I'm making efforts to try and work on myself, question myself, what I am questioning, doubting, dozens and dozens times, but I've got to face the facts because it serves no purpose to evade the truth, to reality. Ca no point of wanting to escape from its essence.
I am Muslim.
I am a Muslim.
I wanted to be stupid, left my girlfriend cheat from time to time, make photocopies to the eye at work, staring ass girls in the street, drink alcohol, do Ramadan, dredging Girls, make sure that my colleagues share my coltinent job, be spiteful about my neighbors, love, go swimming, sweating cheat sick leave, be petty and hypocritical with my surroundings, making smiles hypcrites in my head service, farting in bed, do not shower every day, be fan of blues, go to the movies three times a week.
short I want to be a unique, singular, with all its facets, its weaknesses, its cowardice, hesitation ... what be NORMAL!
But tonight, watching the Zapping Canal + (16/04/2009) I decided not to try. Sophie Le Saint gave me irrefutable proof that I am a Muslim .
A couple MUSLIMS ( it clear that Sophie ) in the south west has almost kidnapped his eight children for years.
Remind you of the guy in Austria who was kidnapped and raped his daughter for 25 years? Or Natasha Kempuch, kidnapped and held for 8 years.
Me too.
Except I do not know if they were Catholics, Protestants, atheists, agnostics, Buddhists, Taoists, animists, worshiping the asparagus from Flanders or the Solar Temple.
Oh yes I do know one thing: they are not Muslims. So it's complex human beings (what normal) that can not be reduced to one dimension, not like me, Muslim unidmensionnel.
Sophie, a kind of bitch, you got me, I who thought I was safe!
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