The Self Theory

Adeeb Hamwi

Philosophy

10 June 2020

The Self Theory 

What does it mean? 

Is this important? 

Who am I?

And What do I stand for? 

[What do You think?]

Having to get up late in the day does come with a price to pay. You have not only a few hours till the day fades away, turning the clouds grey and brisking the leaves on the trees, only a few blinks away, He realized his faults and offered to pray. Tears wishing, begging to wash his face, wash his mind far, far away. Wishing for things to change, wishing surely this must be the time, this must be the day it will change. How a life so telling. As if the system has not existed but long ago, a system that is well structurally written, no doubt, though built on the minds of many outdated thinkers. How can one preach equality and rights for all yet allow such an immensely disturbing and un-godly event to occur? No matter, we too must uplift and uprise ourselves from our own oppression.[---------------]

And what is the way of life that is lived without Justice? Justice is being met with honor and dignity, swiftly- as if it has created You. The server and setter of Justice will give us a Day, the good shall wait, likewise shall the bad, as all prevail under the creator of Life. 

One must face their own self and examine all aspects of their being. Why are you allowing yourself to live at this moment? Does your own body know its awareness as you ‘think’ you do? More must be done with this power of awareness. For example, what is the purpose of understanding racism and vocalizing self-expression, while holding the power to stop such tragedies from occurring? To be of the likes of the hypocrite is to be unaware of the self - Truly, a lack of power.  

 How shall it be that I improve myself,  better every second as I’m counting away my days? Surely, they ought to run up to me, how understanding I shall be of my identity (the self).

All these great minds alike had a great gift of love in their lives. Wedding away their thoughts and dreams- Loving their laughs and their faces, holding hands on that hill that spread green lands. He loves her so much. How could it be a man to love so unforeseen, having lived it in all the best ways, through every trial, error, and day. How could he imagine them walking along the River, laughing with all their love and might? Never a feeling so precious, then seeing her face shine bright. She’ll be explaining what life has made her seen, and how it all changed her, yet went unseen. What could this all mean? A trick, decisiveness of the very mind? 

How is it that we live a life without seeing, without giving time and attention, ignoring the pure delights, and dwelling in the material world? Why would man create words that don’t cease to be, to carry their whole life and throw it away, it doesn’t sound like a fair game to play. The sacred words of the ancient few, live on and on, well past today. Always shall the people rise, to a spirit more divine. Through the travel and exploration of one’s self, it is a domional effect of experience that defines who you are to you. Since the definition is reached through experience, and no man is the same:  therefore,  each man has a different experience; life doesn’t have just one meaning. How does one allow another to see how pure the straight path could be? If everything was to slip away, turn from laugh to pain, not existing in this plane, you’re far away. If one was to be in such a state, they would have just their previous thoughts, all the good they’ve done coming well into play. One is left content with the good moral actions, implied by no matter which moral law was followed in a previous life. To be in constant peace, even in eternal dark, the light of moral right, guiding my very heart. 

The moral laws that guide our heart, what is it that inspires it, so pure, it may be perceived centuries ahead of its time. Where can such inspiration be found?  There must be an answer for both believers and non-believers, as definitely the likes of the infinite exist within nature.   In what ways can one draw a conclusion from the life of Jesus? 

Head Empty

No Thoughts,

I don’t Exist

Life has too much to offer, its incandescence shining on, blowing away the hearts in which it is used to love. How far can one go to determine love? Does love hold a universal message? Symbol? Is it truly something that can transcend, not only time but reality, as we live to experience it? The more one adds experience (the longer you live), the more one is able to draw in inspiration from less and less. It could be all at one moment, a person’s experience fulfills and completes their life, at which even the twitch of the leg is a divine act, though not literally. 

Life comes in full wrap, the beginning blends into the end, unknowing the occurrence of such events. It sneaks on behind, knowing the steps in front of your very eyes. 

Why is it that I must take part in such activities to ensure my awakeness and awareness of reality? 

It is this part of me I dislike, and I just wish to act the same, if not better by the will of God, and be the best version of myself I ought to be. This is first achieved by realizing the state of nature of your own self. Be aware of your consciousness, as no other has such capabilities, and look beyond your own self, as the very fabric of the universe is part of our self. Look beyond the nature of the universe, in Must exist. The question just lays on, who is correct? Otherwise, Who actually holds the Truth? To understand such a concept, one must study the ……………… context in which scripture was revealed, and set. Then it spread, across the lands, far away scattered way past the sands. There is a similar message being spread by all messengers of scripture in this life. They all hold aspects of the Divine, though lost in translation, misinterpreted and unquestioned all throughout the ages.  

I must not forget how and who to love. To what extent would I go to maximize the pleasure of the people I love? Through the experience of being Adeb, only then would it make sense that Love is the answer, and an easy way to pray.  Though what is revealed, there lies a meaning or two. How do these various interpretations affect the actual message? I pray and submit to only God that I may enjoy and fit in with the Home Depot. Inshallah it will feel like home, Lowes but to an elevated level (not infinite). 

If I am not held back by the “required” general education, I will only inshallah prosper and grow and thrive!! I will be in such a space and setting, it will only be Zen in me. I will be inspired and will want to climb only higher, by the will of the one who is the Most High. I will be shaped and fashioned into such a state, so beautiful I will make the stars lose their place. They will be coming from every which way, in which I must be confined in a space where to stay. A safe space is what she calls her never-ending love, she knows all the ways in which she controls my love. I must say, why do I think we are such a perfect match, to say we are the perfect fit? 

Why did my face become this way, I know I must say it, I admit parts of me were in error, but to what degree? It is no question that I assumed all my worst parts were created by me, but one came to say what I was speaking was a fallacy. My mind at first did not handle, breaking down all throughout the day, coincidentally colliding with all my pasts, I confined in 

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++It is this level of faith that one attains wisdom and power once it starts to rain. When one is deep in thought and begins to push the edges of the brain. Thinking on and on, knowing time isn’t near. Time here isn’t real, when one is deep in thought time isn’t fast enough to keep up, here it isn’t real. These being my final words on this page, all I would like to say is, love when you can, you never know if you’ll get a second chance

Why when they speak, they shout; Spewing out deceived love and mercy, thinking this way is the way out. Why when they walk, they pout; Dragging their limbs and broken dreams, speaking not a word of decency? Why when things don’t go their way, they assume the worst and turn to thoughts of hate? Not caring who is in their way, fighting back with a deadly stare, striking me across the chest, swaggering away with no regret. It is one that I have no ill feelings, indeed I forgot in a matter of seconds right after it happened, thank God my heart is so merciful- Gifted to me by the Most Merciful.

Why must these events reoccur, happening all over again? It turns the same way, but this time something has changed. I feel it in my heart, there is a spot in which lies no hate. Here it has been fixed.

Love grows and is untouched, by the life around it, it needs room to combust. It needs room to ignite and set the passion of the heart, set on a quest to find the meaning of it all. There, within the withholds of love, we stumble in its meaning as it comes across to us unmatched in this world. In the theory of love, one must find that indeed the belief that we are one, shows in itself we yearn and connect to a higher being, we are meant to be molded in a different plane. Do you agree? That love gives us reason and belief in one, one true message, encompassed in the message of love. It seems to me that the longer I wait for it on and on, it stretches past its making, making us forget we were one. It indeed is none other than my own fault, as when I get scared, I fear the abandonment of one, and shut myself out before they can. I hold love in such high esteem, it requires its full potential outside the limitations of ourselves and our space. It really isn’t achieved how we want it to be, as we must wait for our judgment to pass, for us to be with each other in a different stream. One that flows, on and on, through the gardens of bliss where I don’t hold back on what I could’ve been. What I could’ve been to you, serves my purpose to be true, that we live in a world meant for interpretation of meanings, meaning you and I are true. Through this I hope that you will see, my heart yearns for you, yet it seems we aren’t meant to be in this time and place. But, I hold love in such a high esteem, I would do anything to just hear you sing. To hear your pleasant voice, caressing all of those who hear you speak. Although for now we may not be able to be, we can still come in sync, as we have always been. Love to me, as you can see, is held in such a high esteem, and I wish all were able to see. I see you everytime I close my eyes, I see our minds intertwining at night. May God lay comfort over you, heal you everytime you need a break, bring you closer to Him and leave you in a better state. My prayers to you are being heard, spread amongst the angels of light, for the One to make them reach you will serve you a better purpose in the afterlife. 

8/24/2021 :The various statues of man inhabited by its own outstanding essence. Then, what shall indeed make us most peculiar to the opening of the eyes, an introductory to the new world, some might say. An introduction to the whole world can be related and similar as opening a pair of eyes to a completely new world. The concept and meaning linger through each different action. Stepping out of your own pocket world view, and expanding it to the whole world, unlocks the truth, ones beyond the comprehension of your past self, as time is linear and what will happen has already happened. This may fall in accordance with some beliefs, those beliefs that manifest, and some might say, infest, this meaningful filled world. Everything tends to derive from meaning, or through the arts of interpretation. We are all interpreters of our own nature, inline towards a far greater truth, yet one that, at least visually, satisfies a set requirements of means to exist and be part of existence. Science might call it preservation, natural selection, survival of the fittest, evolution, or simply in its own favour and tradition, divine revelation/divine intervention. To what extent can one define the outer limits of man to be divine? Is there a specific value or mode of life that draws its presence not from the divine? Depending on what life point of view you are asking and interpreting, everything can be rooted back from the creation of the divine. The ability and purpose of the way you interact with everything, is the force pushed together by the great design. Indeed, we live in a Grand Design, one perfected to its most potential limits. Our knowledge and communication evolves through time, as we are mere vessels on this earth, instructed to gain knowledge as we spread, as we love, we seize to eradicate fear. Erradiate and transform fear from man, to fear of the Most High. Fearing any and all worldly value and material, will add/contribute nothing to the gain of your own ego and happiness. In fact, ensuing this path strains the space to excel in the future, potentially hindering and deceiving yourself, when it isn’t even too late. It is Never too late. The time to act is always, ALways now. Strive towards that prize, pursue your greatest dreams, face your biggest fears, stare the rest of your life in the eyes, and tell it you’re in for a surprise. When in the mind set to surprise even your own future self, who already knows and expected this not the way to go. Break the habit, transform and collide with the forces of nature to manifest who you really were meant to become. This MAY seem like it will change and transform throughout time, but it truly has always lingered and manifested inside. Your passions might die, other passions may reawaken and kindle a fire much brighter inside. You have got the whole rest of your life to live and soon will meet the only truth we have managed to face. Death, it is a blessing in disguise. The gateway to much greater purpose, a gateway to a much deeper insight. May Allah only take us from this world when He decides we are good enough to be judged with goodness and love on the judgment day. When we will be at the peak of our praises to Him, and given the moment to receive the great book by our right hand side.  

Right now is the moment 

Indeed, truth is found in good morals and action.

If you really focused and were in deep thought, time wouldn’t notice, 

Do I really have to wait until I reach heaven to see your face ? Mine is so flawed I’d find shelter in your radiating shade.  When we first start to talk, we won’t help it but spill out a lot. I pray to Allah this will be the way, a perfect feeling even in constant decay. 

Know The Light

Indeed if the minds of far away have come to stay 

We’d find another way to come and save the day 

It wouldn't be much of a surprise 

To know the limits are out of our time

Life can switch, and it has, in the most unfit ways 

Yet we learn, experience and adjust, to what’s at stake

We know we feel we cannot know 

Yet we worry and wonder, to see how far we can really go 

Where is it we find the meaning in it all?

To reach an answer, the one we all already know 

How we experience does have a play in what we say

In how we root firmly to flourish every waking day

We know we share the same room of light 

Yet we all perceive it in a different view of life 

We know we feel the same pureness of delight 

So what, then, prevents us from the same truth of light?

When one is faced with a different taste, one outside of their comfort space, they need hope to hold along, “we are here to save the day” 

Why does the world seem to be this way

All of its messes yet to manif3st

What does it mean that we are this way 

 If my current actions are resurfaced in the future, unfitting for that fuelled society; I shall perish away into their arbitraries: Why how silly, some might say, couldn’t you just say “that’s not what I meant”? Yet you will find somehow a group of minds acting in major hypocrisy. It’s a shame, unfortunately they will never see, but it’s understanding since that’s how it has always been. We are just repeating patterns, beating on until the end. The questions will be asked, one after another, and another, even past the revelation to their answers. 

[What makes a good person bad?  Do we rule people with the same power of Justice? Meaning, if a morally good person was to do something bad- would we judge them the same if a bad person did the same bad thing? What makes that specific person bad? Some could say it does not matter what type of person someone is, either being good or bad, everyone should still have the same rights and be respected just as the same.]

 [As did the people of the old, with their Kings as they fled to the Americas, started their own (at the time well suited for their society) understanding of morality and way of life. We too now must carry the “true” “American Way”. Demand to change the system to one well suited for most, if not all, of human life, adjust to the best served plan -voted by ALL; Disagreers must speak up Safely and have good reasonings. Must be sound and sane. ]

[As one does good, what is the extent we distinguish the pursuit of self pleasure to that of pure goodness? Will our current bad moral making come back for us in the future ? As in ensuing in sin (that of any type: self pleasure) and self-destructive things (our own hands) , will such innocent choices now destroy my evolved character in the future ?]

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“To know Allah you must know yourself”