PIXEL.ANGEL.BABY

The inspirations, thoughts, moments, dreams and whims of Madiha; 25 ,American/Egyptian, Vegan, living in Giza.
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portobello burgers with vegan blue cheese and caramelized onions

fuckyeahveganlife:

portobello burgers with vegan blue cheese and caramelized onions

The Window

I watch you through a window
With greed and ambition
You are not in my grasp, but can be
But I am tied to this life, and am not free

So many joys, so many regrets
Nothing much helps me to forget
This burning ache inside of me
That wills and yearns to be set free

But what I see within that frame
May be real, or just a game
That toys with people’s hearts
Whom live so far apart

"I wish, I wish", is all I say
I am shackled by my dismay
My confidence has long been shot
Now I face reality, so grim and dark

The dollar, it sways in front of me
Dancing seductively and mockingly
These measly pounds aren’t worth much
Even though the dollar won’t have much luck

In these dire times of sweat and gore
There’s no point in reproducing anymore
What, to bring a child into the this world?
That would be a crime. Don’t be absurd.

A time where governments enslave and implore
All their slaves to work like whores
To fill their pockets, and add to their corruption
Who in turn stab us in the back, without redemption

But somehow this doesn’t stop me
From looking forward
To taking the risk and learning more
About the things that I adore

I just need a plan , I need some goals,
I need to freaking purchase gold
And take a leap of faith, I suppose
Before this window, may be closed.

Written by Madiha M.K

Xavi purring while laying on my leg :).

Xavi purring while laying on my leg :).

vegan-veins:

my mom and sister went to walmart and bought a watermelon and all I heard was “HIDE IT FROM EMILY”

Haha!

The Window

I watch you through a window
With greed and ambition
You are not in my grasp, but can be
But I am tied to this life, and am not free

So many joys, so many regrets
Nothing much helps me to forget
This burning ache inside of me
That wills and yearns to be set free

But what I see within that frame
May be real, or just a game
That toys with people’s hearts
Whom live so far apart

"I wish, I wish", is all I say
I am shackled by my dismay
My confidence has long been shot
Now I face reality, so grim and dark

The dollar, it sways in front of me
Dancing seductively and mockingly
These measly pounds aren’t worth much
Even though the dollar won’t have much luck

In these dire times of sweat and gore
There’s no point in reproducing anymore
What, to bring a child into the this world?
That would be a crime. Don’t be absurd.

A time where governments enslave and implore
All their people to work like whores
To fill their pockets, and add to their corruption
Then stab us in the back, without redemption

But somehow this doesn’t stop me
From looking forward and adapting
To taking the risk and learning more
About the things that I adore

I just need a plan , I need some goals,
I need to freaking purchase gold
And take a leap of faith, I suppose
Before this window may be closed.

By Madiha MK (me)

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Divine Wisdom

Just some reflections I’ve jotted down in my diary:

Given the subjectivity of a Near Death Experiencer’s religious beliefs, it may be that God has many ways and paths to Him. Perhaps it isn’t about “one religion fits all” or an exclusively correct religion. It is about how one connects with God, praises God and loves God. The means, may not be as important as the end.

So that means everyone has their own path. Each religion or faith reflects an individual differently. If I was guided to Islam by God, then that is the path I take. If someone else were guided to Buddism, then that is the path they take. And if God guides a person to something higher or more spiritual, then that also is the path one must take. Everyone is at a different stage of spiritual growth (Remember Allah said in the Quran that it is a loss, he who stumps the growth of his soul)

It is interesting how this coincides with the dream i had a few nights ago, after having prayed to God for guidance and answers. I dreamt I was talking to a monk, someone with wisdom. And he told me that my perception of God is too limited, that Islam is not entirely exclusive, but that every faith has its share of divine guidance and God does not have only one way towards him.


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