Muhammad Rasheed's Blog, page 168
July 9, 2018
The Divine's Gift of Freedom versus Man's Restrictive Traditions
Q: Why is horse meat haram?
Muhammad Rasheed - Horse meat is not haram in Al-Islam.
The Muslim dietary law as established by Allah in the Holy Qur'an is thus and so:
Do not eat swine flesh Do not consume blood Do not eat carrion Do not eat the meat of an animal slaughtered in the name of a pagan idol.All other foods are lawful for Muslims, and should be eaten in moderation. This is the guidance of revealed scripture sent by Allah, Lord of the worlds. The teachings of the prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) -- whose job it was to preach the Word of Allah and instruct those who believed in scripture and wisdom -- would never contradict the commands of his Lord. Any so-called hadith that claims dietary restriction contrary to that which Allah established is thus false hadith, so be wise and not of those who go astray.
Peace.
The Holy Qur'an 2:172-173
O ye who believe! Eat of the good things that We have provided for you, and
be grateful to Allah, if it is Him ye worship.
He hath only forbidden you dead meat, and blood, and the flesh of swine,
and that on which any other name hath been invoked besides that of Allah. But if one is forced by necessity, without willful disobedience, nor transgressing due limits,- then is he guiltless. For Allah is Oft-forgiving Most Merciful.
July 8, 2018
July 7, 2018
Poverty Weaponized Against Justice
Gerald Stevenson - Dont know you brotha, but this is a deep post....Very sad.
Gerald Stevenson - And it works because they dont have the finances to hire a lawyer if it drags out.
July 6, 2018
Faith in the Faithless
Bill McKinley - I never owned a slave.
Muhammad Rasheed - Mass incarceration is the new slavery 2.0, Bill. The deliberate criminalization of Black people to feed the for-profit prison industry has it's own propaganda/marketing arm to indoctrinate the US citizen into supporting it.
Tell me, do you ever use that "Black-on-Black Crime" political rhetoric in your regular discourse?
Muhammad Rasheed - Note that the guy in the hood probably doesn't own a slave himself either, but his family is sure profiting off of the established practice of subjugating & exploiting Black people.
The Woman Haters Club & Their Deplorable Friends
Gary McCoy - UPenn Professor: Women Could Go to Jail for Miscarriages if ‘Roe’ Overturned
... and hiccups would be punishable by firing squad.
Mark Hitsman - And ugly by hangin
Katty England Bomar - OMG...Has the entire lying liberal left loonies lost every brain cell they might have had? The msm working hard at lying whether it be print or TV, radio? Obviously they have no idea how whacko they sound...the democrats can’t even make as much sense...See More
Muhammad Rasheed - If a powerful group of men decided that a miscarriage was actually a DIY abortion attempt and decided to make an example of a certain number of women to maintain their male dominance system through misogynist terror, what would prevent this from happening again?
It's not as if that model hasn't repeated itself a trillion times throughout history. Your giggling and dismissal of the professor's very valid point is actually part of this concern.
Gary McCoy - And just how would this group of oh-so-spooky powerful men know that said woman had a miscarriage? By their super privacy-invading spy goggles?
Eric C. Martin - Hmmm... Alex Jones finally has competition in the paranoia/conspiracy theory department.
July 5, 2018
July 4, 2018
Awakening the Atrophied Eye: INITIATION
It's embarrassing to see the date on the last entry in this series. lol Paradoxically, those five years have flown by even as September of 2013 somehow seems like a lifetime ago, and indeed, I have experienced what has often been considered a sort of rebirth.
The concept of 'correct meditation,' as described in the lore of spiritual science developed by the ancients and recorded on the granite stele at Saqqara in Egypt, was the intended point of the blog series. I had ventured to chronicle my own attempts to build up the habit of meditating every day with the hope that at some point my diligence would be rewarded with the opening of the UDJAT Wisdom Eye, initiating me into the enlightened state of the 'Followers of Second Sight' (called 'Shemsu Hor' in the well-known Greek and 'Shemesu Heru' in Ancient Egyptian, which I prefer and have titled myself with).
To be clear, the practice of correct meditation with the hope that the third eye would open is completely separate from the third eye opening. I point out that distinction here because, on Sunday, July 1, 2018 at approximately 6:15am, my third eye opened for me, and the drill of correct meditation was the furthest thing from my mind at the time.
I will describe the event itself, but I will hold the content of what the Wisdom Eye showed me close, because it was very personal... pregnant with meaning for me to meditate upon and extract knowledge for my own path... and I do not care to share it. So unless the prophet Joseph (peace be upon him) magically steps forth to offer aid in deciphering the content for me, I am uninterested in the opinions of others on that narrow topic. To even a well-meaning outsider, the content very well may quite reasonably seem mundane to the extreme – even to the point of provoking an instant "That's IT?! So what?" type of response – and I am in no mood for all of that since I'm still very protective of the experience in general.
Although I initially started not to share that part either, I will share my experience of what actually happened around what was shown to me though, since I believe it is the duty of all of us to record an accurate account of any and all spiritual experiences we have to add to the body of human literature. It's important. (I may end up writing out a detailed description of what the third eye showed me anyway and hiding it somewhere, to be found after my death. Then y'all can make fun of me all you wish when I genuinely really, REALLY won't care a damn.)
On the morning of 01 July, shortly after I had finished uploading the political cartoon of the day, I found I had about 30 minutes to kill before my alarm went off to get ready for work. So I decided to lie down and get a bit more sleep, but I noticed as I got in the bed that I was keyed up for some reason. Similar to the caffeine-induced "UP!" feeling when I've had my one cup of coffee during the day. Since I hadn't had any coffee in almost 24 hours, I expected the feeling to go away once I got comfortable, but it didn't.
I squirmed around for a few minutes until I finally noticed that the feeling was getting progressively worse. All by itself it wasn't a necessarily unpleasant feeling – this building excitable sensation – just wildly inappropriate considering my intention was to actually fall asleep. It felt like a strong 'bzzzzzzzzz' feeling building near/around/through me, and I remember that at its peak I began actively worrying as to whether it was one of the symptoms of a heart attack.
And then the third eye opened.
Suddenly my entire field of vision was filled with the darkened imagery the eye was showing me, but in the fovea focus area, there was a jagged hole where a portion of that same imagery was quite bright. When I looked around, the scenery shifted, but the 'hole' stayed in the same place, and it didn't take long at all to notice that with my will alone, I could zoom closer to stuff, see stuff behind the darker areas and pull them up for better scrutiny in front of the hole. I also noticed I wasn't really allowed to focus too much attention on one particular thing in what was shown to me, there was a level of zoom-in and detail it wouldn't let me achieve; this was clearly intended as a 'big picture' glimpse of something. All while this was happening, I noticed that the 'bzzzzzzzzz' energy feeling was retreating/dropping/defusing, which gave the very strong impression of a countdown. Then sure enough, once the 'bzzzzzzzzz' sensation stopped, the 'hole' in the veil closed. For precious fractions of a second, I could still see the imagery behind the now even darker veil, and then there was just normal darkness.
I continued to lie there, stunned and amazed and humbled beyond belief. I started praying, thanking Allah for gifting me with this great blessing. And it was absolutely a blessing! I felt an immense gratitude that my path had led me to the literature I had read gobbled that enabled me to recognize what was going on at the exact moment it started; I had no doubt or confusion as to what I was seeing. I replayed the event over and over, teasing and probing my memory for every precious bit I tried to take in during what seemed to be a few seconds.
I've thought long and hard about this event over the last few days, and I have some speculations regarding the how and possibly even why it may have happened for me that I'd like to share.
To be continued...
Awakening The Atrophied Eye: INITIATION
It's embarrassing to see the date on the last entry in this series. lol Paradoxically, those five years have flown by even as September of 2013 somehow seems like a lifetime ago, and indeed, I have experienced what has often been considered a sort of rebirth.
The concept of 'correct meditation,' as described in the lore of spiritual science developed by the ancients and recorded on the granite stele at Saqqara, Egypt, was the intended point of the blog series. I had ventured to chronicle my own attempts to build up the habit of meditating every day with the hope that at some point my diligence would be rewarded with the opening of the UDJAT Wisdom eye, initiating me into the enlightened state of the followers of second sight.
To be clear, the practice of correct meditation with the hope that the third eye would open is completely separate from the third eye opening. I point out that distinction here because, on Sunday, July 1, 2018 at approximately 6:15am, my third eye opened for me, and the drill of correct meditation was the furthest thing from my mind at the time.
I will describe the event, but I will hold the content of what the Wisdom Eye showed me close, because it was very personal, pregnant with meaning for me to meditate upon and extract knowledge for my own path, and I do not care to share it. So unless the prophet Joseph (peace be upon him) magically steps forth to offer aid in deciphering the content for me, I am uninterested in the opinions of others on that narrow topic. To even a well-meaning outsider, the content very well may seem mundane to the extreme -- even to the point of provoking an instant "That's IT?! So what?" type of response -- and I am in no mood for all of that since I'm still very protective of the experience in general.
Although I initially started not to share that part either, I will share my experience of what actually happened around what was shown to me though, since I believe it is the duty of all of us to record an accurate account of any and all spiritual experiences we have to add to the body of human literature. It's important. (I may end up writing out a detailed description of what the Third Eye showed me and hiding it somewhere anyway, to be found after my death. Then y'all can make fun of me all you wish when I genuinely really, REALLY won't care a damn.)
On the morning of 01 July, shortly after I had finished uploading the political cartoon of the day, I found I had about 30 minutes to kill before my alarm went off to get ready for work. So I decided to lie down and get a bit more sleep...
...to be continued.
