THE SOUND OF THE BREAKDOWN...
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And what of religion?
The young boy asked the old man.
The old man seemed to go as still as the day at the crowning of a cold dawn.
The boy waited cause he knew this was the old mans way.
The old man finally opened his mouth to speak and at that moment it seemed the birds ceased to speak, as if time itself stood still waiting for the answer.
The old man said; Do you remember the story of Adam and Eve?
The boy nodded.
The old man continued; They had no religion, there was only them and Allah. They knew he existed because to them he was tangible, he was solid. He walked and talked with them.
He was no spirit for spirits do not walk, spirits do not talk.
The young boy asked the old man.
The old man seemed to go as still as the day at the crowning of a cold dawn.
The boy waited cause he knew this was the old mans way.
The old man finally opened his mouth to speak and at that moment it seemed the birds ceased to speak, as if time itself stood still waiting for the answer.
The old man said; Do you remember the story of Adam and Eve?
The boy nodded.
The old man continued; They had no religion, there was only them and Allah. They knew he existed because to them he was tangible, he was solid. He walked and talked with them.
He was no spirit for spirits do not walk, spirits do not talk.
He asked the boy. Have you ever seen a spirit, smelled one, held one?
The boy shook his head.
The old man reached out and rubbed his head.
The boy shook his head.
The old man reached out and rubbed his head.
Such a nothing gesture yet it conveyed so much.
Abraham, Noah and the other prophets also had this ability, this direct connection to Allah, the ability to speak to him or the angels, over time man lost this ability.
It was during these times that men figured out that they could fool other men by taking away from and altering the context of what Allah and the angels had conveyed.. They made knowledge secret and used it to control other men.
They called this religion and killed men in the name of it if they didn't adhere to their belief systems.
Eventually man forgot about spirituality and became religious. War in the name of religion, hate in the name of religion.
All of this against what Allah had told man, yet their teachings prevented them from seeing the truth.
Abraham, Noah and the other prophets also had this ability, this direct connection to Allah, the ability to speak to him or the angels, over time man lost this ability.
It was during these times that men figured out that they could fool other men by taking away from and altering the context of what Allah and the angels had conveyed.. They made knowledge secret and used it to control other men.
They called this religion and killed men in the name of it if they didn't adhere to their belief systems.
Eventually man forgot about spirituality and became religious. War in the name of religion, hate in the name of religion.
All of this against what Allah had told man, yet their teachings prevented them from seeing the truth.
That it all led back to one thing and that this one thing that it all led back to was common. It was everywhere and yet nowhere and was invisible to the masses because the masses always had tended to want men to lead them.
To make their decisions for them.
Over time man had forgotten his Godself and had converted to the worship of other men's concepts.
He was no longer connected to the earth that he stood upon.
His natural order was upset and he had introduced disorder and chaos as order.
Many men die because of these concepts as each man aspires to be richer than the next man... To have more when in fact more would be here without money.
That if there were no police there would be no need for police. They such an invaluable part of the system as they protect the property and ideals of the ruling elite.
The boy in listening felt these things as they became pictures that echoed the things that he had seen, he saw the people in his life as they flashed in his subconscious.
The old man asked him. "Do you feel the connection?"
He nodded yes.
The leaves rustled in the dry way they do in fall.
A soft breeze across the cheeks of the man who stood with tears in his eyes as he watched the young boy.
What an awful burden he was passing along.
He reached out and rubbed the boy's head.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
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