because it consumes us.

74. ‘The fact that it is so difficult for present-day man to pray and the fact that it is so difficult for him to carry on a genuine talk with his fellow men are elements of a single set of facts.’ (Buber)

75. ‘Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can’t help but cry. I mean I’d love to be skinny like that, but not with all those flies and death and stuff.’ (Mariah Carey)

76. The Sunna is suluk, for the Divine Other may only be intuited. ‘Perception does not attain Him, but He attains perception.’

77. The proof of God is the form of the proof.

78. Natural theology is the blind man’s stick.

Maulana Rumi r

Posted March 2, 2007 by gift
Categories: Muslims

When you come to my tomb

The dome on my roof top will appear to you Dancing

Do not come without a tambourine my friend

For a grieving person does not belong in God’s banquet


If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thru’ narrow chinks of his caravan.

Rend the veil

The City of God

Posted February 5, 2007 by gift
Categories: Modernity

…The aim of the Taliban assault on Kabul was to turn it into a city of God. All signs of Westernization, such as “British and American hairstyle” had to be erased. Women were banned from work and hidden from public view. The religious police decreed that “women going outside with fashionable, ornamental, tight and charming clothes to show themselves… will be cursed by the Islamic sharia and should never expect to go to heaven”. Music was banned, and so was television, kite flying, chess, and soccer. Adultery would be punished by stoning, and drinking alcohol by whipping. The only was sharia, or religious law. And Kabul would be govern by a six men shura, not one of whom was from
Kabul. Not one of them had ever lived in the city before.

            Such cases of extreme revolt by rural people against the modern city are, in fact quite rare. Most revolutions, religious, political, or combination of both, are born in the cities, as the brainchildren of disaffected city dwellers. Nikola Koljevic, to mention but one typical case, was a Shakespeare scholar from Sarajevo. He spent time on London and the United States. His English was fluent. He was citizen of the most cosmopolitan place in the Balkans, a secular city of Bosnians, Serbs, Jews, and Croats, a city famous for its libraries, universities, and cafes, a city of learning and trade. Yet there he was, in the mid-1990s, watching his city burn from the surrounding hills. The order to shell Sarajevo, in the name of Ethnic purity and the “resurrection of Serbdom,” had been signed by Nikola Koljevic, Shakespeare Scholar.

Occidentalism: A Short History of Anti-Westernism
by Ian Buruma and Avishai Margalit p.45

Defender of the Flag: In Memory of Alia Ansari

Posted November 7, 2006 by gift
Categories: Muslims

This past Tuesday, Muslims celebrated ‘Id al-Fitr, one of Islam’s two great festivals. For me, it was a beautiful day that began with a truly warm and vibrant ‘Id gathering at the Zaytuna Institute. God afforded me a wonderful opportunity to see friends who had been “missing in action,” to meet enthusiastic new converts to Islam, and to kiss so many babies I felt like a politician. During that time, I was also able to break away from the gathering to visit the graves of some distinguished Muslims buried in a nearby cemetery. Visiting the local Muslim cemetery on ‘Id day is a practice I have been able to maintain since my earliest years in Islam. They serve as a solemn reminder that all of us have an appointment with the Angel of Death.I was blessed to stay at Zaytuna until the early afternoon when I departed to attend a meeting at a local school, a reminder that we are in America and sometimes, despite our best efforts to clear our schedules on the day of our festivals, the requisites of our everyday duties intervene. After that meeting, I was able to visit some of the Muslim families in the area. All of those visits filled my heart with awe at the simple dignity of ordinary Muslims, many of whom are struggling valiantly to survive in this sometimes cruel, always challenging and complicated society.

The last of those visits was to the family of Alia Ansari, the Afghani-American mother of six who was gunned down in central Fremont last Thursday as she walked to pick up her children from school. The Ansari family are everyday people—and, they are proud people. As I talked with Alia’s husband, brothers, and cousins who were gathered in the family’s humble apartment, it became clear to me that, most of all, they were proud to be Ansaris, descendants of the companion of the Prophet Muhammad, peace upon him, Abu Ayyub al-Ansari, and the great Muslim mystical sage, Khawaja Abdullah Ansari. In Afghan society, they are people who are identified with piety and they endeavor to live up to that identification, in their various ways.

Alia Ansari migrated from war-torn Afghanistan at the age of 17. When her father died shortly thereafter, she became a second parent to her younger siblings. A life of hardship could not suppress her inner beauty, expressed most readily in an irrepressible smile. Her husband, Ahmadullah Ansari, an auto mechanic struggling to make ends meet for a family that includes six young children, five of them girls, spoke glowingly of Alia’s martyrdom and the place God has reserved for her in Heaven. Her story impressed on me the truth embodied in the words of a poet who said, “Be yourself beautiful, and you will find the world full of beauty.”

Her husband, contrary to the caricature of the vindictive, hateful, enraged Muslim, mentioned how the family did not wish her martyrdom be treated as a hate crime, because he did not want her death to be a source of agitation in the area’s large Muslim community. He also mentioned that the family would not want the murderer executed, because that would not bring his wife back. His wife was a martyr, her place in Paradise secure—for him that was enough.

His gentle voice was most emphatic when he mentioned that he did not want his wife’s death to be politicized. Rather, he wanted her spirit of love and reconciliation to prevail after her passing as it had during her life. He spoke of his desire that her funeral be a solemn service, where people of all faiths could gather to remind each other just how important it is to work to remove the pernicious stain of racial and religious hatred from this society lest it lead to ever deepening spirals of senseless violence.

As we sat on the floor of their sparsely furnished living room to eat a meal of traditional Afghan food, our gathering was overseen by four walls decorated with only an unframed picture of the Ka’aba, and a tapestry with Ayatu Kursi, the Qur’anic Verse of the Throne (2:255), printed on it. Husband, brothers, and cousins gathered around to tell me more about just who Alia Ansari was. They spoke proudly of a deeply religious individual who embodied the true spirit of the “Ansar,” the Helpers. The original Ansar were those Muslims in Medina who welcomed into their city and homes the faithful believers who had migrated from Mecca, fleeing the persecution of that city’s population. The Qur’an mentions the spirit the Ansar exhibited in the following terms:

As for those who had previously established homes [in Medina], having adopted the faith; they show their love and affection to those who migrated to them [seeking refuge]. You will not find their hearts harboring any desire for that given to those migrants; rather they give preference to them over themselves, even though they are themselves afflicted with grinding poverty. (59:9)

Alia was indeed a helper. In addition to her tireless and faithful service to her immediate family, she was constantly helping relatives and neighbors, many of whom themselves had recently migrated to this country from their native Afghanistan. Her brother, Humayun, remarked that she did the work of six people and never complained. A typical day might find her preparing meals for the family, dropping the children to school, taking a neighbor shopping, shuttling a newly-arrived relative to the immigration department, watching a neighbor’s child, nursing a sick relative, or numerous other tasks demanding the sacrifice of her time and energy.

Although never formally educated in Islam, she was a deeply devout and spiritual individual. Her husband noted that she never missed a prayer. He quietly added that she would stand for voluntary prayer every night until she wept beseeching God to save her daughters from the ravages of the lewd, violent, promiscuous youth culture of this country. Her deep spirituality is illustrated by the following incident. A few days before her demise, she told her husband that she had seen her deceased grandfather, an individual well known for his righteousness, in a dream. The learned sage indicated that the end of her worldly struggles was near, and a resting place in Paradise would soon be hers.

As a pious Muslim woman, she never left home without her hijab, the traditional head scarf worn by Muslim women. She was proud of her hijab. In the aftermath of the attacks of September 11, 2001, some of her friends and relatives, afraid of reprisal attacks, took off their hijabs. Alia encouraged them not to compromise their religion, especially when they had nothing to do with those crimes. As for herself, she told them that she would never take off her hijab, even if someone put a gun to her head demanding that she do so. Alia said that her hijab was her flag. She could not have known as she began the fateful walk to her children’s school last Thursday that her path would cross that of a lone gunman who in a single act of mindless violence would bring a close to a life of dedication and service. She could not have known that her grandfather’s words were so close to fulfillment. She could not have known that she would soon die defending her flag.

Among the believers are those who have been true to their covenant to God. Among them are those who have given their lives, others patiently wait their turn, having never weakened in their resolve. (33:23)Imam Zaid Shakir
Zaytuna Institute

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