Cats have nine lives, and I am a cat, blog-wise. I must have at least, errrr, 7-8 online journals. I just register and forget to go there again. Or I simly get turned off.
I feel sooooo guilty about this. Like an Internet plot mafia - capturing plots of virtual land and not cultivating them.
Choudhry Prophetess needs to turn the space over, back to the Internet!
Allah is Beautiful, and Hu Loves Beauty!
When the primordial Question, "Am I not your Lord?" reached my perception, I remember, I had said, "Yes! And You are Beautiful! And I love You!" That became the anthem of my soul. Then I was put to sleep. Now I wake up. This is a chronicle of my awakening.
Saturday, November 27, 2004
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