O ALLAH, PROTECT AND GUIDE MY SON, HIS CHILDREN, AND THEIR MOTHERS FROM SATAN THE ACCURSED!
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Sunday 31 March 2013 - Wednesday 27 December 2023
MUHAMMAD CÉDRIC, AMOR MIO, FIGLIO MIO!
AMANDA, DRISHTIKA & OUR ANGELS.
[10 August 2015]
My son Muhammad Cédric, his wife Drishtika and son Kenji.
Serge Reggiani -Le petit garçon
(live in France, 1967)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s1GEbQVN4Y8
Le Petit Garçon - Serge Reggiani
Ce soir mon petit garçon
Mon enfant, mon amour
Ce soir, il pleut sur la maison
Mon garçon, mon amour
Comme tu lui ressembles!
On reste tous les deux
On va bien jouer ensemble
On est là tous les deux
Seuls
Ce soir elle ne rentre pas
Je n'sais plus, je n'sais pas
Elle écrira demain peut-être
Nous aurons une lettre
Il pleut sur le jardin
Je vais faire du feu
Je n'ai pas de chagrin
On est là tous les deux
Seuls
Attend, je sais des histoires
Il était une fois
Il pleut dans ma mémoire
Je crois, ne pleure pas
Attends, je sais des histoires
Mais il fait un peu froid, ce soir
Une histoire de gens qui s'aiment
Une histoire de gens qui s'aiment
Mon enfant, mon amour
Ce soir, il pleut sur la maison
Mon garçon, mon amour
Comme tu lui ressembles!
On reste tous les deux
On va bien jouer ensemble
On est là tous les deux
Seuls
Ce soir elle ne rentre pas
Je n'sais plus, je n'sais pas
Elle écrira demain peut-être
Nous aurons une lettre
Il pleut sur le jardin
Je vais faire du feu
Je n'ai pas de chagrin
On est là tous les deux
Seuls
Attend, je sais des histoires
Il était une fois
Il pleut dans ma mémoire
Je crois, ne pleure pas
Attends, je sais des histoires
Mais il fait un peu froid, ce soir
Une histoire de gens qui s'aiment
Une histoire de gens qui s'aiment
Tu vas voir
Ne t'en vas pas
Ne me laisse pas
Je ne sais plus faire du feu
Mon enfant, mon amour
Je ne peux plus grand-chose
Mon garçon, mon amour
Comme tu lui ressembles!
On est là tous les deux
Perdus parmi les choses
Dans cette grande chambre
Seuls
On va jouer à la guerre
Et tu t'endormiras
Ce soir, elle ne sera pas là
Je n'sais plus, je n'sais pas
Je n'aime pas l'hiver
Il n'y a plus de feu
Il n'y a plus rien à faire
Qu'à jouer tous les deux
Seuls
Attends, je sais des histoires
Il était une fois
Je n'ai plus de mémoire
Je crois, ne pleure pas
Attends, je sais des histoires
Mais il est un peu tard, ce soir
L'histoire des gens qui s'aimèrent
Et qui jouèrent à la guerre
Ecoute-moi
Elle n'est plus là
Non... ne pleure pas... !
Le petit garçon
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31st of March 2013, the day GOD "tested" us again!
Amor mio, figlio mio
MY LOVE, MY SON!
The deepest cut of all!
Allah Kismat
Your Papa
Basheer Ahmad
God’s pleasure is in a father’s pleasure
Sunday 31st of March 2013
A FATHER … A SON … INDISSOLUBLE LOVE!!!
Lettera di un padre al figlio "anonimo" IL GIORNO IN CUI MI VEDRAI VECCHIO E NON LO SARO ANCORA CERCA DI COMPRENDERMI
SE MI SPORCO QUANDO MANGIO E NON RIESCO A VESTIRMI..ABBI PAZIENZA.
RICORDA IL TEMPO CHE HO TRASCORSO AD INSEGNARTELO.
SE QUANDO PARLO CON TE RIPETO SEMPRE LE STESSE COSE..
NON MI INTERROMPERE ASCOLTAMI.
QUANDO ERI PICCOLO DOVEVO RACCONTARTI OGNI SERA LA STESSA STORIA FINCHE NON TI ADDORMENTAVI.
QUANDO NON VOGLIO LAVARMI NON BIASIMARMI E NON FARMI VERGOGNARE
RICORDATI QUANDO DOVEVO CORRERTI DIETRO INVENTANDO DELLE SCUSE PERCHE NON VOLEVI FARE IL BAGNO.
QUANDO VEDI LA MIA IGNORANZA DELLE NUOVE TECNOLOGIE , DAMMI IL TEMPO NECESSARIO E NON GUARDARMI CON QUEL SORRISETTO IRONICO
HO AVUTO TUTTA LA PAZIENZA PER INSEGANRTI LABC
QUANDO AD UN CERTO PUNTO NON RIESCO A RICORDARE O PERDO IL FILO DEL DISCORSO . DAMMI IL TEMPO NECESSARIO PER RICORDARE E SE NON CI RIESCO
NON TI INNERVOSIRE .. LA COSA PIU IMPORTANTE NON E QUELLO CHE DICO
MA IL MIO BISOGNO DI ESSERE CON TE ED AVERTI LI CHE MI ASCOLTI.
QUANDO LE MIE GAMBE STANCHE NON MI CONSENTONO DI TENERE IL TUO PASSO
NON TRATTARMI COME FOSSI UN PESO .
VIENI VERSO DI ME CON LE TUE MANI FORTI NELLO STESSO MODO CON CUI IO LHO FATTO CON TE QUANDO MUOVEVI I TUOI PRIMI PASSI
QUANDO DICO CHE VORREI ESSERE MORTO NON ARRABBIARTI UN GIORNO COMPRENDERAI. CHE COSA MI SPINGE A DIRLO.
CERCA DI CAPIRE CHE ALLA MIA ETA NON SI VIVE SI SOPRAVVIVE.
UN GIORNO SCOPRIRAI CHE NONOSTANTE I MIEI ERRORI HO SEMPRE VOLUTO IL MEGLIO PER TEE CHE HO TENTATO DI SPIANARTI LA STRADA.
DAMMI UN PO DEL TUO TEMPO
DAMMI UN PO DELLA TUA PAZIENZA
DAMMI UNA SPALLA SU CUI POGGIARE LA TESTA
ALLO STESSO MODO IN CUI IO LHO FATTO PER TE.
AIUTAMI A CAMMINARE AIUTAMI A FINIRE I MIEI GIORNI CON AMORE E PAZIENZA IN CAMBIO IO TI DARO UN SORRISO E LIMMENSO AMORE CHE HO SEMPRE AVUTO PER TE.
TI AMO FIGLIO MIO E PREGO PER TE ANCHE SE MI IGNORI.
PAPA'
Young people do not quite realise what life is really about!
They are sincerely convinced they know it all until disaster befalls them or their loved ones!
PEOPLE COME INTO YOUR LIFE FOR A REASON, A SEASON OR A LIFE-TIME.
And Kenji born on 30th of January 2016
When somebody is in your life for a REASON
MERCI, MON DIEU ! C’est cela, la force de la religion, de Dieu (qu'Il existe ou pas!) et de l'Amour, Monsieur l'ignoble Richard Dawkins !
Mostly no one but your grand father
Your grand father
Who used to hug you
And buy you new clothes
Comb your hair
And blow your nose
And when you cry
Who used to wipe your tears
Knows your fears
Who always cares
His 3rd born
She wakes up early in the morning with a smile
And she holds my head up high
Don’t you ever let anybody put you down
Cos you are my little angel
Then she makes something warm for me to drink
Cos it’s cold out there, she thinks
Then she walks me to school, Yes I aint no fool
I just think my Mom is amazing
BRIDGE/CHORUS
She makes me feel
Like I can do anything
and when she’s with me
there’s no where else, I’d rather be…
After School, she’s waiting by the gate
I’m so happy that I just can’t wait
To get home to tell her how my day went
And eat the yummy food, only my Mom makes
Then I wind her up cos I don’t wanna bath
And we run around the house with a laugh
No matter what I say, she gets her way
I think my Mom is amazing
BRIDGE/CHORUS
In the evening, she tucks me into bed
And I wrap my arms around her head
Then she tells me a tale of a girl far away
Who one day became a princess
I‘m so happy, I don’t want her to leave
So she lies in bed with me
As I close my eyes, how lucky am I
To have a Mom that’s so amazing
BRIDGE/CHORUS
Then I wake up in the morning, she’s not there
And I realize she never was
And I’m still here in this lonely orphanage
With so many just like me
And as my dreams begin to fade
I try hard to look forward to my day
But there’s a pain in my heart that’s a craving
How I wish I had a Mom that’s amazing
Would be amazing
Sylviane Paulette Garnier who God forgot or neglected to protect and guide! Too busy, Poor Lord?
But, I am of the grateful kind!
Kaamilah bint Qadar (Kathleen Parker Bates) Pittsburg, Pennsylvania, USA, 2013-2016.
Mother by Sammi Yusuf
Blessed is your face
Blessed is your name
My beloved
Blessed is your smile
Which makes my soul want to fly
My beloved
All the nights
And all the times
That you cared for me
But I never realised it
And now it’s too late
Forgive me
Now I’m alone filled with so much shame
For all the years I caused you pain
If only I could sleep in your arms again
Mother I’m lost without you
You were the sun that brightened my day
Now who’s going to wipe my tears away
If only I knew what I know today
Mother I’m lost without you
Ummahu, ummahu, ya ummi
wa shawqahu ila luqyaki ya ummi
Ummuka, ummuka, ummuka ummuka
Qawlu rasulika
Fi qalbi, fi hulumi
Anti ma’i ya ummi
Mother... Mother... O my mother
How I long to see O mother
“Your mother, Your mother, Your mother”
Is the saying of your Prophet
In my heart, in my dreams
You are always with me mother
Ruhti wa taraktini
Ya nura ‘aynayya
Ya unsa layli
Ruhti wa taraktini
Man siwaki yahdhununi
Man siwaki yasturuni
Man siwaki yahrusuni
‘Afwaki ummi
Samihini...
You went and left me
O light of my eyes
O comfort of my nights
You went and left me
Who, other than you, will embrace me?
Who, other than you, will cover me?
Who, other than you, will guard over me?
Your pardon mother, forgive me
Women & Silly Men, where do they come from? (Ironical!)
If—
Rudyard Kipling (1910)
PEOPLE COME INTO YOUR LIFE FOR A REASON, A SEASON OR A LIFE-TIME.
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When somebody is in your life for a REASON
It is usually to meet a need you have expressed
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They have come to assist you through a difficulty
To provide you with guidance and support
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Sarah Amanda, ma Joconde.
"Plutôt que de pester contre les ténèbres, mieux vaut allumer une petite lanterne"
Des gens entrent dans votre vie uniquement pour une SAISON.
J’en suis très reconnaissant à Dieu !
J’aurai pu mettre Dieu avant l’amour et l’humanisme,
mais certains s’offenseraient car pour la plupart d’entre ceux qui se
disent « sans Dieu » (à tort) l’amour c’est le sexe, l'amour vaginal,
l’humanisme c’est l’athéisme, et Dieu c’est une maladie, un cancer, un
opium qu’il faut à tout prix détruire ou reléguer aux derniers rangs des
priorités humaines. Selon le Professeur athée et anti-Dieu, le Pape de l'athéisme,
Richard Dawkins dont la religion est le Darwinisme et le Néo
Darwinisme, surtout truffée de mensonges (vérifiables), de fanatisme, de
zèle, d’extrémisme tout comme chez certains religieux, nous ne sommes
pas des êtres humains et uniques, mais que des animaux évolués macro
biologiquement, mais Dawkins est un savant (cancre) des sciences, et il a
toujours été incapable de nous apporter ne serait-ce qu’une seule
preuve scientifique incontestable que l’homme ou l’humain n’est que le
pur produit d’une évolution accidentelle dû au simple hasard. Tout
chez lui est sa foi inébranlable en ce qu’il ne peut pas prouver, mais
il se fait toujours passer pour le Pape infaillible des Athées et des
scientifiques. Pour lui la ‘science’ est synonyme d’athéisme.
Israël Israelovitch, un Communiste qui
avait fait de la prison aux USA, selon ses dires, et les dires d’autres
académiques soviétiques athées, m’avait confié un jour que les Russes
croient fermement en Dieu, mais que leurs leaders veulent un monde sans
Dieu parce que les USA et l’Europe,, qui ne croyaient pas en Dieu,
voulaient un monde avec Dieu, mais hypocritement et qu’artificiellement
et superficiellement, et pour une seule et unique raison : la conquête du monde. Concernant
l’existence de Dieu, ils disaient que les Communistes n’en savaient
rien, mais qu’une chose était certaine : l’homme ne descendait pas du
singe, et que tout n’était que propagande marxiste, communiste, et que
des mensonges et fabrications des macro évolutionnistes.
Or, les sauvages et les barbares
de notre temps ont détruit ce qu’ils appelaient jadis le berceau de le
civilisation occidentale, la Mésopotamie, aujourd’hui l’Iraq. Par
contre les Ottomans avaient su préserver l’autre berceau de la
civilisation « occidentale », la Grèce, même si ce n’est pas vrai –
berceau du racisme « occidental », peut-être !
Le deuxième berceau de la civilisation occidentale 'judéo'-chrétienne,
selon certains, la Palestine, est en train de disparaître à coups de
bombes, de bulldozers, des Murs d’Apartheid, des Camps de la Mort
(Ghazza et autres) par ces mêmes sauvages et barbares.
Ces mêmes sauvages et barbares ont détruit l’Afghanistan, le pays où naquit Jalaluddin Rumi Balkhi, l’un des plus grands poètes de tous les temps.
En somme, ces sauvages et barbares
détruisent tout sur leur passage et érigent des temples à leurs
abominables Dieux de la destruction et de la perversion dans tous les
territoires conquis : casinos, boîtes de nuits, banques usurières,
maisons closes, académies d’entraînement pour les terroristes, prisons,
Loges satanistes, etc.
Ces sauvages et ces barbares, que savent-ils de l’amour, de l’humanisme vrai et de Dieu ? Absolument rien, et ils ne tiennent surtout pas à le savoir ! Où sont leurs Bibles, poètes et philosophes aujourd’hui ? Tous à la poubelle de l’histoire ! Ils ont un Dieu, celui de la destruction et du mal !
Mais, pour celles et ceux qui savent
ce qu’est l’amour et l’humanisme, ils ont fort longtemps compris que
Dieu est la réalité première et l’Alpha et l’Oméga de tout, et qu’Il
existe depuis toujours et pour toujours car c’est grâce à Lui que
certains parmi nous ont pu conserver leur humanité et leur amour pour
autrui, et leur civilisation. Dieu merci !
L’erreur monumentale que commettent la plupart des Athées, c’est de refuser le Dieu Créateur (Allah ou LE DIEU UNIQUE par excellence) et le Dieu Concept en confondant les Deux. Ayant
été échaudés si souvent par les églises institutionnalisées, ils
ressentent une telle aversion pour tout ce qui peut se rapprocher de
près ou de loin de Dieu. Pourtant, même si on a raison de refuser le Dieu Créateur, qui selon eux n’existe pas, le Dieu Concept, le Dieu Symbole, est bien une réalité incontestable. C’est
en fait le symbole de tout ce qui est bien, et Satan est le symbole de
tout ce qui est mal avec certaines données immuables dans le temps et
l’espace. Pourquoi refuse-t-on aux humains même ce Dieu symbolique ?
L’Athée acculé au désespoir
se réfugie dans l’alcool. la drogue, et a recours à la violence et au
meurtre dans certains cas, pourquoi refuserait-on à un Croyant dans les
mêmes circonstances de désespoir le Salut de son Dieu même symbolique
qui lui apprend l’effort, la persévérance, la patience et l’espoir à
travers la foi ?
Pourquoi l’État laïque ou séculier punit-il le voleur et l’escroc, l’adultère, le faux témoin, le pédophile (sauf les riches!), le meurtrier, etc., sauf dans le cas d’Israël, bien entendu ?
Pourquoi l’État laïque peut-il partir en guerre
ou supporter des efforts de guerre et de punitions collectives par le
biais des sanctions, des embargos, et des interventions militaires
« humanitaires » alors qu’il reproche la même chose à un pouvoir
religieux qui n’existe plus d’ailleurs, et la peine capitale hors de ses
frontières alors qu’il l’interdit à l’intérieur du pays ?
Si près de la moitié des habitants de la terre a besoin de Dieu, d’un Dieu, qu’Il existe ou pas, pourquoi le leur priver ?
Basheer
2013
Serviteur de Dieu (même s'Il n'existe que dans notre imagination, nos cœurs et dans la sagesse millénaire des Humains), et d’aucun homme ou gouvernement
Homme libre de la terre et souverain
Ailein Duinn by Celtic Spirit with
Scottish Gaelic lyrics, English translation and story behind the song.
Theme song from the 1995 movie Rob Roy as sung by Karen Matheson. Ailein
Duinn means brown haired Alan in Scottish Gaelic. A haunting song set
along with beautiful pictures. No copyright infringement intended.
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Music
- "Ailein Duinn" by The Celtic Angels ( • )
The
Season came, left and returned and the Waltz of Life goes on! Islam
and the humanity in me saved her life many times! But, do not thank me,
Sweetheart, thank God!
Drishtika Bidoo, my daughter-in-law Sarah Amanda's own close Hindu blood cousin! New Daughter, New Life, New Mother, New Family, New Tribulations! This is Real Life!
Who should I give my love to?
My respect and my honor to
Who should I pay good mind to?
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hold you
And clean you and clothes you
Who used to feed you?
And always be with you
When you were sick
Stay up all night
Holding you tight
That's right no other
Your mother (My mother)
Who should I take good care of?
Giving all my love
Who should I think most of?
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hear you
Before you could talk
Who used to hold you?
Before you could walk
And when you fell who picked you up
Clean your cut
No one but your mother
My mother
Who should I stay rigt close to?
Listen most to
Never say no to
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hug you
And buy you new clothes
Comb your hair
And blow your nose
And when you cry
Who wiped your tears?
Knows your fears
Who really cares?
My mother
Say Alhamdulillah
Thank you Allah
Thank you Allah
For my mother.
My respect and my honor to
Who should I pay good mind to?
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hold you
And clean you and clothes you
Who used to feed you?
And always be with you
When you were sick
Stay up all night
Holding you tight
That's right no other
Your mother (My mother)
Who should I take good care of?
Giving all my love
Who should I think most of?
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hear you
Before you could talk
Who used to hold you?
Before you could walk
And when you fell who picked you up
Clean your cut
No one but your mother
My mother
Who should I stay rigt close to?
Listen most to
Never say no to
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hug you
And buy you new clothes
Comb your hair
And blow your nose
And when you cry
Who wiped your tears?
Knows your fears
Who really cares?
My mother
Say Alhamdulillah
Thank you Allah
Thank you Allah
For my mother.
And your grand father who also played the role of your Mother and Grand Mother and more
and did exactly that and more for several years day and night, but lies
will be told to you now that I am NOT there to tell you the Truth:
Who used to hold you
And clean you and clothe you
And clean you and clothe you
Who used to feed you
And always be with you
When you were sick
Stay up all night
Holding you tight
Who used to hear you
Before you could talk
Who used to hold you
Before you could walk
And when you fell who used to pick you up
Clean your cut
When you were sick
Stay up all night
Holding you tight
Who used to hear you
Before you could talk
Who used to hold you
Before you could walk
And when you fell who used to pick you up
Clean your cut
Mostly no one but your grand father
Your grand father
Who used to hug you
And buy you new clothes
Comb your hair
And blow your nose
And when you cry
Who used to wipe your tears
Knows your fears
Who always cares
Your father too, and mostly your grand father!
Say Alhamdulillah
Thank you Allah
Thank you Allah
For my mother and father, grandmother & grand father.
Say Alhamdulillah
Thank you Allah
Thank you Allah
For my mother and father, grandmother & grand father.
His first-born, alhamdulillah!
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His 3rd born
My Mum is Amazing
By : Zain Bhikha
Sung by: Naadira Alli, Zain Bhikha & Linda GcwensaShe wakes up early in the morning with a smile
And she holds my head up high
Don’t you ever let anybody put you down
Cos you are my little angel
Then she makes something warm for me to drink
Cos it’s cold out there, she thinks
Then she walks me to school, Yes I aint no fool
I just think my Mom is amazing
BRIDGE/CHORUS
She makes me feel
Like I can do anything
and when she’s with me
there’s no where else, I’d rather be…
After School, she’s waiting by the gate
I’m so happy that I just can’t wait
To get home to tell her how my day went
And eat the yummy food, only my Mom makes
Then I wind her up cos I don’t wanna bath
And we run around the house with a laugh
No matter what I say, she gets her way
I think my Mom is amazing
BRIDGE/CHORUS
In the evening, she tucks me into bed
And I wrap my arms around her head
Then she tells me a tale of a girl far away
Who one day became a princess
I‘m so happy, I don’t want her to leave
So she lies in bed with me
As I close my eyes, how lucky am I
To have a Mom that’s so amazing
BRIDGE/CHORUS
Then I wake up in the morning, she’s not there
And I realize she never was
And I’m still here in this lonely orphanage
With so many just like me
And as my dreams begin to fade
I try hard to look forward to my day
But there’s a pain in my heart that’s a craving
How I wish I had a Mom that’s amazing
Would be amazing
The new "test" that was most welcome, but I failed again!
I never leave my grandchildren out of
sight at this very tender age - until the very morning sometimes like
in this photograph with Baby Boy Kenji (two months old) and Big Baby
Layana (three years old)!
Now, Kenji is 17 months old and Layana nearly 5 years old, and MY MOTHERING and GRANDMOTHERING never stops!
Mother by Sammi Yusuf
Blessed is your face
Blessed is your name
My beloved
Blessed is your smile
Which makes my soul want to fly
My beloved
All the nights
And all the times
That you cared for me
But I never realised it
And now it’s too late
Forgive me
Now I’m alone filled with so much shame
For all the years I caused you pain
If only I could sleep in your arms again
Mother I’m lost without you
You were the sun that brightened my day
Now who’s going to wipe my tears away
If only I knew what I know today
Mother I’m lost without you
Ummahu, ummahu, ya ummi
wa shawqahu ila luqyaki ya ummi
Ummuka, ummuka, ummuka ummuka
Qawlu rasulika
Fi qalbi, fi hulumi
Anti ma’i ya ummi
Mother... Mother... O my mother
How I long to see O mother
“Your mother, Your mother, Your mother”
Is the saying of your Prophet
In my heart, in my dreams
You are always with me mother
Ruhti wa taraktini
Ya nura ‘aynayya
Ya unsa layli
Ruhti wa taraktini
Man siwaki yahdhununi
Man siwaki yasturuni
Man siwaki yahrusuni
‘Afwaki ummi
Samihini...
You went and left me
O light of my eyes
O comfort of my nights
You went and left me
Who, other than you, will embrace me?
Who, other than you, will cover me?
Who, other than you, will guard over me?
Your pardon mother, forgive me
Rudyard Kipling (1910)
If you can keep your head when all around you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings—nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And—which is more—you'll be a Man my son!
Tu seras un Homme, mon fils
“If-” de Rudyard Kipling (1910) traduit de l'anglais par André Maurois (1918).
Ce texte n'est pas écrit par un homme, mais il a été inspiré à un homme.
Si tu peux voir détruit l’ouvrage de ta vie
Et sans dire un seul mot te mettre à rebâtir,
Ou perdre en un seul coup le gain de cent parties
Sans un geste et sans un soupir ;
Si tu peux être amant sans être fou d’amour,
Si tu peux être fort sans cesser d’être tendre,
Et, te sentant haï, sans haïr à ton tour,
Pourtant lutter et te défendre ;
Si tu peux supporter d’entendre tes paroles
Travesties par des gueux pour exciter des sots,
Et d’entendre mentir sur toi leurs bouches folles
Sans mentir toi-même d’un mot ;
Si tu peux rester digne en étant populaire,
Si tu peux rester peuple en conseillant les rois,
Et si tu peux aimer tous tes amis en frère,
Sans qu’aucun d’eux soit tout pour toi ;
Si tu sais méditer, observer et connaître,
Sans jamais devenir sceptique ou destructeur,
Rêver, mais sans laisser ton rêve être ton maître,
Penser sans n’être qu’un penseur ;
Si tu peux être dur sans jamais être en rage,
Si tu peux être brave et jamais imprudent,
Si tu sais être bon, si tu sais être sage,
Sans être moral ni pédant ;
Si tu peux rencontrer Triomphe après Défaite
Et recevoir ces deux menteurs d’un même front,
Si tu peux conserver ton courage et ta tête
Quand tous les autres les perdront,
Alors les Rois, les Dieux, la Chance et la Victoire
Seront à tous jamais tes esclaves soumis,
Et, ce qui vaut mieux que les Rois et la Gloire
Tu seras un homme, mon fils.
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When more Angels keep dropping from Heaven!
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PRAISE BE TO GOD & TO THE PARENTS
FOR ALL THE FIVE ANGELS!
On my 78th Birthday
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NOW, SATAN'S WAY!
DOSSIER - IMMORAL LIFE STYLES
DUE TO AN IMPOSED GODLESS AND IMMORAL SOCIETY!Fire Deaths: Philpotts And Friend Jailed
Sky News – 5 minutes ago
Jade Philpott, 10, her brothers John, nine, Jack, eight, Jesse, six, Jayden, five, and Duwayne, 13.
Mick Philpott has been described in court as "the driving force" behind a fire that killed six of his children, as he was sentenced to life in prison.
Mrs Justice Kate Thirlwall also said he was a "disturbingly dangerous man" with "no moral compass", adding: "Your guiding principle is what Mick Philpott wants, Mick Philpott gets."
The 56-year-old defendant looked down at the floor, wiping tears from his eyes, as the judge handed down the term.
His wife Mairead, 32, and their friend Paul Mosley, 46, were each sentenced to 17 years in prison and were told they would serve half of that.
Mairead Philpott wept as she was jailed over her children's deaths, while Mosley showed no reaction.
After sentencing, family members in the public gallery applauded. One shouted: "Die, Mick, die", while another said: "See you, Mairead. Hope you enjoy life on your own". A third person called out: "Your own babies".
In response, Mick Philpott smiled and made an obscene hand gesture as he was led from the dock.
The trio were found guilty of six counts of manslaughter - one for each of the victims - on Tuesday.
Mrs Justice Thirlwall told them they were all responsible for the deaths and she had "not the slightest doubt" that Mick Philpott was "the driving force" behind the plot.
He shook his head as the judge outlined his previous violent relationships - including when he stabbed a former girlfriend 13 times.
She said he used that attempted murder conviction as a way of controlling other women.
Philpott treated women as his "chattels", the judge told him, adding: "You barked orders and they would obey. You were the kingpin, No-one else mattered."
Dawn Bestwick, Philpott's sister, told reporters waiting outside court that justice had been done for the children. She said: "Victory to them. They've gone down. That's it."
The trio were found guilty of killing Jade Philpott, 10, and her brothers John, nine, Jack, eight, Jesse, six, Jayden, five, and Duwayne, 13, in the Derby blaze last May.
Philpott and Mairead started the fire at their home in the early hours of May 11, pouring petrol in the hallway of the property.
Together with Mosley, they planned that Philpott should break in by the back door and rescue the children.
But the plot went wrong and fire ripped through the three-bedroom council house in Victoria Road with temperatures reaching 500C.
The judge described the plot as "a wicked and dangerous plan" that was "outside the comprehension of any right-thinking person".
The three defendants had devised the plan to frame Lisa Willis, Philpott's former girlfriend.
Philpott was fighting a custody battle with Miss Willis, 29, who had lived with the couple and slept with Philpott on alternate nights while living at the house.
Both women were said to have lived happily with one another for a decade but Miss Willis left Philpott three months before the deadly fire taking her five children, four of whom were fathered by him.
Philpott had become "obsessed" with Ms Willis and, after she left, did everything to get her back, said Mrs Justice Thirlwall.
She told him: "You could not stand the fact that she had crossed you. You were determined to make sure she came back and you began to put together your plan."
Speaking after the sentencing, Detective Superintendent Kate Meynell from Derbyshire Police said: "Six innocent children died as a result of the actions of their parents, the very people who should have protected them against danger.
"The Philpotts and Paul Mosley showed no regard for the safety of the children and since the fire have shown no remorse for their actions.
"They have lied throughout the investigation and court case. There were plenty of opportunities to admit their guilt but they never did and persisted with their denials.
"This has been an incredibly tragic case to investigate and today's sentences bring this difficult inquiry to a close."
The judge was expected to sentence the trio on Wednesday but wanted more time to reflect after mitigation on behalf of the defendants. There were extra police officers on duty outside court.
On Wednesday, Philpott made obscene hand gestures from the dock as he was heckled by members of Mairead's family following his defence team's plea for leniency.
The taunting came after lawyers argued he was a "very good father" who had been "unable to grieve".
His barrister, Mr Anthony Orchard QC, urged the judge to pass the minimum sentence on Philpott, saying the father of 17 children by five different women would "have to live with the hatred and hostility of the press and the public for the rest of his life".
He added that Philpott "faces hostility from other prisoners on a daily basis".
The defence teams of Mairead and Mosley also appealed for leniency as part of the mitigation process in the case.
Philpott's criminal record was laid bare in court. It emerged the unemployed man was on bail for a violent road rage incident at the time of the children's deaths.
A week before the fire he had appeared in court and admitted common assault but denied dangerous driving after punching another driver who he thought had pulled out in front of him at a roundabout.
The court was told that a previous girlfriend he stabbed 13 times was so badly hurt that she still has to take medication.
Mrs Justice Thirlwall heard how Philpott attacked Kim Hill in 1978 leaving her severely injured with a broken arm and finger.
He had also been given a police caution for slapping his wife and dragging her from their home by her hair.
My observation
JUSTICE HAS NOT BEEN DONE!
IF JUSTICE HAD BEEN DONE, THE CHILDREN WOULD HAVE BEEN WELL AND ALIVE TODAY!
IMMORALITY IS THE ANTI-CHRIST (DAJJALIC) RELIGION OF ALL WESTERN STATES WHICH THEY ALSO IMPOSE AT GUN POINT ON TO OTHER NATIONS, AND IN PARTICULAR ON TO ALL MUSLIM NATIONS!
My passion is to be
with my grand daughter Layana. I do see her one afternoon after Nursery after a long absence of 5 days and 4 nights!
My reason to live: LOVING AND BEING CONCERNED ABOUT THE WELFARE OF ALL MY LOVED ONES AND MY LINEAGE!
While PLAYBOY girls are embracing Islam, some misled Muslim women (or who embraced the religion just to get the man and his property!), and even more and more mothers feel no necessity to live according to Islam or Godly values (despite their promise and pledge before God!) because of their passion for the ego, materialism, and "Western" or decadent European life-styles.
SENTENCED TO DEATH FOR LANDING ON THE WRONG PLANET, BASHEER PLEADS NOT GUILTY AND WILL SURVIVE, INSHA'ALLAH!!
Thank God, I survived another 10 years, but still struggling very hard while the Western totalitarian governments are sending out tons of weapons and money to murder innoncent and defenceless men, women, children and even babies - defined as genocide by International Law!
Daniel Pelka: Police 'Fell In Love' With Child
Detective Inspector Christopher Hanson, a specialist in child
protection, said it had been the most serious case of child cruelty he
has ever worked on.
"The whole circumstances have had a really profound effect on the investigation team. In many respects we have fallen in love with Daniel, we've worked so hard to achieve justice for him.
"We have photographs of Daniel up and around the office and it was just very, very important to us to do everything we could to provide evidence for the jury, overwhelming evidence in my opinion, that they could quite rightly convict these people who've done this awful crime.
"He was starved, beaten, poisoned and drowned. I can't think of anything else they could have done to this lovely little boy, and I really don't think they recognise what they've done," he said.
DI Hanson said his mother Magdelena Luczak and stepfather Mariusz Krezolek turned Daniel "from a beautiful bright-eyed little boy into, really, a bag of bones".
"Daniel was severely beaten. We know that on Thursday March 1, 2012, following this beating, he was left in a box room, locked in this room, on his own, starving hungry in the dark, where he died all alone, and he was found dead in the early hours of Saturday morning on March 3.
"I'm quite clear about this, my opinion is that they only sought help for Daniel when he was dead, and of course at that point they had possession of a dead child and had to think quickly how they were going to explain it, it was at that point that the telephone call was made to 999 to say that 'I've got a boy here who is very poorly', in my opinion Daniel had already been dead for some time.
"It's unimaginable cruelty, Daniel had a terrible little life and I only hope that his parents spend a very, very long time in prison, if not the rest of their lives in prison, and they think about what they did to Daniel every day that they are in prison," he said.
DI Hanson added that it was "chilling" how, as Daniel lay dying, Luczak and Krezolek "carried on as normal, feeding themselves, looking at computers, went out shopping, almost as if Daniel didn't exist and it just shows the pure contempt that they had for Daniel and his life".
The detective, who works in the West Midlands Police child abuse unit in Coventry, said Daniel started school in September 2011 as a "bright eyed, plump little boy" and "went downhill from there".
"I don't think it (the abuse) would have been obvious very early on but as Daniel deteriorated, (it) became worse and worse and worse, it then became more obvious," he explained.
"But of course, we are dealing with perpetrators who are very convincing, and very cunning, and deeply dishonest, and painted a picture of Daniel being a very poorly little boy and having this eating disorder and disease that meant he couldn't put on weight and bruised easily.
"Obviously their cruelty was covert in many ways but they did everything they could to cover it up, conceal it and disguise it as illness which again for me completely aggravates the whole abuse."
During the trial, a sibling of Daniel's, who cannot be named for legal reasons, gave evidence. The child, who was not abused, told how they hid food for Daniel, and tried to look after him.
"I have seen this before where one child for some reason is singled out, which is particularly cruel in my opinion, but the sibling that we're talking about, don't forget, witnessed what was happening to their brother," DI Hanson said.
"It had a tremendous effect on them psychologically of course.
"It's completely unbearable to think that this went on in this small house in front of the sibling, the sibling did everything they could to try and help their brother but I'm sure it's had a profound effect on the sibling as well."
Daniel Pelka: Police 'Fell In Love' With Child
By Lisa Dowd, Sky News Correspondent | Sky News – 3 hours ago
- View PhotoDaniel Pelka: Police 'Fell In Love' With Child
- Article: Daniel Pelka: Mum And Partner Guilty Of MurderSky News - 3 hours ago
- Article: Daniel Pelka murder: Parents kept the four-year-old "prisoner"Yahoo! News - 10 hours ago
- Article: 'Lead him to the room and lock him there': The chilling texts which condemned Daniel Pelka's mother and stepfatherYahoo! News - 9 hours ago
A senior detective has told Sky News how he and his team "fell in love" with murdered Daniel Pelka as they investigated how the four-year-old was "starved, beaten, poisoned and drowned".
"The whole circumstances have had a really profound effect on the investigation team. In many respects we have fallen in love with Daniel, we've worked so hard to achieve justice for him.
"We have photographs of Daniel up and around the office and it was just very, very important to us to do everything we could to provide evidence for the jury, overwhelming evidence in my opinion, that they could quite rightly convict these people who've done this awful crime.
"He was starved, beaten, poisoned and drowned. I can't think of anything else they could have done to this lovely little boy, and I really don't think they recognise what they've done," he said.
DI Hanson said his mother Magdelena Luczak and stepfather Mariusz Krezolek turned Daniel "from a beautiful bright-eyed little boy into, really, a bag of bones".
"Daniel was severely beaten. We know that on Thursday March 1, 2012, following this beating, he was left in a box room, locked in this room, on his own, starving hungry in the dark, where he died all alone, and he was found dead in the early hours of Saturday morning on March 3.
"I'm quite clear about this, my opinion is that they only sought help for Daniel when he was dead, and of course at that point they had possession of a dead child and had to think quickly how they were going to explain it, it was at that point that the telephone call was made to 999 to say that 'I've got a boy here who is very poorly', in my opinion Daniel had already been dead for some time.
"It's unimaginable cruelty, Daniel had a terrible little life and I only hope that his parents spend a very, very long time in prison, if not the rest of their lives in prison, and they think about what they did to Daniel every day that they are in prison," he said.
DI Hanson added that it was "chilling" how, as Daniel lay dying, Luczak and Krezolek "carried on as normal, feeding themselves, looking at computers, went out shopping, almost as if Daniel didn't exist and it just shows the pure contempt that they had for Daniel and his life".
The detective, who works in the West Midlands Police child abuse unit in Coventry, said Daniel started school in September 2011 as a "bright eyed, plump little boy" and "went downhill from there".
"I don't think it (the abuse) would have been obvious very early on but as Daniel deteriorated, (it) became worse and worse and worse, it then became more obvious," he explained.
"But of course, we are dealing with perpetrators who are very convincing, and very cunning, and deeply dishonest, and painted a picture of Daniel being a very poorly little boy and having this eating disorder and disease that meant he couldn't put on weight and bruised easily.
"Obviously their cruelty was covert in many ways but they did everything they could to cover it up, conceal it and disguise it as illness which again for me completely aggravates the whole abuse."
During the trial, a sibling of Daniel's, who cannot be named for legal reasons, gave evidence. The child, who was not abused, told how they hid food for Daniel, and tried to look after him.
"I have seen this before where one child for some reason is singled out, which is particularly cruel in my opinion, but the sibling that we're talking about, don't forget, witnessed what was happening to their brother," DI Hanson said.
"It had a tremendous effect on them psychologically of course.
"It's completely unbearable to think that this went on in this small house in front of the sibling, the sibling did everything they could to try and help their brother but I'm sure it's had a profound effect on the sibling as well."
FAMILY LIFE STARTS LIKE THIS EVEN AMONG THE IMPOVERISHED CLASSES AND OFTEN ENDS UP IN TRAGEDY!
My once 'beautiful' French wife Sylviane Paulette, her father Paul Garnier, and her "sister" Manon Mariscalchi.
Sylviane's orphan niece Nathalie Mariscalchi (her alleged maternal grandfather was Alfred Mariscalchi).
I
took care of her when she was abandoned by her mother and brought her
back to health and sanity. Nathalie later 'married' and had two
children. I heard some time ago (2006) that she died in "mysterious circumstances" after she told me her alcoholic husband had threatened to kill her by throwing her off the balcony of her mother's apartment! She was killed in exactly that manner!
Roshan,
As salaamu 'alaykum wa rahamatullahi ta'ala wa barakatuhu!
This may come as a surprise to you, but I regret your part of the family has cut ties with us. All you must have heard about us can only be lies. What happened to my small family would be summarised briefly as: hypocrisy, treachery, unfaithfulness, namakharaamy, and above all the love of money!
But, I am pleased to see that you have not completely forgotten about us.
Thanks.
Regards.
Basheer
As salaamu 'alaykum wa rahamatullahi ta'ala wa barakatuhu!
This may come as a surprise to you, but I regret your part of the family has cut ties with us. All you must have heard about us can only be lies. What happened to my small family would be summarised briefly as: hypocrisy, treachery, unfaithfulness, namakharaamy, and above all the love of money!
But, I am pleased to see that you have not completely forgotten about us.
Thanks.
Regards.
Basheer
P.S. The link is just to give you a little idea about what is going on for those who are interested.
AMOR MIO, FIGLIO MIO,Yet, without God and a Pure
Heart, there is no Humanity left in the World!Never let any woman
control your destiny like I foolishly did, but as so many…
muhammad-ali-ben-marcus.blogspot.com|By FRÉMAUX SOORMALLY
Muhammad Ali Ben Marcus Roshan
As salaamu 'alaykum!
I will not post anymore on your page. I just responded following your own intervention on a common issue. But, surely I have unforgivably disturbed members of your facebook family and tribe, so I will keep away from them and their likes. Please, feel free to remove this post whenever you feel like it as I have learned my lesson with them lot, and I do not need more.
But, no matter what, I will always keep a good souvenir of your visit to what was once my home (Palestine!).
Sincere regards
Basheer
As salaamu 'alaykum!
I will not post anymore on your page. I just responded following your own intervention on a common issue. But, surely I have unforgivably disturbed members of your facebook family and tribe, so I will keep away from them and their likes. Please, feel free to remove this post whenever you feel like it as I have learned my lesson with them lot, and I do not need more.
But, no matter what, I will always keep a good souvenir of your visit to what was once my home (Palestine!).
Sincere regards
Basheer
P.S. Only for open-minded humans and real family and friends. I HAD A DREAM, A FANTASY, AND I BELIEVED IN ANGELS.
http://bafremauxsoormally.blogspot.co.uk/.../i-had-dream...
bafremauxsoormally.blogspot.com|By FRÉMAUX SOORMALLY
After,
I received praise, blessings and invitations, the "family" lashed out
at me so viciously that I did not last even a few minutes on their
narcissistic and fanatic medium! One particular character by the name
of "Noorjehan Bungshy" was the most vicious.
Also,
I was told (ordered) to remove my comment about a character who helped
destroy my home and family! A Saint amongst the tribe, most probably!
AND THEY ARE ALL PREACHING "ISLAM"!
6 comments:
While I came into this world seeking for human relationship and companionship, to serve one and all, others came (or evolved from the apes?) to be served, steal, cheat, lie, and lead their lives as parasites and vampires.
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BAFS
Monday 2nd of May 2016Muhammad Ali Ben Marcus
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I LOVE MY FAMILY & FRIENDS - I NEVER SEE THEM!
August 10, 2017 at 4:14 PM
TO MY FATHER
I love you, father, for the good and the bad, even when you and others tried so hard to destroy me, my life, and my loved ones. I know that you are no more, nowhere except in the elements where we all came from. It is all in our imagination, but, yet we become better human beings when we remember the good, the good days, and are grateful!. Your one and only son. The other nine or ten are all sons and daughters of the Devil! YOUR OWN SONS AND DAUGHTERS! Yes, I love you, and I am indebted to you, a debt I was not allowed to repay!
BAFSTHIS IS ABSOLUTE GARBAGE!
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AND THE CHILDREN?
PEOPLE COME INTO YOUR LIFE:
FOR SEXUAL SATISFACTION
FOR MONEY
FOR FAME
FOR SETTING UP A FAMILY
FOR SELFISH INTERESTS
FOR MULTIPLE REASONS
IGNORING WHAT LIFE IS REALLY ABOUT
THEY (ESPECIALLY WOMEN( MAKE OR BREAK A FAMILY WITH UTTER CRUELTY AND THEY ARE OFTEN HELPED BY THE LAW TO DESTROY THE HUSBAND AND FATHER OF THEIR CHILDREN
WHO GIVES A DAMN WHEN THE OTHER IS JUST A FRIEND, CO-WORKER, A NEIGHBOUR, OR ANY FAMILY MEMBER?
THE MAIN CONCERN SHOULD BE ABOUT MARRIED COUPLES WITH CHILDREN, THE DAMAGE DONE TO CHILDREN CAUSED BY EITHER PARTNER (USUALLY THE MOTHER)?
THE DAMAGES CAUSED BY MILLIONS OF SINGLE MOTHERS!
THE DAMAGES CAUSED BY IMMORAL, TREACHEROUS, UNGRATEFUL AND DIABOLICAL PARTNERS!
THIS REASON, SEASON AND LIFETIME EXCUSES ONLY PORTRAYS THE DRAMA OR TRAGEDY OF LIFE ONLY SUPERFICIALLY AND UNFAIRLY!
BAFS
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f-PnFItnx2U
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Coach Carpenter
A poem I really like to share with others and means to me.
This helps people realize why we there are different types of relationships in our lives.
People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.
When you figure out which one it is,
you will know what to do for each person.
When someone is in your life for a REASON,
it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.
They have come to assist you through a difficulty;
to provide you with guidance and support;
to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.
They may seem like a godsend, and they are.
They are there for the reason you need them to be.
Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,
this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done.
The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.
Some people come into your life for a SEASON,
because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.
They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.
They may teach you something you have never done.
They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.
Believe it. It is real. But only for a season.
LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons;
things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.
Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person,
and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.
It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.
— Unknown
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AMOR MIO, FIGLIO MIO,
ReplyYet, without God and a Pure Heart, there is no Humanity left in the World!
Never let any woman control your destiny like I foolishly did, but as so many children you never listen!
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