Honestly, I'm dead.
It must have to do with the start of winter that I have slipped into a hibernation. But more than that, I feel greatly torn between two worlds. The Old and The New.
I am split in to two and two. Oh dear life!
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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