The return of the King, let us kill the ugly yan numbers.. REASON: one is not allowed to destroy love – but love is allowed to destroy you.. understand the point, the earth is round not flat, your shadow stetches in the east.. ‘Abdul Wahab, Salaf’s dead gaze, does not give much space, racing into a meaningless war, looks down upon the poor, wants a woman like a whore, despised imaginative lore, always looking for a reason, and suspecting faithless treason, ; looking peculiar, .. like ‘the they’ knew something.. saying ‘it is haraam’ WHEN I SING..’
So my real ashahada I tid, 2017.. how could I have done it 2010, when in midsummer I first entered into prayer??, the muslims around were not valid, only dunya, and suspending yihadd..
How could I have done I 2012, when that comet came down in the sky so bright??, those muslims around hated my Islamic teaching, even though I was Mawlana, and they at their hight had a murshid, which was nice and such, but come on, you can’t put that over one whom is also having besides being a murshid the power of mufti hood.. then the mufti can just abolish you if he wanted to.. did not you think about that??, instead you told the mufti; do not speak of and about Sharia’.. like, did you try to fool me??
Yhea you did.. since you did it all for girl pleasure.. when I left a note to one of my lovers to invite her to marry me in Allah’s name in My ‘The new religion’ Naqshbandi school, you threw me out, and then never offered any help again..
And you screamed when I said La Ilaha Il Allah.. not in joy.. but in pain.. since all you cared about was women vaginal pleasure..
So I was going to be sacrificed with my own artwork for women pleasure to satan, so you thought, and then never be heard from again right??, being killed in the worst manner possible; death in the ovens..
All you cared about was the women pleasure and to steal it from me.. part by part, each party as much as you could.. Impressing them first by helping me a little, and then leaving me for power reasons..
No I will explain to you the reason why the women are still worshipping me, their husband, thus entering into Islam through me, the Mawlana..
It was because I really said; there is no God but Allah and Muhammad is His messenger in 2017.. Yhea.. That is my ashahada.. Then I was 10 years old..
So I was going to be sacrificed to satan again and again for the reason of vaginal pleasure, while you in that death in the ovens sacrifice stole their pleasure from me as much as you could each party.. ehhyy?? Yhea, that is the real story behind it..
So, when the inquisition tried to brainwash me, that I was not world famous, had never been engaged to the princess, (by the way, she wanted me), and that the things I had written were not mine, throwing away my work as much as possible, transporting it to Svenska Bajsakademeien to be used later against me.. And then my economy to get enslaved and my apartment to be lost.. And I had still millions of sex slaves making pleasure for me constantly.. I told them; honeys.. we will lost if we keep on.. right now.. let us keep on later In Shaa Allah.. Satan and his worshippers are getting to persecute me totally if we keep on.. I am quite sure Ulrika just married me, and so everything I do now will be in plain sight so to speak.. I begin with jerking off to pornography behind the glass at the department computer booth, making it in plain sight so to speak.. Then later when/if I come home to apartment that they are depriving me of, I will keep on in plain sight to jerk off to pornography..
And thus, when I got my new apartment, I kept on , also in plain sight to do it.. Conscious the whole world was watching, and knowing that I had not lost my male hood..
On the contrary! I was doing a really male thing, and of course, not telling anyone about what I was really doing.. you get it..
The one looking at pornography as a male, really says; I give up.. I become like a woman..
So the logic; millions of women worshipping my dick, and I being sacrificed to satan.. Looking at pornography was thus my way of saying; I will not imitate the women..
The one looking at pornography, so to speak, says the unspeakable evil; I just want pleasure and enjoyment out of life actually.. I just want entertainment.. I just wanna be a watcher never getting to paradise by letting my women freely lay other men in plain sight.. I don’t care.
Me, Jack Kerouac, actually said the very opposite.. I will explain.. I know you need that honeys..
The final words of why the real ashahada of La Ilaha il Allah Muhammadun Rasul Allah was 2017..
So the male looking at pornography is basically saying that he is giving up the fight..
The thing was that we with looking at pornography in plain sight, actually said the opposite..
And so when our army did not come to our rescue being locking in the tower of Saruman, enduring the snow swirling around us, the cold of the stone on our back in the night and no saving point in sight as far as we could see,
Then we said to ourselves; we are only worshipping Allah.. So if we stay in this pleasure because the girls making pleasure for us, then we chose the pleasure over truth.. and we are The servant of Truth.. right?? Truth is beauty, beauty is truth truth is movement beauty is truth..
To let yourself be sacrificed to satan just because you are heightened to a position because of the venerable girls watching and worshipping your dick, is not ashahada.. We had already fled to Copenhagen right.. and they had chosen the same way of qufr, not so severe, just denying us being Mawlana.. that is denying our divine destine, history and present existene..
Anyway.. as Bribed says, with 1 meter big long dick and thick as hell..
“We are quite confident
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That is actually worshipping satan.. so we are certain that the brainwash is actually brainwashing us that we do not exist..
So if we stay in this pleasure, it means we worship the woman’s pleasure worshipping us.. So we just watch pornography in plain sight and WATCH the reaction.. That is male ness.. We told ourselves, when we look at pornography in plain sight, we know that Allah will kill them.. So instead of as usual pornography leading to you losing your front teeth which you chew the pleasant cow flesh with, this will have the opposite effect..
‘I will Myself be the adversary to anyone whom mistreats a servant of Mine whom is aspiring to only fear Me..’
Luke 14:11
‘For everyone who exalts himself will be defiled, and he who habitually humbles himself, (keeps a realistic self-view) will be exalted..’
So we had recited Sura 112 3 times, and thus with our ashahada 2017 read the whole Quran.. We were happy.. And the world was dying.. That whore with the whore men whom were just after the women and excused any evil because of it..
‘I can destroy the world myself..’ Mahdi said ‘Allahu ak bar.. Satan is small in comparance..’
”That was a fantastic vision Jack..” Moriarty said.. And I was wondering in my tea high if Moriarty was actually really the infamous enemy of the novel hero Sherlock Holmes and if this was sherlock holmes last mission, to beat satan down from the mountain.. ‘I swear I survive.. if it kills me too.. I gonna get up and try, if it is the last thing I do..”
“Dean..” I said “I have an idea why I love you so much.. this car is like a hanging leech over an abyss.. the nihil that I plan to throw myself straight into next reincarnation after I drugged myself to death – rising again and the first thing I do is fixing the eyes just born , which is very unusual, and looking at that painting Zen Master Blyth is writing about in Zen and Zen classics..
The child there sits on the lap of his father and looking lovely into his face – his right hand lovingly like only the quite loose grip of a young toddler can grip it, holding a wart on the left side of his father’s face – looking up lovingly into his father’s eyes.. “
“That is a beautiful simile you have right there..” Dean said , as usual not thinking – but thinking about the girl we were on our way to that he would be fucking later..”
“and you know Dean.. your attitude is like a leech hanging over an abyss of darkness and dismal woe – hanging upon the lover string orre girls you busy yourself with 24 hours a day hectic like if whole eternity were hanging on a thread..”
“Lover it Jack my boy..” Dean said, not realizing I just had pronounced something extremely profound..
“the criticas will hate it..” Dean said, “There we have it!!! There we have it!!! There we have it !!! “ I almost leaped out of my seat , like in an spiritual orgasm suddenly – fixing the eyes at the stars above the step we were driving through , long slope down now on a lonely highway, straight through small bushes , snakes now surely sleeping under and that quite dry yellow red earth.. I was suddenly feeling happy to be in the car, once again with Dean, going 90 mph without breaks down into the darkness of the American night of August..
“Did you hear what they just said..” Dean put down the receiver, looking at shock at me, just having spoken with Allen .. “they are going to try to screw Old Bull Bill on his bunker..”
“That is in level like trying to destroy the Kabaa or something similar..” I said looking back in horror at my friend.. We stood there looking at each other like that for a while, then got into the car fast, Dean on the left side and me on right..
“There might be style wars.. we quick have to find samuraji not corrupted by the worldly desire of stupid titles and monarchies.. They have no bearing against a master like that..” and as we swished down the road, I felt my heart beating like that step which we had driven past when we had had a vision.. in that cold night was Old Bull Bill to like among the snakes like them under a bush and then forgotten??, I did not grip the context.. But I guess it were like that with worldly business, too shallow for a master to grip, since he never even touched with his thinking that shallow thinkingness of stupid lazy son of a bitch ness..
“Killing the thing they love they do” I said in the car to Dean, ‘säkerligen planlagde dom en komplott, men Jag har en plan Jag planlägger ock.. Så ge respit till de icke troende, ta itu med dem på det genitala viset en stund..’
“Overclass worship is Mammon worship “ I wrote in my note book as we were rolling down the road again “– worshipping form – formality – the disease of the west had infected the east, and came with it a nauseating ‘story telling’ idiocy of ‘princesses and what not’.. like that was life and not truth .. beauty coming from truth and beauty..
The narcissism is spreading, and I am happy about my miscolored teeth .. it means that you have been living.. women should learn to adore it, instead of thinking about stupid money schemes..
The overclass bitches are saying “I kill you since you are over me AND imperfect at the very same time.. Imperctions of body can never be accepted in a society built upon stupid pictures.. But I like your soul, to draw you into me, to take you into reincarnation chain and then MOTHER.. Besides you have a ‘bad history’, in “the annals” of Satan.. then I reborn you gradually to be ‘perfect’ for the world to see.. Come now honey..” “Satanism is forbidden beby.. Qul: only the one whom have defeated his Nafs will become successful.. Allah says that in the Quran; believe!!”
I was writing on some lines for a future book I called in my mind Dharma Bums..
“Wrong..” someone will say in the book “we are not King Midas, but King Midas curse seems to lie heavy over the world – riba, interest rate, is cursing the whole world..
“to loath him was bread” someone will say.. and then everything will crash down I guess..
‘when the final word is spoken what will happen’ someone asked the zen master.. ‘crashing down breaking up..’
“This zen mastery” I kept on writing “has this specific quality, to take hits and blows and just become more beautifully.. nothing is not a risk.. nor is it risky.. it is non attachment..