Monday, 12 August 2019

13/8/19 ***The heart of a Sufi

I  have 30 minutes to spare.

Hahaha...  This song is on air:


I had been a little rascal throughout my life.  Since 15 I was a rebel and I never look back since.  Remember that I told you when I made RM1.2 million in 1997, I recalled the story of Solomon in the Quran?  He said all all this wealth is test him whether to be grateful or to be defiance.

Hence I entered the understanding of Islam not through Muhammad but through Muhyiddin Al Arabi, Abdul Kadir Jailani and Jalaluddin Rumi.  These are the Sufis.  I have high regards of the Sufis because their approach was through love.  Maybe it was my destiny, I don't know, but I fell in love with God instead of the religion and the prophet.

To a Sufi everything is about the Greater Love.  The love of God is greater than anything you can ever imagine.  I love God more than I love myself and my family.  Because of that I long for a martyr death so that I can be with God the soonest.

Whatever I see around me was just a maya.  The real life is the hereafter.  All there are temporary.

So here I am, walking around with heart as big as a bowling ball.  I soon found out that you cannot love the Creator without loving His Creations.  So I did all sort of charities by following Umar who set 50% of his wealth for himself and 50% for charity.

Then I met this PPS by the name of Nora Manaf.  I was head over heel for her.  She was married with 2 kids.  Well to make a long story short she was my test.

I never felt so heart broken when she rejected me.

So much for having a big heart.  Partly because of the Bipolar Disorder but after that everything came tumbling down.

I had similar experience with Els last year.  All because I had my mania during the same time.

Now that I had been cured from Bipolar, I wish I did not smoke dope because that what makes me crazy.  

The mania is the single source of my downfall.  Couple that with religion and politics, I am a certified nutcase.

Nowadays  besides the 3 Cs, religion and politics are also taboo for me.

What you see now is the evolution to deal with the illness and the things that made me crazy.

So what I'm saying is if you think I am crazy now, you don't know the real meaning of crazy.

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