That is, I make branched conversations. You will need to go back to the trunk, and then to the root again and again in search of coherence.
Bear with this.
Oh - and I just thought of what I wanted to think of - a better metaphor: Talking Like a Map.
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.
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