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Allah is He Who created you in (a state of) weakness, then gave you strength after weakness, then after strength gave (you) weakness and grey hair. He creates what He wills. And it is He Who is the All Knowing, the All Powerful (i.e. Able to do all things).

It is Allah Who creates you and takes your souls at death; and of you there are some who are sent back to a feeble age, so that they know nothing after having known (much): for Allah is All-Knowing, All-Powerful. (Surat an-Nahl: 70)


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This video is based on the following hadith found in Sahih Muslim No. 7029.

Tamim al-Dari narrated to me that he had sailed in a ship along with thirty men of Bani Lakhm and Bani Judham and had been tossed by waves in the ocean for a month. Then these (waves) took them (near) the land within the ocean (island) at the time of sunset. They sat in a small side-boat and entered that Island. There was a beast with long thick hair (and because of these) they could not distinguish its face from his back. They said: Woe to you, who can you be? Thereupon it said: I am al-Jassasa. They said: What is al-Jassasa? And it said: O people, go to this person in the monastery as he is very much eager to know about you. He (the narrator) said: When it named a person for us we were afraid of it lest it should be a Devil. Then we hurriedly went on till we came to that monastery and found a well-built person there with his hands tied to his neck and having iron shackles between his two legs up to the ankles. We said: Woe be upon thee, who are you? And he said: You would soon come to know about me. but tell me who are you. We said: We are people from Arabia and we embarked upon a boat but the sea-waves had been driving us for one month and they brought as near this island. We got Into the side-boats and entered this island and here a beast met us with profusely thick hair and because of the thickness of his hair his face could not be distinguished from his back. We said: Woe be to thee, who are you? It said: I am al- Jassasa. We said: What is al-Jassasa? And it said: You go to this very person in the monastery for he is eagerly waiting for you to know about you. So we came to you in hot haste fearing that that might be the Devil. He (that chained person) said: Tell me about the date-palm trees of Baisan. We &aid: About what aspect of theirs do you seek information? He said: I ask you whether these trees bear fruit or not.

We said: Yes Thereupon he said: I think these would not bear fruits. He said: Inform me about the lake of Tabariyya? We said: Which aspect of it do you want to know? He said: Is there water in it? They said: There is abundance of water in it. Thereupon he said: I think it would soon become dry. He again said: Inform me about the spring of Zughar. They said: Which aspect of it you want to know? He (the chained person) said: Is there water in it and does it irrigate (the land)? We said to him: Yes, there is abundance of water in it and the inhabitants (of Medina) irrigate (land) with the help of it, He said: Inform me about the unlettered Prophet; what has he done? We said: He has come out from Mecca and has settled In Yathrib (Medina). He said: Do the Arabs fight against him? We said: Yes. He said: How did he deal with him? We informed him that he had overcome those in his neighbourhood and they had submitted themselves before him. Thereupon he said to us: Had it actually happened? We said: Yes. Thereupon he said: If it is so that is better for them that they should show obedience to him. I am going to tell you about. myself and I am Dajjal and would be soon permitted to get out and so I shall get out and travel in the land, and will not spare any town where I would not stay for forty nights except Mecca and Medina as these two (places) are prohibited (areas) for me and I would not make an attempt to enter any one of these two. An angel with a sword in his hand would confront me and would bar my way and there would be angels to guard every passage leading to it; then Allaah's Messenger (sallAllaahu alayhi wa sallam) striking the pulpit with the help of the end of his staff said: This implies Taiba meaning Medina. Have I not, told you an account (of the Dajjal) like this? 'The people said: Yes, and this account narrated by Tamim Dari was liked by me for it corroborates the account which I gave to you in regard to him (Dajjal) at Medina and Mecca. Behold he (Dajjal) is in the Syrian sea (Mediterranian) or the Yemen sea (Arabian sea). Nay, on the contrary, he As In the east, he is in the east, he is in the east, and he pointed with his hand towards the east. I (Fatima bint Qais) said: I preserved It In my mind (this narration from Allaah's Messenger (sallAllaahu alayhi wa sallam).


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ktXO1g7Wc8o

One of the biggest issues facing Muslim youth today is the obsession with music, parties and dance clubs. This lifestyle undoubtedly distracts us from our purpose in life and keeps us away from the truth. This is the story of Aiman and Nour who turned around their lives completely and are now active practicing Muslims.



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Comforting Reflections: When Allah Claims Your Heart.

Posted on July 3, 2014


It is said that the sin of taking and dealing with Ribaa is one of the worst sins that man can commit. So much so that Allah Says in the Qur’an: ”Those who eat Riba will not stand (on the Day of Resurrection) except like the standing of a person beaten by Shaytan leading him to insanity.’ Ibn `Abbas said, “On the Day of Resurrection, those who consume Ribaa will be resurrected while insane and suffering from seizures.”

So why was this punishment chosen for one of the major sins prohibited by Allah?

Because being ‘tapped’ by the Shaytaan…is by far one of the worst and most painful experiences that a human can go through. That a Muslim can go through. Because we are believers in the Oneness of Allah, our Beautiful Rabb and we are the lovers of obeying Him. So imagine how we feel being possessed by beings inside of us who are the complete opposite to our beliefs? Who love Shirk, disobedience, lewd actions and every sin imaginable; who love to taunt you with your weakest points and scare you with your worst fears. Who wish nothing but grief for you. Who wish for you to be far and far from Allah as far the East is from the West. It makes me cry in sadness. And I know you cry too.

Our Salah is no more with Khushu. Our Duas are tainted by static evil thoughts. Our tears are blocked by the evil hands of devils. And the chambers of our heart are clogged by doubtful thoughts, evil whispers and a numb throb that never leaves. We no longer smile in peace. Or sleep in peace. Or sit in peace. Or even cry in peace.

Except for glimpses. Yes, there are glimpses of how we once were. Of a time before this war began. It could be after reciting much of the Qur’an. Or after crying profusely to Allah. Or it can happen when you stumble upon a verse that hits you as if it were meant only for you. We get glimpses of peace, away from this turmoil that we call ‘Possession’.

When we realize that….Allah is so close to us.

There was a time when I was entirely consumed by depression and evil whispers of the Jinn. I had almost given up on life- or what life I had because I already felt like a corpse. Numb and emotionless. Overcome by grief, I cried and cried to Allah to just give me a moment of happiness again. I so desperately wished for some relief.

And by the miracle of Dua alone, the next day I woke up as if I was not afflicted at all. I smiled. SubhanAllah I smiled. I laughed with my family. I took great gulps of fresh air, letting tranquility overtake me. My eyes even watered with thankfulness.

And I knew with certainty that this was from Allah.

A reflection…

‘And when My servants ask you, [O Muhammad], concerning Me - indeed I am near. I respond to the invocation of the supplicant when he calls upon Me.’

‘Indeed I am near’ – Wallahi, this Ayaah resonates inside of my heart and I hold it close to me in my darkest moments. And here, Allah Addresses Himself as ‘I’ and not ‘We’ which He, Subhana Wata ‘ala only Uses in cases of extreme Love. All of us have experienced something at some point in our life- a sudden inspiration that tells you…Allah is With you. It could be when your Dua is answered. It could be when a friend comforts you exactly when you needed it. Or when a neighbor gives you some food that you were craving right that minute. Or just a light whisper telling to ‘keep going’.

This is clearly from Allah Subhana Wata ‘ala Who Promised to answer every Dua.

A reflection…

He also promised something else:

‘For indeed, with hardship comes ease. Indeed, with hardship comes ease’ (Surah Sharh).

So why do we panic when hardship knocks on our door? Because we forget the Promises of Allah and we end up relying upon creation and nothing seems more greater than our problem and our enemies. Even though we echo ‘AllahuAkbar’ in every Salah! So what does Allah Subhana Wata ‘ala mean by this ayaah? How can hardship and ease be coupled together?

Let me ask you. You are possessed and probably been possessed for years yet you are somehow still alive yes? You somehow find strength to continue. You even fight this affliction even though you are probably overwhelmed by this world of the unseen. I am sure you will also remember times when it didn’t seem so bad. Or when people supported you at the right time. And you somehow found extra Rizq just when things were getting desperate right? And how did you come to know of this affliction? Who directed towards knowing about this affliction is and guiding you towards the path of Shifaa?

Allah did. This is His ease for you in this hardship- hardship was not given except with a ship to sail through its strong waves. The fact that you are reading this page is a direction from Allah to remember His Promises again. To remember His nearness. To remember that which the Shayateen wish for you to forget.

A reflection…

Therefore if the pains of this world tire you do not grieve. For it may be that Allah wishes to hear your voice by way of dua. So pour out your desires in prostration and forget about it and know, that verily Allah does not forget it.”

Ibn al Qayyim (rahimahullah).

Many times, we deem actions as cruel or a withholding when really they are actions of love by the ones who love us. When our Mother would stop us from going out alone at night, it was because she cared for our safety. Or when our Father pushed us in exams, it was because He wished for us to do succeed. And when a thorn pricked you…it was only so your sins could be forgiven.

So when Allah Subhana Wata ‘ala Wills a hardship to fall upon you, it is never to hurt you. Or to make you fall to the ground. And if you did fall to the ground- it was only so you could find Sujood. Allah Loves us so much that He wishes us to be so close to Him all the time. And sadly, many of us only draw close to Him when we are afflicted by a hardship. How ungrateful we became…

And how else could we be purified from the stains of our sins if not by the washing of our tears?

Had we really contemplated on how Allah Azza Wajal plans the Best for us, we would panic less and have tawakkul more. We would feel defeated less and feel surety more. We would humbly accept our hardships as a warning from Allah- that we had distant ourselves from Him so He was merely calling us back.

And we should run back. Through patience, through Salah, through steadfastness, through Qur’an, through high hopes and through Dua. Come on, my Brothers and Sisters, run back to Him because our solace only lies in Him. Subhana Wata ‘ala…You are as You have Praised Yourself.

A reflection…

“Had Allah lifted the veil for His slave and shown him how He handles his affairs for him, and how Allah is more keen for the benefit of the slave than His own self, his heart would have melted out of the love for Allah and would have been torn to pieces out of thankfulness to Allah.

So have heart my afflicted Brothers and Sisters. I feel your pain. I understand your sadness. But we have Allah and He is sufficient for us to carry us through this and He Will heal our hearts. You just need to reflect, remember and reconnect. In sha Allah.

I cried while writing this. Not because of the pain that creation gives me. But, because of the Love that my Creator Gives me.

Leaving the wing of a Mosquito: A True Love Story.

Posted on June 26, 2014

Let me tell you a love story. And this is no ordinary love story about two human beings falling in love with each other and spending their immortal lives together. This is a story that goes beyond this transient earthly life. This is neither about the indescribable bond between a parent and child that almost has no bounds. No conditions. Where a Mother would sacrifice herself for her child if it became necessary.

No, rather this is a story about you and the One whose love has no bounds or limits at all. Who in fact, gave you life, after life, after life. In the womb, on the earth and an everlasting one that is waiting for you. Whose love for you is so powerful that He, Subhana Wata ‘ala, overlooks your mistakes, your sins and your downright disobedience every time you merely repent. Who cares not for how you look or what you wear but looks inside at the beauty of your heart.

He is the One Who stays close to you as a kind Companion when everyone else leaves you abandoned and alone. Who understands the language of your tears, your inner sorrow and constant worries. Who catches you every time you fall even when that fall was most likely a direct disobedience of Him.

Allah Says: ‘And whoever comes to Me walking, I will go to him running. And whoever faces Me with sins nearly as great as the earth, I will meet him with forgiveness nearly as great as that, provided he does not worship something with Me.’

And yet…we fell in love with the wing of a Mosquito? This life?

You know, when we were young and youthful, our minds were full of ideas for the future and our bodies were brimming with energy waiting to be expended. We cared little for responsibilities, duties or fulfilling commands set out for us.

‘Later, I will do it later because right now I am living life…’.

And so we turned away from the greatest Love in our lives and turned to the Dunya to try and satiate the thirst for happiness and self contentment. It all seemed so enchanting and glamourous. How deluded our souls were! Thus, internal conflicts began within us and our chapters were filled with ink etched with pain and confusion. Words of confusion and want. The sadness grew inside of us. Discontentment. Stress. Anxiety. Emptiness. But, out of His Magnificent Mercy and Generosity, what did Allah do?

He sent down an enclosed gift wrapped in trials, hardship and fright.

So what was the gift inside?

Let me take you to another story. A story that you are familiar with, that many of you can relate to. I was also one of the culprits who fell for the wing of the Mosquito. I half heartedly worshipped Allah as I had little understanding. Little passion. Little love. I wasn’t a bad Muslim, but I wasn’t a particularly good one either. I, like many other betrayers had turned more towards the delights of this world and forgot why I was really here. Who I really was. Who really loved me.

And then on a day that I will never forget, I was struck with a guttural pain that seared and teared at the very core of my being. I can not describe it in any other way. The realization of being possessed by devils electrocuted me and I shivered in shock. Eyes wide in gaping horror as I spent every day after this in struggle, confusion and pain. I was losing my mind. I was losing control of my body. I lost my chances at a career or a normal life. I lost my family. I was forced to leave my home after almost being strangled to death. My sleep was disturbed. My smile gone. My peace a distant memory. And I didn’t feel safe anymore.

Little did I know that I was being woken from the deepest slumber of my existence. Yes the finest things of life were taken away from me.

So I could appreciate the finer gifts that He wished to give me.

So what was in the gift box?

Sabr.

Pure exhilarating Sabr. The ability to wrap myself in warm blankets of Sabr when the evilest of Jinn attack me. To taste it in my tears when sorrow overtakes me. To feel it calm my heartbeats when worries engulf me. And to soothe my shivers when I fear abuse in the dark.

Our Beloved Says:

‘And give glad tidings to those who have patience. Those who if in any difficulty or trial, or tribulation occurs to them, they say: ‘Verily We belong to Allah and to Allah we return.’ They are those who will receive prayers from their Lord and Mercy and it is those who are guided.” Surah Baqara.

I was given this gift box on the onset of my Sihr and Jinn affliction but I didn’t bother opening it because I was consumed with worry and panic. I failed to understand what Allah Subhana Wata’ala was trying to tell me. It was only after a year of distress, hard lessons, tears and constant help from Allah that I finally understood.

That this was never about Sihr. Or Jinn. Or hardship. It was just a simple love story.

I had strayed. I had turned myself towards something so insignificant and meaningless: this Dunya. Who is not more worthy or important than the wing of a Mosquito. And because of this I was straying at the edges of a dangerous rocky cliff that could collapse any moment. And I could fall into darkness.

Yet, Allah the Most Merciful, decided to save me. Out of Love. He pulled me out, just in time whilst I still have breath. He showed me love in a way that I simply cannot put to words. But, I can show you through tears when I remember what He has done for me. But, who can understand these tears except only Allah Himself? I find no words to thank Him so I write my thanks in my tears, hoping it will count for something.

So yes, I finally opened this gift that I had neglected and I embraced it. I embraced the true meaning of Sabr and I turned away from the illusion that this life fed me. In fact, I swatted away the wing and turned my attention towards the Creator of all wings. Of all creation. Allah.

I learnt that the purpose of this trial was not to just find the cure, it was to find Allah, my true Love. And if it took all this struggle, pain and tears then it was worth it. And as for the cure? That will come soon, in good time. I know it. Because Allah Subhana Wata’ala is so Merciful that He is too shy to turn our hands away empty handed. And I raise my hands to Him for me and you and all those who are afflicted.

So why did I tell this story? Because I wasn’t the only character in it. You are in it too. Allah is calling you back to Him as well. You also have a gift to open so that you can also understand what Allah is Saying to you. So that you can also find contentment and strength amidst this difficult trial. I implore you to open it and find beautiful gifts.

Beautiful gifts from the One Who Loves you.

“Those who patiently persevere will truly receive a reward without measure!” (az-Zumar 39:10).

When will the Help of Allah come? A Psychological Perspective.

Posted on May 25, 2014 by muslimah22


There is a connection between the psychological state and well being of a person and the Sihr, Evil Eye or Jinn possession that has been inflicted on them.

There is also a connection between the mind and the coming of the cure. For Allah Says ‘I am as my Slave perceives me’. So how much certainty do we perceive and hope in being cured by Allah? Really?

You will find that if a person has had a distressing childhood, or suffered traumatic experiences, or holds repressed negative memories and so on then the effect of Sihr is more strong and the the Jinns have a tighter grip upon their mind and consequently their body and life. People like this (which is most of us) don’t tend to have a strong fighting spirit, they usually believe that they ‘deserve’ this condition and that Allah is punishing them because they are ‘bad Muslims’. Or they believe that this is a test but subconsciously don’t ‘feel’ like striving to get rid of it. The Jinn see this and exaggerate these weaknesses until the patient cannot differentiate between their own thoughts and the thoughts put by Jinn. If the aim of the Sihr is to kill you then the Jinn can easily make you feel like ‘you deserve to die’ or that you are a low individual. Or if the Sihr was created to split you from your spouse then again, the Jinn will target your psychological state by saying that you don’t ‘deserve a good spouse’, feelings of ugliness and low self worth.

Because the effects of Sihr and the presence of Jinn mainly target our psychological and mental state of mind, it is absolutely vital that we first strengthen our mind, personality and inner soul. I have gone through this process myself. I suffered quite a traumatic childhood of abuse, physical abuse, neglect, years of bullying and degradation by various people. And I know the Jinns used this against me because I genuinely felt that death was better than living. I struggled to differentiate between reality and illusion. I felt ugly and dirty. Suicidal and severely depressed. There were times where I almost gave up and allowed the Jinns to hurt me because ‘I just didn’t care anymore’.

It was only until I snapped.

Something inside of me snapped and I had an epiphany moment. That, and I believe Allah Subhana Wata’ala heard my cries and He sent down strength inside of me. For there is no veil between the cries of the oppressed and the Mercy of Allah. It was in this moment that I decided enough was enough and a change took over me. I felt renewed and rejuvenated. Can the Mercy of Allah wash away distress? From then on, I tackled my demons head and on- both my own psychological ones and the real Shayateen. I realized that my self worth was through the identity of being a Muslim- a slave of Allah. I no longer allowed myself to be degraded by any human or jinn.

I began to love my self. I felt loved by Allah. I felt honored because Allah, Al Khaaliq, Al Musawwir, decided to fashion my bones and create me into a human being. And out of billions of humans, He gave me hidayah- Islam. While most walk aimlessly upon this earth like lost cattle. La ilaha illallah.

It took months but I healed most of what was broken in me, by the Will of Allah. I have closed the doors on the scars of the past so the Jinn cannot use this anymore. And like I have mentioned, I now make the Jinn cry the way they used to make me cry. How dare they attempt to harm a slave of Allah who calls upon no one beside Allah? Do they not know that Allah wages war against those who harm his slaves?

I wasn’t going to mention this but I will use it as an example of how Allah Subhana Wata’ala aids His slaves who cry out to Him. Some months ago, when I was weaker and the Jinn were stronger, I actually had another Sihr cast upon me and a new Jinn entered me. This one was extremely disgusting and vicious and planned to rape me in the night. I didn’t…even know how this was possible but I have heard some horror stories. So all day, I felt sick with anguish and worry of what might happen. I couldn’t think, eat or sit properly. It came to a point where I was so scared that I was on the floor crying and crying. I ended up going into sujood and just simply saying ‘Allah Protect me from their plots, Ya Rabbi protect me’. And as the night approached and I was in my bed, I felt intense fear. I felt the Jinn surface through me, laughing menacingly and boasting what he would do to me. I then cried. And the Jinn laughed even more until-

-Suddenly it began to scream. It began to shout saying ‘Arghhhh they are here! The Angels are here!’ And suddenly the Jinn disappeared inside of me and I had control over myself again. But what happened next shocked me to the core. I don’t know how else to describe this (and I don’t expect everyone to believe me) but, I felt Angels surrounding me. They were invisible to me but I could ‘sense’ them. I suddenly started laughing in joy and I felt an indescribable sense of tranquility. In amazement, I shouted to my Sister and explained. She was bewildered but I could still sense Angels around me. After she left, I was overcome with emotion and I fell into sujood because I had never felt so close to Allah. I cried in amazement to Allah because I knew I was experiencing something incredible from the Unseen. I then heard a calm voice speak to me who said ‘We have been sent from the fourth heaven by Allah to protect you from the Shayateen because Allah Has Heard your cries. You must now do Wudu, read Ayatul Kursi and sleep on your right side and we will stand guard by your side so no Shaytan can harm you in the night.’. Although I hadn’t digested what was happening and I was in complete shock… I slept peacefully. I had not slept so peacefully in a long time.

I know many of you may not believe this and conclude that it was in my mind or a Jinn fooled me. But, I know with full certainty that this was a miracle from Allah. There was a similar incident recorded where a robber was going to kill a man who cried “O Most Loving, O Most Loving, O Owner of the majestic Throne, O Initiator, O Returner, O You Who do whatever You will, I ask You by the Light of Your Countenance which fills the pillars of Your Throne, and I ask You by Your Power by which You control all of Your creation, and I ask You by Your mercy which encompasses all things, there is no god but You, O Helper help me!”. After which, an Angel came in the form of a warrior and saved him.

In fact, the next day I told a close friend of what happened and she actually told me that she had a dream about me the same night and that in this dream, the evil Magician was saying ‘she is protected now!’.

So you see, the Help of Allah is ever so near. It comes in many forms and when the slave calls out in desperation then Allah can send an army to help you. In fact the Jinn in my Sister and I always cry in anger saying that we are protected by Angels by all sides. That the more Qur’ an we recite, the more Angels come to protect us, to listen to the Qur’an. This is the case with all of us, we all have Angel protecting us.

I will say that I still have a long way to go but I feel stronger to fight all of this because I have created a big fortress of defense in my mind- with stronger willpower, self worth and most of all…tawakkul in the Help of Allah. I have witnessed vast things of the Unseen that has strengthened my faith. I now clearly see the Akhirah in my mind…I see my home in Jannah…and I will do anything to get there, in sha Allah. Even if I have to crawl through every struggle, hardship and fight every enemy, I will.

My Brothers and Sisters in Islam who are suffering at the hands of Sihr and Jinn…I beg you, do not allow them to break you. Do you think that you are just a Muslim among many? No! Rather, Allah Subhana Wata’ala knows YOU by your own name and He knows every corner of your heart. And if you have suffered psychologically previously then work to heal this, don’t give the Jinn fuel to hurt you. Once you have built your defense and confidence then attack them with full force. And watch how they flee! Their weak reality will be seen. And remain steadfast upon this path until the cure of Allah arrives. For sure, the Help of Allah is so near. And lastly, call out to Him with full certainty that He WILL come to your rescue.

Draw close to Him in devotion, love and worship in such a way that any Jinn or Human near you can’t help but see the light of Islam.

Ya Rabb, Owner of the heavens and the earth, Owner of every living being, the Owner of every cure, cure us all of this illness that leaves no traces of sickness. Oh the Majestic and Powerful One Who Holds our hearts between Your Hands, Keep us steadfast upon Islam until we meet You. And let the happiest day be when we finally meet You, Ameen ya Rabb.

Personal Ruqyah Schedule

Posted on May 9, 2014

THE ABSOLUTE MUSTS:

1) Perfect a sound and complete Aqeedah and Intentions. Place complete trust in Allah, be content with Qadr and strive for His Pleasure.
2) Pray all 5 Salah with Sunnah (take care with Wudhu)- absolute must.
3) Complete 100 (SubhanAllah, Alhamdulilaah, Allahuakbar) Adhkar after each Salah.
4) Read Ayatul Kursi and 3 Quls*
5) Read daily ‘La ilaha illallahu wahdahu la shareekalahu lahul mulku walahu hamdu wa huwa ‘ala kulli shay’in Qadeer’ x 100
5) Say ‘Astaghfirullah x 100 daily.
6) Make constant Dua for Shifaa for all of us.
7) Read Morning and Evening Adhkar- absolute must.
Avoid all sins, lower gaze, don’t displease Parents.

QUR’AN SCHEDULE:

1) Recite all of Surah Baqarah.
2) Recite Surah Yaseen, Jinn, Rahman, Falaq, Naas, Ikhlaas and any other Ruqyah Ayaat.
3) Do 1 hour Ruqyah session over Sister, using Qur’an, spraying Ruqyah water, beating the Jinn, threatening them to die or leave- this also scares my Jinns.
4) Listen to Audio- Ruqyah Shari’ah, Surah Baqara or Ayatul Kursi on replay x 2/3 hours daily.
5) Apply Ruqyah Oil- twice a day.
6) Ruqya Bath- Fill bucket/bath with 3 cups of Ruqya water and mix with normal water, 3 tsp of Ruqyah oil, 1tbp of Sidr powder, 7 Blackseeds and bathe in this for 15-30 minutes. Inwardly recite the Quls and some Duas and repeatedly spittle into the water.

7) Recite the Quls* anytime throughout the day- unlimited.
Recite or listen to Qur’an whenever travelling.
9) Listen to Tafaseer.
10) Learning Quranic Arabic online.
11) Fortnightly Ruqya Session- with trusted Raaqi.
12) Place Mushaf on place of pain- ie shoulder/head (this directly burns Jinn).
13) Use earbuds with Ruqya oil on to clean ears.
14) You can recite and spittle on anything- creams, shampoes, vaseline, oils, clothing, water, vinegers. All this burns the Jinn in sha Allah.

DUA SCHEDULE:

In Salah/Sujood | Friday | After Adhaan | Qiyam | After any good act | After Charity | Anytime- the more the better.

FOOD INTAKE:

1) Start day off with a glass of Ruqyah Zamzam Water (infused with 2tsp of Apple Cider Vinegar, 1tsp of Sea Salt, 1tsp of Ruqyah Olive Oil, 7 Blackseeds). Face Qiblah, say Bismillah, make small dua ‘Oh Allah cure me, No one else can cure me but You’ and drink.

2) Drink 1-3 large cups of Senna Tea before any solid food (Ruqyah water and natural senna leaves until dark brown).
3) Drink Ruqyah water throughout the day.
4) Eat 3-7 Dates.
5) Avoid all junk food, sugary food, fizzy drinks, doubtful food, fried food, food from ‘suspected’ relatives and NO red meat.
6) Restrict diet to- Fish, Chicken, Vegetables, Fruit, Rice, Wholemeal foods, water and tea. *Increase in sour and natural foods such as lime, lemon, ginger, garlic- Jinns HATE it*. So a healthy and moderate diet, eating a third at the most.

7) Recite Quls* and spittle on every meal. Not leave any crumbs.
Start every food with ‘Bismillah’ and end with Alhamdulilaah.
9) Cover food at night time and say ‘Bismillah’.
10) Try Green Tea and see if you react.
11) Try drinking some rain water (recite over it and drink) and see if you react.

MIND POWER

1) Read Duas that reflect total tawwakul in Allah (Fortress Muslim).
2) Self Affirmation- positive encouraging phrases counteracting the negative thoughts and confusion from Shaytaan.
3) Talk aloud to the Jinns- threaten them, show them my confidence and strength.
4) Physically list at least 10 blessings that I am grateful for-daily.
5) Make Dua to Allah from the depths of heart until feel Sakeenah.
6) Stay away from Music.
7) Avoid negative people, people who complain, people who put you down, people who shout excessively.
Compliment 3 things about myself daily- Physical or inward etc.
9) Remind self of Jannah and promised reward.
10) Avoid focusing on Waswasa- keep distracted.
11) Keep Self Esteem high- don’t put self down.
12) Spare at least 30 minutes to relax and laugh with family- keeps the mind positive.
13) Reward self when complete a good Ruqyah schedule- ie a day out, chocolate (in moderation).
14) Make conscious effort to do more the next day.
15) Never ever despair.
16) Try not to utter what the Shayateen are saying or how they are affecting you- this fills them with pride.
17) Regularly smile and laugh to lighten the heart

RUQYAH FOR HOUSE

1) No pictures on walls.
2) Keep Qur’an on as much as possible.
3) Little or no T.V
4) ALWAYS read Dua when entering house.
5) Keep house clean and nice smelling- perfume or incense.
6) Close doors and windows at Maghrib time with Basmalah.
7) Nothing signifying Shirk ie Taweez.
Keep Toilet door closed.
9) Surah Baqara recited daily or every 3 days minimum.
10) No Music or Musical instruments.
11) Spray corners of Walls with Ruqyah water.
12) Regularly read or put Adhaan on.
13) Avoid taking things off ‘suspected’ relatives- ie gifts, ornaments and food.
14) Put all dolls and teddy bears away (I have been told that Jinn can enter these and spy on you). Creepy.
15) Minimize arguments and fighting.
16) Spread Salam.

MENSES (SISTERS ONLY)

1) Be.on.guard- they try to attack more.
2) Do MORE adhkar where you would normally pray.
3) Recite as much as you can from memory, or even Qur’an off phone etc.
4) Have someone recite on you.
5) Be aware of emotional fluxes- Shayateen want to *make* you excessively upset and angry, feel ugly and fat.
6) Do daily 20 minute refreshing walk.
7) Put lots of Atr on.
Apply thick layer of Ruqyah Olive Oil daily
9) Keep yourself surround by good people, avoid isolation.
10) Keep self positive- do things that keep you happy and positive.
11) You are more prone to crying- do it but turn your tears towards Allah and seek His helps. Get it out of the system and move on.
12) Quls, Quls, Quls all all all day!
13) Some chocolate man lol

EXTRAS

1) Hijama (can’t do much as low money).
1) Exercise daily- at least 20 minutes. Walking mainly, Cycling, Swimming.
2) Pray Tahajjud- at least twice a week.
4) Apply Atr- Black/White Musk or any strong smelling Atr. Apply near nostrils and ears.
5) Use Siwaak to brush teeth.
6) Wear all clothes from right side and Basmalah before undressing- Jinn can feel attracted towards you.
7) Carefully dispose of hair and nails and old clothes.
7) Help others in need- as Allah then will help me.
Give in small charity regularly.
9) If feel movement in body- pinch or hit that part (should hit Jinn).
10) Light Incense that have been read on.
11) Do as many acts of Ibadah as possible, listen to lectures, learning names of Allah and actively help the Ummah.
12) Keep personal diary- to note all changes, improvements and future goals.

*Quls- Surah Falaq, Nass and Ikhlas.

LASTLY, be consistent, resilient, confident, positive and constantly keep your connection with Allah alive. Be like an elastic band that never tires of springing back even when it is pulled smacked or stretched. Keep eyes on end goal- Jannah with Allah. Jannah with Allah. Jannah with Allah.

And Allah Knows Best.

A 32-year-old man in Norway has admitted to raping his own two-month old son and then distributing the film to an online paedophile network, at the start of what the prosecutor has called one of the most “serious abuse cases in Norwegian legal history”.

“My client has chosen to confess to all charges and lay all his cards on the table,” the man’s lawyer told the court at the start of the trial on Monday, according to Norway's Aftenposten newspaper.

Police began tracking the group last year after they found the harrowing video of the rape among files seized from the computer of a suspected paedophile.

“We knew nothing about this child, but on the video we could hear the sound of voices from Norwegian radio or television in the background,” District Attorney Kristin Røhne said in the prosecution statement.

Police traced the video to the 34-year-old who had already been convicted in 2009 of sexually assaulting a minor, and also of distributing videos of child abuse and assault.



The 32-year-old is in court alongside the 34-year-old man to whom he sent the video, a 27-year-old man, and two women, one 27, the other 43.

All are being charged with involvement in a paedophile ring whose members filmed their own children in sexual positions or acts.

"The abuse case is being characterised as one of the most serious in Norwegian legal history, because the people involved had had a sexual interest in very young children," Røhne said.

According to the prosecution, the 43-year-old woman filmed her two children, then ten and 13 years old, in sexual positions.

The other three defendants, including the 34-year-old, have been charged with raping the 27-year-old woman’s two-month old baby.

http://www.thelocal.no/20150303/norway-man-raped-own-two-month-old-baby

Plans to build an Islamic university for 5,000 students in a small town in Italy's heel will help change attitudes towards Muslims, organizers say. But many locals are afraid that it will change the character of Lecce - and are asking who's paying for it


Carrying a shoulder bag full of books about African culture, Ibrahima Diokhane has come to the centre of Lecce on a damp Saturday morning to meet Giampiero Palladini, the Italian businessman hoping to bring what would be Europe’s first Islamic University to the city.

Diokhane, from Senegal, has lived in Italy for 17 years, the last five of which have been in Lecce, a historic walled city in the heart of Puglia’s Salento region with a bustling student community.

He’s come to offer encouragement for a project, seen by its promoters as “an instrument for peace” but which has divided a city that otherwise prides itself on its openness.

“We need something that could help change people’s attitudes towards being Muslim,” he tells The Local.

At first glance, Italy’s ‘deep south’ might seem like an odd choice for an Islamic University compared to the more prosperous north, where more than half of Italy’s 1.5 million Muslims live. And the 5,000 students will certainly make their presence felt in the town of 95,000 inhabitants.

But for Palladini, a Muslim convert born in Lecce, the location makes complete sense.

“This is not something separate, it’s something that fully blends in with the history of the south,” he tells The Local, referring to a period in the ninth century when parts of Puglia were controlled by Muslims.

“Geographically, we are also closer to the Arab world than we are to some parts of Italy’s north, and we feel this at a psychological level too.”

He describes Puglia, whose president, Nichi Vendola, is one of only two gay regional governors in Italy, the second, Rosario Crocetta, being in Sicily, as a ‘utopia’ when compared to the rest of the country.

“We are very open. For centuries, we have welcomed foreigners. We are generally more relaxed than people in the north.”

Palladini, who also heads up Confime, a confederation for Mediterranean businesses, was speaking after a press conference on Saturday to announce that the project has been registered and land obtained on the outskirts of Lecce to build a campus that will include accommodation, sports facilities and a mosque.

The university, which still needs accreditation from the Ministry of Education, would initially teach courses in philosophy, literature and theology, and would be open to all students in Italy and abroad.

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But rising angst over persistent threats from the Isis extremist group has rubbed off on some locals' attitudes to Islam. In this environment, the bid to attract more Muslims to the area, and to an institution that will have Islamic teaching at its core, has fuelled tension in the city.

Paolo Perrone, the mayor of Lecce, told the local newspaper, Quotidiano di Lecce, last week that “at this particular time in history, the city isn’t ready”. Perrone, who was voted Italy's "most loved mayor" in 2013, declined to comment further when contacted by The Local.

Meanwhile Severo Martini, a councillor from the city’s planning unit, says the project has “caused alarm” among residents, especially in the aftermath of the deadly attacks by Islamic extremists at the office of Charlie Hebdo, a satirical magazine, in Paris in early January.

Martini was among the councillors who last month rejected a permit request from Palladini to renovate a former tobacco factory to house the university.

“Our worries are that, at this time, the climate isn’t good for this type of project,” he tells The Local.

“Our other concern was where the funding is coming from. This part wasn’t transparent.”

But despite the objections, the local authority has no influence on whether or not the project will materialize.

The funding of the university is a subject of much controversy. Middle Eastern states' funding of mosques has raised concerns elsewhere in Europe about the promotion of radical forms of Islam. In February, Austria banned foreign funding of mosques.

Palladini is so far vague about where the money will come from. He says he will need €45 million to bring the university into existence, and claims to already have secured a number of pledges. He is not yet revealing any identities, but says they are mostly private sponsors from Arab nations, including Qatar and Kuwait.

He says he’ll firm up those pledges over the next couple of months and shrugs off fears that the money could originate from those funding terrorism or that the university will bring trouble.

“With the likes of Isis, it is a fear that didn’t exist a few years ago,” he says.

“But Muslims are even more afraid right now. We’re all afraid together. People need to understand that the Muslim world isn’t Isis.”

The aim of the university is to promote culture and integration as well as open up the prospects for job opportunities abroad for young Italians.

“You won’t win a war with weapons. The war will be won with culture, science and intelligence.”

Giovanni, a bar owner, agrees.

“Why not? For centuries we’ve welcomed foreigners, Albanians, Greeks, Libyans..." he says, adding that most young people are in favour of the project.

“It could bring cultural and economic benefits. The problem is the older generation. Our city is full of churches and Catholic symbols…this level of diversity is hard for them to accept. But at the end of the day it’s a university, for study, not to bring terrorism.”

Others beg to differ.

“I don’t want it,” says Giuseppe Tondo, who is out of work.

“This is our home. Foreigners come here but they don’t try to fit in. When we emigrated in the 1960s, we adapted to other countries’ customs. They don’t.”
http://www.thelocal.it/20150304/islamic-college-plan-split-italian-town-lecce

The Metamorphosis

After a successful second audition (which was about her standing naked and being exposed to an evil force), Sarah gets the ultimate privilege: A meeting with the producer. Before leaving her apartment, the movie emphasizes the red dress she is wearing: All of her friends comment on it, one of them even adds that “it is a bit much”.
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In the occult elite’s color codes, the red dress signifies turmoil, metamorphosis and sacrifice. The dress indicates that this meeting is another step in her initiation.

At the meeting, the producer of Astraeus Pictures tells Sarah what all producers tell young, impressionable girls when they want to lure them into a soul-selling contract:


“We audition a lot of young women in this building, but very few ever make it to this room. Some pretty big names went through here, going way back”.

This implies that the Hollywood elite’s way of functioning has been going on for decades.


“The role of Celeste is a really big deal for a young actress with no other credits to her name. Your face will be on a poster, a poster on a wall, a wall in the lobby, a lobby in a movie theater, a theater with a marquee.”

For a girl working at Big Taters, hearing these words is what she’s been waiting for her entire life – and the producer knows it. He then touches her inappropriately, and things get real.

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When the producer starts puts his hand up Sarah’s dress, she gets a taste of the true price of fame.

When Sarah tries to make him stop by asking him if he wants her to read some lines, he replies:


“Sarah, THIS is the audition. You are at the gates. All you need is for me to open them for you”.

Once again, nobody is interested in Sarah showcasing her acting talents. The “audition” is once again about her being degraded into giving up her body. Sarah refuses the advances and storms out of the room.

Her return to reality is however extremely difficult. She must beg to get her job back at Big Taters and, coincidentally, she is also told that about a million girls would love to have her steady waitressing job. She then regrets walking out of the producer’s room and begins rationalizing doing the unthinkable:


“I kind of feel I’m selling my soul already. So it might as well be for something I love.”

The Initiation

Under the influence of drugs and, since the second audition, with something evil burgeoning inside of her, Sarah decides to go back to see the producer. For that meeting, she wears another symbolic dress.
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Astraeus Pictures

When Sarah tells her friends that she auditioned for Astreus Pictures, she is told that “they’re legit” and “the real deal”. In other words, it is one of the few “big time” production companies that produces blockbuster hits. The symbolism associated with Astraeus Pictures subtly tells us about the true forces behind the movie business.

First, Astraeus is the name of a Titan god of Greek mythology and is mostly known for being the god of the dusk. As you might know, dusk is what immediately precedes the darkness of the night … the same way this production company brings darkness to the world.

The logo of Astraeus is also quite telling : It is the top half of a unicursal hexagram.
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Left : The logo of Astraeus Pictures. Right : A full unicursal hexagram.

The unicursal hexagram is an important symbol in ritual magic and occult secret societies. It is also the main symbol associated with Aleister Crowley’s philosophy: Thelema.


The unicursal hexagram is so-called because it can be drawn unicursally- that is, in one continuous movement. This is significant when forming figures in ritual magick, where a continuous line is preferred to an interrupted movement.

The symbol was devised by the Golden Dawn, and later adapted by Aleister Crowley as a device of personal significance. It is often worn by Thelemites as a sign of religious identification and recognition.
– Symbol Dictionary, Unicursal Hexagram

Today, the Thelema is taught by a secret society that is extremely influential in the entertainment industry : the Ordo Templi Orientis (O.T.O.). It is one of the main forces behind the occult, ritualistic side of Hollywood. The O.T.O is also subtly referred to in another “eye opening” movie, Stanley Kubrick’s Eyes Wide Shut (read my series of articles about it here).

An important part of the O.T.O’s teachings is sex magick – and we definitely witness some of it in Starry Eyes.

Second Audition

Although she is treated with utter contempt by the production company, Sarah is excited to get a second audition. She is told that the only reason she got a second audition was because of her hair-pulling display – and nothing else. Once again, they are emphasizing on the fact that it is not about talent but what she is ready to do to be a star.
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At the second audition, things are very different. She enters a dark room with a spotlight pointed at her.

At the second audition, Sarah wears a dress of pale color, which symbolizes her state of purity/innocence. We will later see that the movie follows the exact color code we see in other music videos and movies analyzed on Vigilant Citizen: White (or a pale color) symbolizes purity/innocence, red stands for transformation/sacrifice, and black for initiation. Countless females artists have appeared in videos that symbolically tell the “good girl gone bad” narrative and they all go through this succession of colors. Starry Eyes is somewhat of a behind-the-scenes look at what truly happens during that metamorphosis.

When Sarah enters the dark room at the second audition, she is immediately told to strip naked – although the role does not require nudity. Once again, it is not about the role, it is about something way beyond that. It is about turning a girl towards the dark side.

She is told:

“Let your inhibitions go. If you can’t fully let yourself go, how can you ever transform into something else?”

The light then starts flashing and Sarah appears to undergo a process akin to mind control and demon possession. Each time the light flashes, we see Sarah either making a demonic face or feeling physical pleasure.
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During a split second, we see this thing appear on screen while the light flashes. We will later see these mysterious hooded men in the occult rituals of the production company.

At the end of the process, Sarah appears completely consumed. She then notices the pendant worn by one of the auditioners.
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The auditioner wears a pentagram with a line going through it.

In short, this was not an audition, it was a hypnotic mind control session intermixed with an occult ritual. Welcome to Astraeus Pictures.

“Starry Eyes” : A Movie About the Occult Hollywood Elite – and How it Truly Works
Starry Eyes is a horror movie about a struggling actress getting mixed up with the Hollywood elite. Through the metamorphosis of the main character, the movie describes how the entertainment world actually works: via rituals, blood sacrifice, and occult initiation.

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Warning : This article deals with subject matters that might be disturbing to some. Also, colossal spoilers ahead!

Starry Eyes is a typical horror flick: scary, bloody and disgusting. But the most disturbing part of this movie is not the gore and the violence: It is the fact that there is truth in it, a dark truth that many of us would rather ignore. The movie puts it all there, however, right in our faces, as it graphically describes all of the horrific implications. Starry Eyes puts on screen the dark and depraved side of the entertainment industry and the sick motivations of the people who rule it. It exposes the viewers to the elite’s obsession with sexual exploitation, blood sacrifices and satanic rituals as they bask in wealth and social admiration.

While many perceive Starry Eyes as a purely fictional film commenting on the desperation of starving artists, those “in the know” realize that a lot of the horror is based on fact. The movie describes rather accurately the process of what happens at the higher levels of the entertainment industry where abuse, exploitation, mind control, occult rituals, and blood sacrifices turn aspiring artists into traumatized sock puppets. Let’s look at Starry Eyes and how it portrays the movie industry.

A Waitress Tired of Waiting

Sarah Walker is your typical struggling actress living in Los Angeles looking to become a big time Hollywood star. In order to pay the bills, she waits tables at a local restaurant – a job she clearly hates.
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Sarah works at Big Taters, a Hooter-style restaurant where the waitresses wear ugly uniforms and sing stupid songs to customers.

Much to the dismay of her boss, Sarah is not focused on her job, but is constantly on her phone looking for callbacks from production companies. At home, Sarah find an intriguing casting call online.
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The casting call is for a movie called The Silver Scream. Throughout the movie, the production company insist on the actress “being her true self”. Blinded by ambition and ready to do anything to become a star, her true self is rather ugly … and it will become uglier.

At the audition, the aspiring actresses trying out for the lead role are all treated like garbage, and most of them leave in tears. Although she gave it her all, Sarah also fails to impress the auditioners who proceed to make her feel like a talentless nobody. Sarah then rushes to the nearest bathroom where she completely loses it.

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Every time Sarah faces failure, she pulls out a fistful of hair from her scalp. Sarah’s hair will become, as the movie progresses, a symbol of her transformation from a regular girl to a soulless industry puppet.

As she comes out of the bathroom stall, Sarah is met by one of the auditioners who was impressed by this disturbing display of rage and self-mutilation. She is brought back to the audition room – but she is not asked to read lines. They want to see her have that violent fit again. Although Sarah is reluctant to pull her hair for the viewing pleasure of strangers, she is told: “You’ve got my attention” and is reminded about the fact that a million other girls could easily take her place. Throughout the movie, Sarah is constantly reminded that a million girls are waiting in line for her spot and that any attention from the all-mighty producers, no matter how strange or degrading their requests, is a rare privilege. At this point, the auditioners only want to see her pull her hair out, and nothing else. So Sarah does it.

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Sarah pulls out her hair for the auditioners. The production company is not interested in talent – they want to find someone who has that special “something” in her – that foul desperation that can be exploited in the future.

The audition quickly stops being about a role in a movie, and turns into a spectacle of extreme degradation and submission, a prelude to the ordeal she most go through to be an initiate of the occult elite. Although the audition ended with her convulsing on the ground under the cold eyes of the auditioners, Sarah leaves the building feeling happy: She got the company’s attention. She gets a callback and the process of transformation truly begins.

British forces head for Ukraine as David Cameron issues warning to Vladimir Putin


Prime Minister announces British infantry training mission to Ukraine as he warns of 'deeply damaging' consequences if EU fails to stand up to Vladimir Putin on Ukraine

Mr Cameron also said that British air defences can “absolutely” protect the country from the Russian planes, which have been making incursions along the UK coast in recent weeks.


Downing Street said that around 75 UK troops will travel to Ukraine to help with medical, intelligence, logistics and infantry skills.

Giving evidence to the Commons Liaison Committee, Mr Cameron said: "We are not at the stage of supplying lethal equipment.

"We have announced a whole series of non-lethal equipment, night-vision goggles, body armour, which we have already said that we will give to Ukraine.

"Over the course of the next month we are going to be deploying British service personnel to provide advice and a range of training, from tactical intelligence to logistics to medical care, which is something else they have asked for.

"We will also be developing an infantry training programme with Ukraine to improve the durability of their forces.

"This will involve a number of British service personnel, they will be away from the area of conflict but I think this is the sort of thing we should be helping with."

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/politics/david-cameron/11432686/British-forces-head-for-Ukraine-as-David-Cameron-issues-warning-to-Vladimir-Putin.html

Israel turns off power to hundreds of thousands of Palestinians in the dead of winter
Israel/Palestine
Annie Robbins on February 24, 2015

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Hundreds of thousands of Palestinians are cashed strapped this winter because Israel is withholding $240 million in tax revenue to the Palestinian Authority as punishment for joining the ICC. This is radical, though it’s not unusual and something we’ve come to expect. But turning off the electricity in the middle of winter as blizzards sweep across the Middle East is nothing short of sadistic. The Los Angeles Times reports Israel cut the power to more than 700,000 Palestinians in two of Palestine’s largest urban areas, Nablus and Jenin, for more than 45 minutes “and warned that more outages are coming if Palestinian officials don’t pay millions of dollars in outstanding debt.”

Citing Yiftah Ron-Tal, the director of Israel Electric Corp. (IEC), the Times reports:


“Customers who do not pay electric bills are disconnected; yet here we have an entire population that doesn’t pay while we continue to supply electricity,” he said. “The Palestinian Authority owes the IEC — meaning the paying consumers — nearly 2 billion Israeli shekels [about $500 million]. A year has passed since I said this last and nothing has changed. Starting today, we will begin restricting electricity.”

The irony here, of withholding the months of tax revenue while demanding payment of a debt, on top of occupation policy preventing Palestinians from being self sufficient, is not lost on anyone. More from the Times:


“This is clearly collective punishment against the Palestinian people,” [Ghassan Shakaa, the mayor of Nablus and chairman of the board of the North Electricity Company, which supplies Nablus, Jenin] said. According to Shakaa, the IEC cut power shortly after notifying his company that it owed more than $10 million, and did not wait for an answer or for payment……

Rashid Fadda, who lives in Nablus and works as a technician for the local electric company, said the power cuts came as a surprise.

“We heard the Israeli company threatening to cut power supply to the West Bank but no one really thought it will happen,” he said. “My work depends on electricity and so when the power was cut off, we had to stop work.”

In more winter news, IMEMC reports settlers from the Gilo settlement have “opened its barrages, throwing all excess rain and melted snow water” flooding Aida Refugee camp near Bethlehem.
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Hundreds of Palestinians flee as Israel opens dams into Gaza Valley Feb. 22, 2015 (Photo: Ma'an News)


Plus, Israel opened dams near the border of Gaza on Sunday morning, flooding the valley causing hundreds of Palestinians to evacuate their homes. That happened last year too. Are these kinds of punitive measures something Palestinians have come to expect from Israel every winter like clockwork?

Remember last year when Israel caged Palestinian children in outdoor holding pens during freezing winter storms?
- See more at: http://mondoweiss.net/2015/02/hundreds-thousands-palestinians#sthash.MKPfR8ca.dpuf

The End of a Season.

Posted on May 1, 2014


After the realization that all of this turmoil could be related to Magic, I ran to my sister and told her what I thought. And she like me, disagreed at first. It just seemed too impossible. Too barbaric and backwards. Too distant. But didn’t the Diaries of the Exorcist videos describe cases that were happening right now in the UK? Eventually, my Sister could see the possibility that she was afflicted with Magic. It was a hard pill to swallow but atleast we could try to resolve it, in sha Allah. So we used the Ruqyah Audio CD and a Ruqyah booklet that we originally got for our Mother to begin the ruqyah process. It was almost ironic that the very material we bought for the remedy of someone else, we ended up using it for ourselves. And that is the way of life. You never know what trial can befall you so we should always be prepared.

My Sister would listen to the audio alone and I would then recite from the booklet- it contained many ayahs from different Surahs. I learnt that these were the Ayaat of Ruqyah that affect the Jinn the most. We tried this for a few months and nothing significant really happened. Apart from some burping and slight pins and needles. From our naive preconceptions, we were expecting ghoulish Jinns to start screaming and shouting from the beginning. For lights to suddenly start switching off and for doors to slam shut. Like we had seen in Ruqyah videos or old horror movies. It’s shocking how ignorant we were on this subject. Yet, Allah Subhana Wata ‘ala Specifically Gave us this specific test, why? Because, perhaps it was time for us to learn.

You will notice that patients don’t usually react significantly at the beginning. As the Jinns usually be dormant and hidden. They are healthy and have their ‘strength’. They try their best not to ‘surface’ because then the reality of Magic is exposed and then it’s easier to get rid of it. They want you to think that you have gone crazy. They want you to think that it’s a medical illness. They want you to think anything as long as you don’t figure out that it’s Magic. Sihr. Afflicted upon on you by an evil human Shaytaan, a Saahir. Magicians are disgusting lowly creatures who don’t wish to be exposed nor do they wish for their victims to realise their evil handiwork. They hide behind an innocent mask and secretly make the Magic to harm you A’uthoo Billah. Even the Magicians themselves know that they are committing a heinous crime, acts of kuffar and disgusting rituals to please the Shaytaan. Such as bathing in feces and urine for days, sacrificing chicken and lathering their face in the blood or defacing the Qur’an in the worst ways, A’uthoo Billah. It is both sickening and frightening that humans can stoop to such a level. It makes you wonder what level can individuals stoop to, to get a portion of this Dunya. Even the Shaytaan himself will tell the Magician that this is clear Kufr that he is entering, because the he wishes for the Magician to completely enter the state of disbelief- it is most pleasing to these devils.

After voicing our frustrations to a close friend that we haven’t noticed any real reactions, she suggested getting Hijama (Cupping) done as this was known to help patients of Magic. Hijama as many of you will know, is very well known in the Sunnah in helping health conditions and more importantly, Magic problems. The Prophet, sallallāhu ‘alayhi wa sallam, said, “The best treatment you have is cupping.” (Muslim). The Shayateen detest Hijama because this process draws blood through the thin superficial cuts on the skin. Almost opening a doorway for dirt, toxins and Jinns to leave. And Jinns don’t want to leave. From previous stories, we had heard that Jinns easily surface in Hijama sessions so we were very hopeful that finally we would see a reaction to definitely pinpoint my Sister’s behaviour with Magic.

As the day of the Hijama approached, I was feeling but nervous and excited. Would the Jinn scream and give in? Would it leave through the blood? Was it possible for my Sister to be cured in a few hours? As I had said before, we were very ignorant about this topic. Little did we know that we were still at the very beginning of this journey, that seeking the cure takes a long time…that we had a lot to learn, yet.

Suddenly my Sister burst into my room as if she had seen a ghost. Or perhaps she had glanced at her own empty reflection and realized how ghostlike she looked now? She looked at me and told me that she wasn’t Muslim anymore and that she was doomed to enter the Hellfire. I tried to calm her down and reassure her that these were irrational feelings, that soon she would get better in sha Allah. I hoped she couldn’t hear the panic in my voice. A huge part of me felt out of my depth. This was just too much of what I didn’t know. I put my hopes in this Hijama session. We drove there in silence, both in our own world of thoughts and worries.

As the Hijama specialist began the cupping procedure, she put Surah Baqara on. I tensed up thinking something is about to surface right now but-
Nothing happened. My Sister was as motionless and silent as ever. She did not react in anyway nor did she even flinch when the small incisions were being made. We went home feeling deflated and frustration. I just wanted a clear confirmation that this was Sihr.

We continued doing our small sessions of self Ruqya- around thirty minutes everyday for the next few months. I admit we did this half heartedly and sometimes in quite a rush. Like I said…we weren’t so knowledgeable on this matter nor did we even know for definite that it was Sihr. Another friend then suggested reciting Surah Yaseen repeatedly as this was a powerful Surah and to spittle into a bowl of water and feed this to my Sister. I started reciting and there didn’t seem to be any reaction. But one hour into the recitation my Sister suddenly started hyperventilating. My heart raced because I thought ‘This is it’, that something is surfacing. I myself was petrified. Like most people I had the preconception of Jinns being scary, powerful and harmful. I continued reciting (even though my voice was shaking) and suddenly my Sister’s right arm started moving up and down by itself. By itself. You can imagine how we were feeling since this was the first experience of the unseen. I actually thought of running from the room.

Alhamdulilaah, I regained my composure and continued reciting. After a couple of hours, I dry spat into some water and made her drink it. She let out a very loud gassy burp that sounded like a gas pipe bursting. I also drank some and burped a little. But I didn’t take much notice of this. I was either in denial or just too scared to admit something that I already knew.

Feeling pleased that we had finally witnessed a physical reaction, we decided to continue reciting to see if the Jinn would die. Yes, we thought the Jinn was going to die any minute now. We thought it was that easy. SubhanAllah. I managed to recite for six hours with breaks in between. And her arm continued to move and shake as if it was in torture, getting more violent by the hour. I would sometimes face myself towards her arm and shout at the Jinn to leave. It almost sounds comical. My Sister also felt very sick and almost vomited. Ah so here was the indication that the Magic had been fed.

Now that we knew for certain that it was Sihr, we began searching for a Raaqi- someone who is trained and experienced in ridding Jinn and Sihr by the Will of Allah. We found one in London who was well known and was said to follow the Qur’an and Sunnah so we decided to book an appointment. We weren’t sure of what to expect but we thought that patients are cured in one session. My Sister was overjoyed and hopeful of returning back to normal. I planned to accompany her for moral support and to also get myself checked out. I mean why not since I will be there? I was sure nothing significant would be found in myself anyway.

We travelled to London with a group of friends and anxiously sat in the waiting room. Well actually it was in someone’s living room in a run down flat. We were actually expecting a hospital type clinic. Anyways we were called into another room and told to sat down to prepare ourselves for the session. The Raaqi entered and asked us what our symptoms were. After giving a quick overview, he began to recite Qur’an. Like before, my Sister’s arm began violently moving up and down. I had seen this before so I wasn’t scared anymore. After some time nothing really happened. Was this really it? When would the Jinn surface? How would it sound? How would the Raaqi get it out. What-

-Suddenly, I felt a strange sensation. A mixed feeling of anger and rage building inside of me…my breathing became heavy and I was gasping. Noticing this, the Raaqi got me to sit more close so he could recite near my ear. I suddenly could not stand the sound of the Qur’an recitation. I felt like I hated it! SubhanAllah what was happening? Before I could even take this in…my own arm starting moving up and down. I will admit this openly- I cried like a baby, in fear and panic. Only those afflicted will know what it is like to feel another being ‘possess’ your limbs for the first time. It is truly a memory that you don’t forget. It is as if your limbs move without your permission. Like an invisible force is moving it. The Raaqi continued reciting and both me and my Sister were distressed and our arms were violently moving now. Part of me was in a state of shock. How could I have Magic? How?

‘Eurghghhbhhhhggggh’

I suddenly had a great urge to vomit, it was so urgent and violent that more tears stung my eyes. I retched into a nearby bin and it was if my insides were coming out. This was no ordinary type of ‘feeling sick’. There wasn’t much vomit that came out but I had the feeling of… ‘something wanting to come out from deep within my stomach’. I had never felt this before. And I did not want to even face what this meant..

The Raaqi stopped reciting after an hour and told us all to rest. He then diagnosed both me and my Sister as having Sihr which seemed to have been fed to us and that we have Jinn residing in our arms.

It has been said out loud.

Sihr. Jinn. Possession.

I just sat there feeling numb and letting this information hit me like a tonne of bricks. It was as if he had told us that we had cancer. Except worse because this was an illness of the unseen involving evil creatures and filthy Magicians. So unknown and scary to us. SubhanAllah how will we cope? What do we do now? How do I sleep at night in the dark?

Many people react in different ways when they are diagnosed. Some go into shock and denial. Some cry profusely until the realization settles in like a calm but heavy breeze. Some are filled with anger and ask the ‘Who? What? Why?’.

Me? I wolfed down a chicken burger and fries. Drowned my sorrows in a can of pepsi. The small joys of comfort eating. I wanted to fill and cover the violent butterflies fluttering in my stomach and numb my mind from even ‘thinking’. We ate and drove back home in silence. Or perhaps I was too exhausted to talk anyway.

Ruqyah hurts.

I felt like I had been hit by a double decker bus. I felt bruised and battered. Funny. My heart also felt bruised and battered too. Ah here came the tears…I looked out of the window not wanting anyone else to see. Because that would mean having to really accept our diagnosis.

Sihr. Jinns. Possession.

Few quiet hours later, we arrived home. We had both agreed to act as normal as possible because there was no way we could tell our family. All hell would break loose. So we plastered on a fake smile and cheery tone and told our family….nothing.

I somehow dragged myself to my room and sat in my usual place on my bed, overlooking the window. The place I had previously sat when I cried my lungs out with feelings of grief and depression. I noticed something bulging from underneath my pillow so I moved it away and guess what I found?

A large golden mango. I looked at it and cried.

Ah…let me explain the story of the mango. My Father and I have a very close relationship- one where I was his little girl and he was my hero. Needless to say I was his favorite. Though he loved all of his children with all his heart, Alhamdulilaah. A very gentle man with a kind nature, MashAllah. Anyways, every summer when it was the season of mangoes; my Father would always buy boxes and boxes of them. It became a tradition in our household. Perhaps he wanted us to have a taste of something from back home in Bangladesh.

What my siblings didn’t know was that there was another tradition between me and Dad. That he would always secretly choose the biggest mango in the box and store it away for me. Later, he would find me and whisper to me as if he was revealing a top secret. Intrigued, I would follow him to a quiet place and act like I didn’t know what he was going to give me. Humoring him. He would then present me this huge golden mango as if he had traveled across the world and found it in a treasure chest- a sign of pure love. May Allah Subhana Wata ‘ala give him a long righteous life, ameen.
And if he couldn’t find me in the house…he would put it underneath my pillow, almost like a child’s game of hide and seek. Waiting for me to find it when I got home.

Ah but Father…those days of play and innocence and carefree summers are gone now. A dark storm has slowly crept over our family. I knew everything was about to change. I knew the earth beneath us would start to shake. I knew some really bad things were about to happen. The season of innocence has gone.

I looked at the mango again, and cried.
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A Thief in the Night.

Posted on March 24, 2014

Quite often, we tend to forget about the bigger picture. The other side. The Hereafter and its consequences. Our minds get so entwined and intoxicated with this Dunya that when a trial shakes us out of this deep slumber, we are quite frankly gob smacked, confused and stunned. Like cold water smacking our faces into reality. To remind us that this Dunya is purely an examination ground for its inhabitants to be thoroughly tested. It’s not a playground for the heedless and thrill seekers. Or the followers of lust and gluttony. Although many do perceive it this way. Perhaps we all get distracted by the pomp, the glitter and the shiny lights. And perhaps we all need that wake up call every so often. A loud ringing both devastating but inevitable. Like the test we now faced.

Perplexed, stunned and scared were a few of the reactions that were pulsating through me, making my heart pump sporadically that rang loudly in my ears. Like the sound of dangerously hot bubbling water.

What had my Sister just said?

To hear of someone questioning the existence of Allah is worrying enough. But to hear of someone saying that they woke up one day and just ‘couldn’t feel emaan or understand who Allah is’ was terrifying. As if someone had dissected that part of the brain where the precious knowledge about Allah was stored. Like a silent thief in the night. I asked my Sister to explain a bit more and to describe what she felt but, she was coming out with jumbled phrases.

‘I just can’t feel it anymore. I can’t feel emaan.’

‘What do you mean, you can’t feel emaan anymore? How can it just go? That doesn’t make sense!’

‘No…you don’t understand. I can’t explain it myself…it all just feels gone. Empty.’

I just sat there staring at her, almost annoyed. This just didn’t make sense at all. How can someone just lose- Aha! I know what this is.

‘Look, it’s probably just low emaan. Everybody feels a bit numb every now and then. Or maybe your heart has hardened a little so you’re finding it hard to feel things. You just need to pray more and read more Qur’an. Watch, this empty feeling will go.’

There you go. I had solved the mystery. And feeling quite satisfied with myself, I left the room as I was late for work. And partly because I wanted to get away from the whole situation. It was very unnerving. And somewhere deep down…I still wondered if this really was just the hardening of the heart or low emaan. Could it be something else? If you have seen my sister’s eyes, you would have equally felt the shiver that I felt. Because when you looked at her eyes carefully, it was as if the light had gone from them.

As if you were looking at a lifeless mannequin.

Some weeks went by and there was still no improvement. In fact, my Sister began to deteriorate both physically and mentally. She started experiencing aches and pains in her body. Constant headaches. Bloatedness. Family and friends began to notice that something was very wrong. I mean who wouldn’t notice a silent person sitting in one place for hours, as if mourning something that they had lost. What was going on inside of her mind? How could she have changed so quickly?

What had she lost?

“If only I could explain to them what I was desperately trying to say. If only I knew myself why I couldn’t feel the most precious feeling in the world, emaan anymore. How do I explain that everything that I had gathered and learnt about Islam and the very reason for my existence…had vanished. Blurred. So now I felt no need to exist anymore. I felt like a hypocrite. A sinner. Mental. Crazy. Insane. Delirious. Hallucinating a vacuum of nothingness that was sucking at my intellect, my consciousness and my emotions. My mind was disintegrating. Maybe I had some brain infection? That could explain the sudden pain and illness I suppose. Or maybe it was some mental block? Or maybe my heart really had hardened so much that I couldn’t feel anything anymore. Maybe Allah was punishing me because I had taken my religion for granted. I just didn’t know anymore. Over and over, my mind raced through every possible reason, frantically searching for its lost components. When I tried to read Qur’an to find answers, I would just see the terrifying ayaat about hypocrites and the punishment of the Hellfire. As if they were meant only for me. Then there were times where I could only believe in the Angel of Death and that he was searching for me. Hunting me down for my sudden wave of disbelief. Or hypocrisy. Some days I could just believe in the Hellfire as if its sparks and flames were already touching me. But, some days I couldn’t believe in anything at all. My fear and confusion grew with every day. In fact, I couldn’t even differentiate between night or day. I couldn’t sleep or eat. I could barely breathe. I couldn’t even think about my children anymore. All I could think about was this numb confusing feeling, this emptiness that overwhelmed me. This frustrating, terrifying absence that had engulfed me whole.”

We debated atheism. Discussed Islam. We researched scientific miracles, the history of the Quranic revelations and the story of Adam Alayhiswassallam. Anything that may act as a cue to perhaps trigger off a memory that would unlock all of this confusion. The way a dam lets loose water that is desperately trying to escape.

But nothing helped.

Perhaps this was an illness I thought to myself. Could it be depression? She certainly looked depressed. So I booked her an appointment and took her to the Doctor’s surgery. As I sat in the waiting room, I noticed a young girl playing with a puzzle. Giggling and laughing, showing her parents her work of art. I smiled wondering how had life passed us by so quickly, leaving us to deal with the problems of life that made us feel so old? Or maybe I was just tired. I glanced at my Sister, wondering if she was also thinking the same. Turns out she hadn’t even noticed the girl. She was staring into her hands. Was she searching for answers there?

When we were finally called, I was quite apprehensive. What exactly were we going to tell the Doctor when I didn’t understand it properly myself? But my Sister managed to describe her symptoms quite easily. That she was feeling down, confused about reality and unable to feel certain about her religion. Feeling pain in the right arm and leg. Tension in the head. Feeling suicidal. I was shocked at that one, but I didn’t show it. I guess I had to be the calm assured one.

I used to secretly cry at work because I didn’t want my family to see how disturbed and down I felt about what was happening to my Sister and how it was affecting the whole family. The most painful thing was the ‘not knowing’ part. Because if I knew what it was then I could fix it right? Then maybe I wouldn’t feel so incredibly helpless. And subhanAllah this reminds me of how Merciful Allah is. That He did not leave us alone on this Earth without giving us clear signs and instructions to follow. Even when Adam Alayhi Wassalam was created, Allah Subhana Wata’ala taught him the names of everything. Likewise, Allah did not send down trials and tribulations without also giving us directions to the cure and solution, as a Mercy. And I prayed deeply for this Mercy…

After twenty minutes and an awkward discussion, we walked out of the surgery with a prescription for antidepressants. Was it really that easy to obtain them? No blood tests? No hard evidence needed? You just tell the Doctor that you feel ‘low’ and they give you the magical pill? (excuse the pun). Can our problems really be solved with a dose of tablets made up of chemicals that have very long names?

The reason I was worried was because antidepressants are extremely addictive. They work by affecting the central nervous system and when you stop taking them, you can suffer withdrawal symptoms such as headaches, panic attacks and fever. But, most Doctors won’t really tell you that. Every medicine has side effects, it just depends on how desperate you are about feeling ‘better’. It’s sad to note that some people who are afflicted by Magic end up relying on antidepressants, thinking that they have depression. Because they aren’t knowledgeable on this topic, they struggle to differentiate the symptoms of depression and Magic. Both can be very similar. This is the mistake that we initially fell into as we were of those who knew nothing about Magic. Is ignorance not the root of all mistakes?

We headed home, feeling hopeful that we had found the cure to my Sister’s strange behavior. But I had a very bad feeling about these pills; I was never comfortable with chemicals going into the body. And so I told her not to take them and instead we could focus on therapy and counselling. You know, take her mind off things, make her happy and give her things to look forward too.

Allah Subhana Wata ‘ala Has Created so much beauty and harmony in this world, if only we could stop and see it. Happiness isn’t so far away from us you know, it’s us who choose the path full of distractions, tension and sadness.

As Muslims we are told not to despair and not to sit back and expect things to solve themselves. And I certainly wasn’t going to. I had full faith that Allah Subhana Wata’ala surely would help us if we made a small effort ourselves. So I began taking proactive steps to fix this problem. Since at the time I thought my Sister was depressed, I began a routine of taking her out to visit friends, going out for meals, getting her to help me with art projects. I even got her to join the Gym as I knew the benefits of exercising. I was hoping it would release some endorphin in her and make her feel happy again.

But it didn’t. Day by day I watched her deteriorate more and more, correlating with my feeling of helplessness.

We began to search for other explanations as her symptoms was more to do with Islam and not feeling low due to life or an adverse life event. I thought perhaps she was suffering from extreme waswasa. An excessive amount of Shaytanic whispering can cause you to doubt your faith, making you paranoid about acts of worship and completely confuse your mind about the simplest of things. It seemed to fit my Sister’s behavior. This seemed to fit more appropriately than depression so we tried to find ways to fight this waswasa. Remember I said I don’t like to give up so easily? I just couldn’t allow my Sister to deteriorate because of some evil Shaytaan. We tried repeating the Shahadah again and again. We tried writing the Shahadah out in English and explaining every word. I even tried reverse Psychology. Islamic talks. I even tried physical force once.

Yes really. One evening, I began to lightly push my sister on the shoulders hoping to trigger a reaction. Because she had become that emotionless. My voice grew louder, telling her to just think properly, to fight back. To snap out of it. I was trying to help her and partly myself. By releasing some tension. It had affected me more than I had realized. See this is the thing with Magic, or any trial as a matter of fact. It affects the whole family because it’s a test given to the slave needing to exercise patience and it’s a test given to the close onlookers needing to react correctly. Do they offer support? Do they sacrifice time and help the afflicted person? Do they also turn to Allah and seek repentance?

Finally my sister responded saying ‘Yes, I will fight this. I will!’. But, it didn’t sound so certain. I ignored this anyway. Because I began to feel so drained of it all.

And because I was suddenly going through something very strange myself.

It started off as a normal day but, I was in an extremely mood. No, not just a bad mood but I felt an intense feeling of sadness. I wasn’t sure why I felt like this but, I blamed it on the stress with my Sister. Or maybe hormones. By evening it had gotten worse. I just sat in my room with a sudden rush of such grief inside of me that I was on the verge of wailing and crying out in pain. I sat staring out of my bedroom window, crying profusely. Clutching my stomach in pain. I didn’t know why it hurt. In fact I had absolutely no clue why I was crying. I just felt excruciating psychological pain throbbing inside of me. Pumping through my heart, sliding up my throat and finally gushing out of my eyes. I guess the situation with my Sister had really got to me? That’s all. I was just releasing some of the stress. I tried not to think much of it. I mean, what else could it be? After I had calmed down enough, I wiped my eyes and carried on as normal. Tears have many colors. And mine were as dark as the darkness of clouds heavy with rain. But, there are times when it’s best to hide them away to protect others. Because I tended to be the one who held my family together. And I couldn’t break down now, especially when my family members were going through difficult calamities.

I had my Sister to worry about. Not to mention my Mother whom I had recently found out was afflicted with Magic. I had lacked in making Ruqya water for her because of what was happening and-
Magic.

I gasped. Could it be? SubhanAllah, never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that my Sister could also be suffering from Magic. Could she? Because it was something that happened to other people. But it seemed to make so much sense now. And it was in that moment that I could see the Mercy that I was asking for, had come. And it was exactly what I needed when I myself, was feeling so despondent. You will notice that this is the Beautiful Sunnah of Allah. He, Subhana Wata ‘ala, rushes towards us with ease when we feel like we have crumbled to our lowest, most desperate point. He gives us this ease like rare pearls from the bottom of the ocean. Just to tell us ‘My slave, I won’t let you drown in this difficulty. I will Lift you out so you can breathe again’.

The Silent Signs.

Posted on February 21, 2014


Assalamu Alaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakaatuh.

‘If Allah Loves a slave, He tries him with tests’ Tirmidhi.

It’s not an understatement when I say that this hadith truly gets me through my worst days. It is my safety rope that I hold on to when I feel I am drowning in a sea of darkness. Because no matter how severe and testing my situation becomes, no matter how much pain or aggravation I feel and no matter how many times I feel that I am on the verge of going insane…as long as I can remember this hadith and remember that Allah Loves me. I can get through anything.

I have a pattern of ‘high’ days and ‘low’ days. Sometimes the effects of the Magic seems quite weak and I am as ‘normal’ as I can be. I feel positive about my situation, I happily read Qur’an and can I go outside and do my normal activities. In fact…some days I can forget that I am even possessed at all.

But some days are like a ton of bricks hitting me at full force.

On days like that, it will take me a few hours to coax myself out of my bed to begin my day. My peripheral vision will be coated with a layer of grey where even the sun looks gloomy and dark. Sometimes I wake up to find my arm moving by itself, jerking and twisting and hitting the mattress violently. A normal person would probably start screaming in shock. Me? It’s become so normal that I hardly react to it anymore. My breathing will be all over the place. Sometimes rapid. Sometimes it’s so labored that I barely feel oxygen entering my lungs. It is as if the whole world and everything in it is evil, painful and out to harm me. I will have to consciously control my breathing because I begin to have panic attacks. And if someone asks me what’s wrong? My answer is always the same.

‘I keep feeling like someone is coming to kill me in the worst possible way. And there is no where I can hide to save myself’.

This feeling stays with me the whole day and by Allah, it is the worst feeling in the world. I end up burying my head in my hands, trembling, teary and on the verge of hyperventilating. I spend about an hour talking to myself. That I will be ok. No one is trying to kill me. Allah is Protecting you. Take it one step at a time. Come on, you can do this.

After great effort, I am then able to get out of bed and start my day, SubhanAllah. Everything is blown out of proportion in my mind. My emotions are highly sensitive. Especially anger. If someone accidentally spills a drink in front of me, I feel like screaming in rage and punching their face against the wall. I apologize for being graphic but this is my reality. Alhamdulilah I don’t succumb to these violent thoughts. Though I once threw a remote control at my sister’s head. She didn’t take it personally.

In fact, I have many suicidal thoughts too. And not your usual ‘rebellious teenager’ suicidal thoughts either. Mine are intense and vivid. Like a heavy clock constantly ticking in my ears. Tick tick tick.

‘Why don’t you just end it all? Life’s not worth living. Death is better for you. Go on, go to the bathroom and pick up that razor. No, no stop it! I don’t want to die, stop whisperinggg to me. Fine then. Why don’t you go outside and walk onto the road. It will be swift. Go on just die. What’s wrong with you? You are pathetic. We will get you. We will kill you soon’

The effort and energy that goes in resisting these Shaytanic whispers is exhausting. I usually don’t leave my house on days like this because it’s too stressful for me. I am a bickering mess. And the thought of going outside and trying to act ‘normal’ is just plain tiring. I’m also scared of the going near the roads. You can imagine why.

SubhanAllah I could write pages and pages on how my days go by. Every day is a battle. You may wonder how I got to this stage. Who did this to me? How did it begin? And why are Jinns trying to kill me?

My story actually begins with my Mother.

Because she is also a sufferer of Magic and Jinn Possession.

Sadly you will see that in the realms of Magic, the sufferers usually involve several family members. The Magician who cast this spell on my Mother is in fact a relative (I will explain how I know this information in later posts). Shocking? I wouldn’t say so. Over 90% of cases are done by someone that you actually know. That’s incredibly daunting. I would say that their motives are usually spurred on by jealousy, greed of status and money and all sorts of worldly gain. They must really have a black heart, SubhanAllah.

My Mother has been suffering Magic for around thirteen years now. It is the Magic of loving and obeying another person. He is a relative who came from abroad and moved in with us over fifteen years ago. Over the years she developed a very unusual attachment to this individual, even though he was actually a relative from my Father’s side. She seemed to love him like her own son. More than that in fact. She would obey him whenever he asked of anything. She would praise him constantly as if he was a saint. And yet, he was far from a saint. He was sexist, violent and abusive and extremely arrogant.

If they are arrogant enough to turn their face away from Allah and side with Iblis than how must they treat people?

Which is why he was very abusive towards others. In fact, I remember when I was a child he once hit me across the face when I had not done anything wrong.

But it was more shocking that my Mother didn’t bat an eyelid. In fact, she would get angry with me for for not obeying him in the household the way she did. This individual continued being abusive towards me and other family members for years afterwards. He shouted. He bullied. He abused. He swore. He manipulated everyone so he was always in control of our family affairs.

You can imagine how traumatized I was by living in this abusive environment where a stranger had full authority to hurt me while the person who was supposed to protect me from harm…didn’t. My Mother.

But something kept bugging me about my Mother. She had a blank look in her eyes and you could see right through them. They were hollow and dark. When she spoke to you, it was as if her thoughts were elsewhere. She could not sleep at night and constantly complained of pain in her arm and her head. But most of all, she could not stand any form of negativity towards this relative.

Sometimes I would catch a glimpse of my old Mother. She would smile, talk and speak to us lovingly. With some life in her eyes. But that would not last long.

What grip did this man have over my Mother that she only had tunnel vision. A tunnel vision that only reached to one person. And one person only.

The reason I have narrated these scenarios is because many people fail to realize that suffering from Magic is not a simple story. It can have years and years of complicated past history. It usually involves many victims and many sad stories. And much heartache. This Magician chose his victim carefully. Through my Mother, he was able to hold authority in our household and have control over my family and financial affairs. So because of his greed for worldly gain, I lost my Mother to another world. A world of the unseen.

Thus, I lived most of my life in a complicated and painful relationship with my Mother. I could not understand what had happened to her. There was something very wrong and I could not put my finger on it.

This is in my opinion, one of the key sure signs of Magic. It’s something that ‘you can’t quite put your finger on’. If you sense this, go for your gut instinct and find out if they are suffering from Magic. Don’t always brush it off as paranoia. Don’t delay it as much as I did. Because I should have reacted sooner.

It wasn’t until I had watched Ruqya videos online that I realized that most of the symptoms being described were evident in my Mother. I was shocked yes. But, part of me…already knew. It was as if a penny had dropped. Several pennies in fact. The Insomnia. The swift change in behavior. The unusual attachment.

It is sad to think that for that past thirteen years I lived a painful and confusing relationship with my Mother without knowing why. This phenomena is very common. Many people don’t realize that a family member is afflicted with Magic unless they are aware of what symptoms to look out for. There are physical and psychological symptoms as well as symptoms that occur during the day and those that happen at night. Such as, a sudden change in behavior, habits and sleeping patterns. A sudden change of emotion and feelings towards others. This can be an extreme feeling of love as well an extreme hatred for someone. An afflicted person will commonly feel pain in certain limbs (as my Mother displayed). On the other hand, not everyone with these symptoms are suffering Magic. It can be a medical or mental illness for example.

Soon after, I began the process of doing Ruqya on my Mother. ‘Ruqya’ is usually described as the recitation and utilization of the Qur’an and Prophetic Duas, seeking protection and cure from Magic, Jinn Possession, evil eye and any other form of illness.

Yes, the Qur’an can cure any form of illness since Allah Subhana Wata’ala describes the whole of the Qur’an as ‘ As-Shifaa- The Cure’. SubhanAllah, when I think of Ruqya I feel an immense feeling of gratitude to Allah Subhana Wata’ala. For it is only from the Perfection of His Mercy that He sent a cure for everything.

It is as if Allah is showing that He has not left us alone in our problems but He Will be a significant close Guardian throughout it. He is after all…Al Waliy.

I recited different portions of the Qur’an over a bottle of water and secretly gave this to my Mother whenever I got the chance. I also sprinkled this water in the four corners of every room. I had to do it secretly as my Mother would never believe that she was afflicted with Magic and would have probably gotten angry with me for what I was doing. Regardless of how my childhood was spent, I had to help her from this evil affliction and from the evil intentions of this malicious Magician. After all didn’t the Prophet (Sallallahu alayhi wassallam) say that the person who deserves your best treatment is ‘your Mother, your Mother…your Mother’?.

And so with determination I continued with Ruqyah process, hoping to help my Mother, In sha Allah. I made lots of du’aa for her to be cured and I began to pray extra Salah. To my amazement, I began to taste a closeness to Allah that was sweet and spiritually uplifting. I felt relieved that I finally understood why my Mother acted the way she did. She had not acted out of her own accord. She was in fact, a victim of Magic that was kept so hidden that it took us thirteen years to diagnose it.

Or maybe it was because I was so ignorant on this topic? Maybe if the knowledge was more available and commonly talked about, I could have realized what was happening sooner?

A few months went by and although I did not know if the Ruqya was affecting my Mother, I continued. And I continued on with my life. Because as Muslims we don’t let a problem affect our resolve nor do we forget the purpose of our existence on this Dunya. A servant serving his Lord. I found a job, I attended Islamic circles, I studied the Qur’an and so forth. Life seemed calm and positive again, Alhamdulilah.

You will notice that the pattern of life is like this. Alternating between moments of hardship and happiness.

‘Verily with Hardship comes ease, verily with Hardship comes ease’ (94:6).

So I was enjoying this brief moment of ease and peace- until another trial fell upon my family and myself. But this time I wasn’t expecting it. This time it shocked me to the very core that I was left speechless. You may assume that this is the part where I found out that I suffered from Magic right? Not quite.

On a cold night of December, my sister suddenly started acting very strange.

She began to complain of pain in her limbs, bloated in her stomach and tightening in her head. She had also stopped talking and just sat staring at the space in front of her. With a blank look in her eyes…

When I cautiously asked her what was wrong, she remained silent. Unresponsive. But after long moments of silence she finally spoke.

But what she said next made my hairs stand up on my neck.

‘I c-can’t seem to believe in Allah anymore. When I prayed Salaah yesterday… suddenly I didn’t know who I was praying to. I can’t seem to understand anything anymore. I keep hearing voices in my mind that are insistently whispering:

‘Who created such and such? Then who created such and such…..then who created Allah?’

The Beginning.

Posted on February 11, 2014

Assalamu ‘alaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakaatuh.

‘’We huddled excitedly around the laptop as the video uploaded, albeit slowly. The long awaited fourth episode of Diaries of the Exorcist had been uploaded online and my sisters and I were eager to watch it. It is a series of video episodes describing real life stories of unfortunate families in the UK who suffer Magic and Jinn possession. I, and most of my friends have been following them. They are very insightful into a world that we knew little about. To hear of actual Jinn possession cases happening in this country was completely unknown to me. I didn’t really know much about Jinns apart from the fact that they were another creation of Allah. I guess I didn’t give much thought to them because we can’t see them. Out of sight, out of mind right?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6V5wmQEdf0
And as for Magic. Well that backwards stuff only happens in the small villages of the East right? And surely the cases are very rare in this country. Surely.

Or so I thought.

‘Is it on yet?’

‘It’s loading’

‘Your laptop is too slow’

‘Maybe it’s possessed’ I laugh.’

As we began to watch the video, I inwardly thought to myself ‘It must be devastating to be in such a terrifying situation.’ Some of the cases being described were harrowing. Frightful. And almost too surreal to believe. This happens here? In this country as well? SubhanAllah.

But deep down there was an inner voice heaving a sigh of relief. Alhamdulilah we’re not going through such a struggle. Alhamdulilah I’m not possessed by Jinns. I can’t imagine…

Little did I know that I would soon leave my small world of innocence, comfort and calm and I would embark on a journey that would change my life. A journey that would open my eyes to another world, another civilization that have been living among us for thousands of years. Without us really realizing it.

That is until both worlds collide.

Maybe I should introduce myself. I am a sister living in the UK and I am a recent graduate from University. My life was busy job searching, looking after my family and generally living a normal life that a young sister would. My life was quite tranquil Alhamdulilah. Nothing too troubling was affecting me. However, it was Allah’s Will to try me with a test that many of you may not be too familiar with. I have been diagnosed as a sufferer of Magic and Jinn Possession. The type of Magic is one of ‘self destruction’.

This means that I wake up almost everyday not wanting to be alive.

And I have no plausible or realistic reason for it. This means that I have depression symptoms and sometimes suicidal thoughts without a significant event causing this. This means I will wake up in the middle of the night and cry until I am exhausted. And I don’t even know why. I live with Jinns residing inside of my body. Not only is this physically painful but it significantly affects my mind, cognitive thought processes and emotions. I will be ‘myself’ one moment and suddenly I will start to shout and laugh menacingly. That’s not me by the way. Sometimes my limbs will twitch as if they have a life of their own. Well..technically they now do.

SubhanAllah do you know what it’s like to know that an evil being ‘lives’ inside of you and runs through your veins? That another personality surfaces inside of you and sometimes..you forget which part is you and which part is them..?

See this is what Magic does to you. The Magician (the practitioner of Magic) casts a spell on his chosen target with a specific purpose. It may be a ‘spell of separation’ where a husband cannot stand to be around his wife anymore. It can be in the form of a ‘love spell’. Where you suddenly have strange feelings of attraction and love for someone. Usually, Magicians assign Jinn(s) to possess your body and you may not realize its effects straightaway. It could be years before you sense that something is wrong with you. In order to become a Magician, the individual must draw closer to the Shayateen by completing acts that please them. Such as degrading the Qur’an, sacrificing an animal, bathing in feces and urine. Astaghfirullah.

*Note: Not all Jinns are Shaytaan but all Shayateen are Jinns. Jinns have different religions just like Humans and the Shayateen are those who clearly disobey Allah and worship Iblis.

Once, they are close to the Shayateen, they agree to ‘work’ for the Magician and are willing to enter the body of humans and cause harm. They can distort your cognition, make you feel depressed, in love, angry, confused, mentally unstable. Violent. Many symptoms are similar to those of mental and psychological illnesses. Such as Bipolar disorder, Split Personality, Schizophrenia, Epilepsy and Depression. That’s why it is very hard to differentiate what an individual is suffering. Sometimes a person with Jinn possession may be diagnosed as having a mental illness and vice versa. It is a very grey area in a grey world.

I have only recently found out about my situation. But, I have been suffering Magic for over seven years and I had no idea. That’s because Jinns can remain dormant inside your body. That is until you perform Ruqya (recitation of the Qur’an as a means of cure). The Jinns cannot withstand the Qur’an and so they start to ‘react’ in your body.

So that’s why last Ramadhan I felt an intense burning sensation in my arm when I recited the Qur’an for a long time?

All the small discrepancies that I had in the past few years seem to make sense now. The random times I would get angry and cry. The frightful dreams of black snakes. Seeing black shapes in my bedroom at night. Perhaps they were signs from Allah?

As you can imagine I was quite aghast and devastated when I realized that I was suffering from Magic and Jinn possession. At first I went through different phases of emotions. Denial. Confusion. Wanting to seek revenge. A few emotional breakdowns along the way. Comfort eating. Sometimes laughing in bewilderment. Mostly, just very very scared. This was all completely alien to me. I didn’t know the first thing on what to do or how to get help.

Maybe I’m just imagining it all and getting all paranoid for nothing?

The first place I went to for information was the Internet. Sheikh Google. Quite obvious. Alhamdulilah I found some helpful information on how to do Self Ruqya, how to protect yourself against Magic and general factual information.

But, I noticed a lack of real support for patients. Almost all patients (including myself) suffer traumatic experiences, some psychological damage and can become very isolated. But where do we turn? How do we seek support and solace? There was no real forum group support, no counseling offered nor any website offering real life stories to help us through this difficult time. To show us that we are not alone in this.

The only thing close to real life information was the Diaries of the Exorcist episodes that I had watched because they made me feel that I’m not alone. Others are going through the same, if not worst situations. Strangely I had watched these videos around a year before I was diagnosed. But never did I think that I would be living in that same situation myself. Come to think of it I am pretty sure that Allah Subhana wata’ala guided me to watch them. To prepare myself for the coming storm. Because remember, trials in this Dunya are inevitable. But, if you are true believers, Allah Subhana wata’ala will be with you all the way. That’s why I choose to remain optimistic. I choose to continue fighting even though I cannot even see my enemy. I realise that trials in life are a gift.

Yes a gift.

Allah subhana wata’ala gifts you a hard situation to purify you, forgive your sins, teach you beautiful lessons, draw you closer to Him and much much more. All Praise is due to Allah. It is up to us on how we react and what we gain from it.

So after much thought I have decided to tell my story. I think this subject is so unknown to people that many don’t even recognize signs of Magic and Possession. Many don’t know how to react to those possessed around them and many go about the wrong way to seeking a cure.

Alhamdulilah I have learnt incredible lessons on this journey. I have grown as a person. As a Muslim. I have seen the Qur’an come alive in front of my eyes (I will write more about this in my upcoming posts in sha Allah). I felt a closeness to Allah that I never thought possible. I have been through incredible distress and gotten through it. Realising that I had more endurance within myself than I previously thought.

But most of all…I learnt what true Sabr is.

I could write pages and pages on it. Though I won’t do that word justice. Sabr is not something that can be defined and written about in the theoretical form. Sabr cannot be written on a piece of paper. Sabr is something that you must live through and internalize. It must penetrate your heart with clear understanding.. Sabr is a treasured lesson that you must be taught. And the only One who will teach you is off course the Greatest Teacher in the world. Allah.

This is all from me for now. The Shayateen don’t like me writing like this so I am in quite some pain. But hey, it purifies right? In sha Allah..

Anyway, I am hoping that someone may benefit from the things that I will write in sha Allah. Maybe a sufferer may feel motivated to continue fighting knowing that there are others like them. Maybe some things will make you appreciate what you have in your life. Some things may make you cry. Or laugh even. Or contemplate deeply. Or at the very least, I wish for you to draw closer to Allah Subhana wata’ala in some way, In sha Allah.

So I invite you to read my stories and take something good from it.

"Nothing that you have done was in the way of God!" she says
A video which is going viral in Arabic-speaking circles this week shows an elderly woman screaming at Islamic State militants in the street, schooling them on how their extreme violence doesn’t Live with Islam.

The original video was posted in Arabic without subtitles on Tuesday. It’s called “In Syria, an Old Lady Teaches Daesh a Lesson They Will Never Forget.” It amassed over 100,000 views in two days and was shared widely among Arabic-speaking social media circles. Here’s a version with English subtitles:


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7H00OUf1lA


The woman recites poetry and verses from the Quran to the militants during an angry tirade. “Oh, you devils!” she screams. “Turn back to God. What you are doing is forbidden.” She says at the rate fighting is going, neither ISIS nor President Bashar al-Assad will win. She says now that ISIS has “money from America and weapons of America,” they want to murder each other.

“The believers are but brothers, so make settlement between your brothers,” she says, citing the Quran.

When the fighter rudely says he’s going to leave her, she warns, “God is watching what you are doing.”

http://www.vocativ.com/world/isis-2/watch-old-lady-school-isis/

"Nothing that you have done was in the way of God!" she says
A video which is going viral in Arabic-speaking circles this week shows an elderly woman screaming at Islamic State militants in the street, schooling them on how their extreme violence doesn’t jive with Islam.

The original video was posted in Arabic without subtitles on Tuesday. It’s called “In Syria, an Old Lady Teaches Daesh a Lesson They Will Never Forget.” It amassed over 100,000 views in two days and was shared widely among Arabic-speaking social media circles. Here’s a version with English subtitles:


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7H00OUf1lA


The woman recites poetry and verses from the Quran to the militants during an angry tirade. “Oh, you devils!” she screams. “Turn back to God. What you are doing is forbidden.” She says at the rate fighting is going, neither ISIS nor President Bashar al-Assad will win. She says now that ISIS has “money from America and weapons of America,” they want to murder each other.

“The believers are but brothers, so make settlement between your brothers,” she says, citing the Quran.

When the fighter rudely says he’s going to leave her, she warns, “God is watching what you are doing.”

http://www.vocativ.com/world/isis-2/watch-old-lady-school-isis/

Guard 'hit 9-year-old boy's head on ground'

VIDEO: Security guards at Malmö station are under fire after they were filmed apparently banging a nine-year-old boy’s head into a stone floor. They had detained him for alleged fare-dodging
In the video, published by local newspaper Sydsvenskan, a guard is seen pushing the boy onto the ground, sitting on him and holding his hands over his mouth. The boy can be heard reciting the Islamic prayer the Shahada ('There is only one God, and Muhammad is his Prophet').

“It didn’t seem like the boy was doing anything. But the guard just threw him to the floor. He [the guard] looked like he weighed 90 kilos, but he just sat on him and hit his head against the ground,” a witness told Sydsvenskan.

The guard, employed by security company Svensk Bevakningstjänst, detained the boy and his friend after they were thrown off a train for travelling without a ticket.

Watch the video of the incident (from Sydsvenskan):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PuSmRbU59lM

Svensk Bevakningstjänsten’s CEO, Anders Lönnebo, admitted that the incident “didn’t look good on camera”. The guards “had been asked by the police to hold them there when they got off the train. Which is what we did.”

In Sydsvenskan’s video, only the guard and the boy are identifiable. But Lönnebo said he had seen another film of the incident in which police were also visible at the scene:

“Police reports have been made against both sides. Our guards have been kicked and bitten,” he added.

The security company is contracted by station owner Jernhusen. Cecilia Granath, spokeswoman for Jernhusen, said her company had been in contact with the security firm since the incident came to light.

“We have a zero-tolerance policy towards excessive violence,” she told The Local.

“Clearly this looks very unpleasant on video, but right now we have too little information to draw a conclusion. However, we have a very good partnership with the security company. It is carrying out an internal investigation and we will await its findings.”

http://www.thelocal.se/20150209/station-guards-accused-of-violent-assault-on-boy-9

Sceptical Danish parents increase measles risk


Published: 07 Feb 2015 09:23

With every fifth Danish parent choosing not to vaccinate their children, Denmark will fall short of WHO goals and 'undoubtedly' suffer an epidemic, health officials warn.

Due to sceptical parents, Denmark will not live up to the World Health Organization’s target of eliminating measles this year, Politiken wrote on Saturday.

Just over eight out of every ten Danish children receive the measles, mumps, and rubella (MMR) vaccine that is recommended by Danish health officials, according to figures from the Danish State Serum Institute (SSI).

That figure puts Denmark significantly below fellow Scandinavian countries Sweden and Norway and means that the nation will not be able to meet the WHO’s objective of eliminating measles as a childhood disease in Europe.

To hit the WHO target, 95 percent of children need to be vaccinated.

“We unfortunately will not live up to the WHO’s goals. That will contribute to the continued spread of infectious disease in Denmark,” SSI spokesman Palle Valentiner-Branth told Politiken.

SSI said that growing scepticism about vaccines and their side effects among parents is the direct reason that Denmark will not hit its measles elimination goal.

“The MMR vaccine was introduced in 1987 and in the years between 2002 and 2005 we had almost fully eliminated one of the major childhood diseases – measles – from Denmark. But now we have a real problem because so many parents don’t get their children vaccinated,” Valentiner-Branth told Politiken.

A large number of Danish parents doubt the safety and necessity of childhood vaccines, and many claim that the vaccines can lead to serious side effects. These parents have thriving communities on social media, where they share information and concerns about the vaccines.

But Allan Randrup Thomsen, a virology professor at the University of Copenhagen, cautioned strongly against basing vaccination decisions on what can be found online.

“On the net, you can find proof of anything. Also in principle that the world is flat,” he told Politiken.

Speaking to Berlingske, Thomsen called parents’ refusal to vaccinate their children “shocking”.

“The development is a ticking time bomb because we have a situation in which a rather large percentage of the population is not vaccinating their children. That means that the Danish population includes more and more individuals who grow up without immunity to measles. When measles get introduced to Denmark at some point, which undeniably will happen, we can have serious epidemics,” he said.

To hit the WHO goals, just five or six Danes can be diagnosed with measles. Denmark has hit that goal just eight times since 1994. In 2014, 27 Danes were diagnosed with measles. The number topped at 84 in 2011.

Germany is also unlikely to live up to the WHO goals due largely to a major measles outbreak in Berlin, where 375 people

http://www.thelocal.dk/20150207/denmark-measles-sceptical-parents-outbreak

Denmark has 'absurd double standard' in Africa


Published: 25 Jul 2014 12:46

Experts have criticised the development ministry for punishing Uganda for its anti-gay laws while opening a new embassy in Nigeria, which also harshly punishes homosexuals.

Denmark’s policies toward Africa are hypocritical and patronising, a number of experts say, pointing to the different approaches to Uganda and Nigeria’s anti-homosexual laws.

Uganda’s anti-gay law led Denmark to divert its foreign aid to the country away from the government, but a similar law in Nigeria did nothing to stop Denmark from opening a new embassy there.
“See from an African perspective, our behaviour looks like an absurd double standard,” Stig Jensen, the head of the University of Copenhagen’s Centre for African Studies, told Jyllands-Posten.

"If the West can get jobs, then limiting gay rights doesn’t seem to matter. When it comes to classic development support, it matters a lot,” he said.

Jensen also criticised Denmark for failing to react on behalf of the hundreds of Egyptians who have been sentenced to death for protesting against the military coup there and said that in general African leaders feel like they are talked down to by the West.

Christian Bjørnskov, a professor of development economics at Aarhus University, agreed with the criticism.

“We behave hypocritically. When a case gets media attention, [Denmark] rushes to do something. If there is nothing about it in the media, then we’d rather not rock the boat,” Bjørnskov told Jyllands-Posten. “In reality, it is the media that controls Denmark’s 16 billion kroner a year of development aid.”

Uganda’s Anti-Homosexuality Act of 2014 received widespread media attention in the West, with many outlets labelling it the ‘Kill the Gays bill’ for its proposed death penalty clauses. When the bill was signed into law on February 24th, the death penalty had been replaced by life imprisonment.

Nigeria’s criminalisation of same-sex relationships was signed into law in January with a more muted international outcry despite threatening violators of the law with up to 14 years in prison.

The Danish government announced in January plans to open a new embassy in Nigeria.

“We will open missions in regions and countries where economic growth is booming, where there is a huge potential – and where the economic power shift is accompanied by increased political clout,” the foreign minister at the time, Holger Nielsen, said.

Denmark’s development minister, Mogens Jensen, rejected the notion that the country has a double standard when it comes to Africa.

“Denmark’s aid is built upon clear positions and clear values. Therefore, following the passing of the law in Uganda, we redirected some of the assistance to non-governmental organizations. It is about a respect for human rights, which in my opinion is not a particularly Western value, but something that Uganda itself has pledged to respect,” he told Jyllands-Posten.
http://www.thelocal.dk/20140725/denmarks

The Danish Foreign Ministry has announced a new three-year strategy for combatting piracy that will see its efforts move to the coast of Nigeria for the first time.

Denmark on Thursday announced a new strategy for combating piracy and armed robbery on the high seas that will see the nation expand its into the Gulf of Guinea off the coast of Nigeria.
Denmark to go after pirates in west Africa

“With this strategy, Denmark will continue to be at the forefront of international efforts to combat piracy. Our activities will continue to focus on the Horn of Africa but as something new we will also carry out a range of activities in the Gulf of Guinea in western Africa where piracy and armed robbery at sea are the source of growing international concern,” Foreign Minister Martin Lidegaard said in a press release.

The new anti-piracy strategy covers the years 2015-2018 and focuses on areas where Denmark has strategic maritime interests. The main focus of the efforts will continue to be off the coast of Somalia, where pirates cost the global trade industry nearly $7 billion a year, according to Oceans Beyond Piracy..

Maritime piracy by Somalians in the Horn of Africa hit its peak in 2011, but has since waned significantly in the face of stepped-up international naval patrols.

The new Danish efforts of the coast of Nigeria in western Africa will primarily focus on capacity-building initiatives and cooperation in international maritime security efforts in the region.

“For a maritime nation like Denmark, it is vital that we do what we can to protect shipping and seafarers. With the new strategy, we will delivery military contributions, legal actions and capacity-building to our partners in the affected regions,” Lidegaard said

http://www.thelocal.dk/20150205/denmark-expands-fight-against-pirates-to-west-africa

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kzr-MM6gUF4

Pastor Tunde Bakare on The Real Buhari (Interview Pt1


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-g_qAO6cGjk

Sickle Cell - a Nutritional Deficiency Disease?

by Elena N. Marcus

We have reached the end of September, the ‘sickle cell anemia month,’ without any exciting news in the field. Last December, the National Institute of Health stopped a clinical trial that tested the possibility of reducing the number of blood transfusions in children who are at risk of stroke. Norvalis had been testing a new iron chelator, ICL-670 and comparing it with one that is already on the market. Sickle cell patients often have to take iron chelators in order to remove the excess of this mineral caused by blood transfusions.

On the other hand, the news regarding the evidence that sickle cell crises can and have been avoided in clinical and epidemiological studies by administering a missing nutrient is almost three-quarter-century old. In an 1973 article in the American Journal of Clinical Nutrition, Robert Houston reviewed the evidence that sickle cell is a thiocyanate-deficiency disease, and expressed outrage that this evidence had been ignored for 40 years. And it is still ignored today by most those who suffer from the disease.

It has been known since the 19th century that sickle cell disease did not exist in Africa before Europeans penetrated this continent. The thiocyanate, present in plants called nitrilosides, such as cassava (manioc) and the African yam was abundant in diet staples of Africans. Cassava is a native of South America, and was introduced here in the 1600s. According to Houston, studies show that West Africans had more thiocyanate in their blood and saliva than African-Americans. According to researcher Oji Agbai, the sickle cell anemia is common now in his native regions of Northern Africa, among city dwellers who have replaced their native staples with rice and wheat. Incidentally, there is evidence that thiocyanate protects against cancer and high blood pressure as well. According to the National Institute of Health, African-American men are more likely to suffer from high blood pressure, and African American women have more virulent breast cancers than Americans of European descent. Thiocyanate found in foods such as broccoli is now recognized as an anti-cancer compound.

In the 1980s, anthropologist Fatima Linda Collier Jackson (then with the University of California at Berkeley), found a high incidence of sickle cell homozygous genotype (carrying two sickle cell genes) in regions of North Africa. Since it made no sense for carriers of genes that shorten life span to strive in a population, this finding forwarded the theory proposed by Linus Pauling a decade before, that sickle cell anemia is a nutritional deficiency diseases, in fact an adaptive condition. According to this theory, the sickle cell anemia protects the carrier against the malaria parasite, plasmodium falciparum. The parasite doesn’t strive well in blood, under conditions of scarce oxygen. However painful sickle cell crises may be, malaria is deadly. Before Jackson, anthropologist William H. Durham had previously studied the customs of West Africans and discovered that during the malaria season, strict religious decrees prevented locals from eating the thiocyanate-rich African yams even during food scarcity periods.

Jackson further administered thiocyanate to guinea pigs, and found that the substance caused carbamylation, an effect upon the blood cells which is salutary against sickling episodes.

Biochemist Oji Agbai ND, PhD from Tulsa, Oklahoma, author of Sickle Cell Anemia: A Solution at Last, has created a micronutrient compound that contains potassium thiocyanate (KSCN) together with iodine. In his self-published book, Agbai relates a clinical study in which the KSCN improved the condition of a patient whose veins were so riddled with needles, that blood transfusions could no longer be performed. He found that the KSCN prevented the red blood cells from becoming sickle-shaped and lessened the number of crises by making the blood more soluble, and by dilating the blood vessels.

Agbai, who is a descendant from the North African tribe Igbo, together with medical authorities in Niger, have successfully tested the benefits of KSCN in the sickle cell population in that country.

Furthermore, before many new 'improved' and newly patented pharmaceuticals for high blood pressure came on the market, potassium thyocianate was commonly administered during the 1930s to lower blood pressure.

About one in every 500 African-Americans have sickle cell anemia, a disease that is due to a tendency of blood cells to ‘ dry out’ and assume a sickle shape (instead of the usual circular form), leading to oxygen starvation, anemia, and severe pain. About one in 12 people of African descent have the sickle cell ‘trait,’ which means they carry a single gene for the condition. The condition may also be present among people from the Middle East, India, South America, and Jamaica.

Only those individuals who are born with double sickle cell ‘allele,’being therefore homozygote for sickle cell, may actually have blood cells that ‘sickle.’ The anemia is characterized by extremely painful crises, depression of the immune system, fatigue, and diseases derived from low immunity. The patients also suffer from adverse effects of modern treatments which are often invasive and dangerous. Blood transfusions and a drug called hydroxyurea are the most common palliative solutions. The first places the patients at risk of iron overload and strokes (especially children), and the second is a known carcinogen. The life expectancy of a sickle cell patients is 45 years, and the quality of life is considerably diminished.


In the 1970’s when Linus Pauling discovered the molecular basis of the sickle cell anemia, he contended it was a nutrient-deficiency disease. Houston and others have followed in his steps with numerous valid arguments, including clinical reports from the 1930’s and 1940s of the benefits of thiocianate in sickle cell blood. In his seminal article in which he lays out the evidence, both epidemiological and biochemical, Houston reviews the literature describing how Jamaicans who have immigrated to the United States have developed sickle cell anemia, a genetic ‘disease’ of which they had not even been aware. When some of these Jamaican natives returned to their island (and to their native diets) the sickle cell anemia crises subsided completely. Foods containing thiocyanate compounds are vegetables from the brassica family such as cabbage and broccoli, the seeds of most fruits, flax seeds, bitter almonds, the grain millet, and some pulses (beans). Africans have food preparation customs which lower the cyanate content of their staples, the cassava and African yam (no relation with potato), to safe levels.

Although currently it is studied as a anti-cancer micronutrient, thiocyanate suffered a bad rap due to the fact that, on its metabolic path in the body, it turns into cyanide. However, pure cyanide, a molecule of carbon and one of nitrogen united by a triple bond, has existed long before any life form existed on Earth. Human body, and other vertebrates as well, can handle minute amounts of this highly poisonous substance. In fact cyanide has a role in the synthesis of vitamin B12. After making use of it, the body turns the cyanide back into thiocyanate with the help of the enzyme rhodanide synthetase. Sufficient protein intake is needed for this conversion to take place. Additonally, individuals who eat thiocyanate-rich foods have to supplement with iodine.

There are dozens of plants containing thiocyanate or various compounds of cyanide, and one pioneer in revealing their health-giving properties, Ernst T. Krebs, has called them nitrilosides. Krebs, who contended that thiocyanate should be accepted as a vitamin (B17), researched animal diets as a student of zoology and found that most animals, including those living at the North Pole, have a thiocyanate source in the diet.

Sickle cell patients were found to be clinical deficient in many micronutrients, including the amino acid Arginine, the minerals zinc, magnesium and the B vitamins. Some studies show that these and other nutrients such as fish oil, and a combination of folic acid, aged garlic, l-Arginine, vitamins E and C have had beneficial effects on the health of these patients. The mineral zinc, for example, was found to reduce leg ulcers, which are often associated with sickle cell anemia, while the mineral magnesium pidolate was found to reduce the crises.


One of the most staunch promoter of nutrition awareness among sickle cell patients, Berkeley nutritionist and health writer Clara Felix reported repeatedly on the sickle cell and thiocyanate connection in her newsletter, “The Felix Letter, A Commentary on Nutrition.” She kept track relentlessly of all the efforts towards research in this direction. She also has described the cold shoulder that she encountered when she tried to bring Oji Agbai and other thiocyanate promoters to the attention of clinical practitioners, specifically at the Children's Hospital in Oakland. Clara Felix so wanted that those children (from the sickle cell ward at Oakland Children Hospital for example) benefit from her passionate research. In her memory, her son Elliot, has founded a non profit sickle cell section in his acupuncture clinic (http://www.clarafelixclinic.org). The clinic has a holistic approach to disease that includes nutritional supplements and counseling, heat massage, acupuncture and massage
http://doghappiness.net/Sickle-Cell-Anemia.php

Thiocyanate: An All Natural Cure for Sickle Cell Anemia?

Anti-Sickling Medicine in African Yams and Cassava

By Ana Kirk


November 4, 2010

"The poor little thing is in for a rough life," were the words of the doctor in reference to the little boy whom I helped to attend under the guidance of my preceptor that night in the emergency room where I was doing my clinicals as an emergency medical technician student. This is the first time I really pondered the question of whether there is a cure for sickle cell anemia.

What Is Thiocyanate? Is It a Possible Cure for Sickle Cell Anemia?

Thiocyanate, sometimes called sulfocyanate or simply "yam vitamin" is a natural substance found in certain plants called nitrilosides among which are the foods African yams and cassava. These edible plants were once staples in the diet of native Africans before the introduction of grains such as rice and wheat. During the times when African yams and cassava were consumed as staples in Africa, sickle cell anemia was non-existent. These foods are still consumed in Africa, but in smaller quantities, and now sickle cell anemia exists there.

Is the consumption of plants such as the African yam and cassava a natural cure for sickle cell anemia? Some answer that question in the affirmative and view the disease as the consequences of a nutritional deficiency that disappears when the missing nutrient, thiocyanate, is provided in the diet. Fortunately, those who believe that there's a cure for sickle cell anemia also believe that African Americans, in addition to returning to some of the foods of the motherland, must also rid their diet of harmful "foods" and drinks that are destroying the health of all North Americans regardless of ethnic origin. If someone diagnosed with this disease never again had to endure sickle cell crisis, would it not be said that he found a cure?

Thiocyanate: The Anti-Sickling Nutrient

Sickle cell disease is characterized by crescent-shaped or sickled red blood cells and chronic anemia resulting from the abnormally high destruction of red blood cells. Thiocyanate has been proven to greatly reduce the sickling of red blood cells and it might completely prevent sickling in many individuals. In the case of the total prevention of sickling, many people would call this a "cure" for sickle cell anemia.

Scurvy is a disease caused by insufficient vitamin C in the diet. Who worries about developing scurvy as long as they eat some fruits? Beriberi is a disease caused by a deficiency of vitamin B1 (thiamin). Who worries about developing it in the U.S.A where foods are enriched with this nutrient? Pellagra is a disease caused by a deficiency of vitamin B3 (niacin). Again, who is concerned about developing pellagra since almost all foods are at least enriched with the nutrient?

Why face the great discomfort that can be experienced during a sickle cell crisis, the health risks of blood transfusions, pain killers, and life-threatening side effects of the drug hydroxyurea frequently used in treatment? Long term use of hydroxyurea has been linked to the development of cancerous tumors and leukemia.

Foods Rich in Thiocyanate

Those who will not cease to believe that there is a cure for sickle cell anemia will persist in following a diet high in organic iron, cleansing natural chlorophyll, and the all natural anti-sickling nutrient, thiocyanate. Foods and herbs high in natural iron include: green leafy vegetables such as greens and green leaf lettuce (not ice berg), yellow vegetables such as squash, whole grain products made from grains such as spelt, barley, millet, sorghum, kamut, and oats, legumes, lentils, kidney beans, dandelion, burdock, yellow dock root, strawberry fruit, kelp, cayenne and dulse. Good sources of chlorophyll are any of the green leafy vegetables such as greens and other vegetables such as bell pepper. African yam and cassava are believed to be the richest sources of thiocyanate; but, what if those foods aren't readily available? Other sources of thiocyanate are: millet, buckwheat, lima beans, greens, cabbage, carrots, cashew nuts, cauliflower, strawberries, lentils, broccoli, chickpeas, plantain (a type of banana), and sorghum. It's still a good idea, however, to continue looking for sources of African yam and cassava.
http://www.blackherbals.com/thiocyanate.htm

One Week After Jean-Marie Le Pen Said That The Charlie Hebdo Attack in Paris was the Work of Western Intelligence and Israel, His House is Burned Down with Him Inside

‘Jean-Marie Le Pen, the founder of France’s far-Right Front National party, was slightly injured on Monday in an accidental fire at his house outside Paris.

The fire at Mr Le Pen’s house in Rueil-Malmaison is thought to have started in a chimney where work was being carried out. Mr Le Pen was injured as he escaped the flames by climbing out a window.

“There’s not much left” of the plush villa in the Paris suburb of Rueil-Malmaison, Mr Le Pen told Paris Match. “The damage is impressive.”‘
"The house burned, my father was inside," said Marine Le Pen, who now leads the Front National party that her 86-year-old father founded.

"I managed to climb out the window, but I tripped and fell onto the ground of the terrace," he told the magazine, adding that he had suffered a minor bruise to the face.


He and his wife were looked after by firefighters, but did not require hospitalisation.

"His face was injured, but it is not serious, nothing to worry about," she told AFP.

Miss Le Pen moved out of another of her father's homes in the western Paris suburbs last year after one of his Doberman dogs reportedly savaged one of her Bengal cats.

Le Parisien newspaper reported that around 40 firefighters were sent to the house and that the ground floor of the building was ruined by the blaze.

There was little sympathy for Mr Le Pen on social media, which saw a flurry of posts making fun of Mr Le Pen's misfortune.

"As if one flame could kill another," tweeted @JLRochedy, whose post included a picture of one of the Front National's symbols, a French tricolour flag in the form of a flame.

"Spare a thought for the fire fighters who saved le Pen. They are going to have to live with that all their lives," wrote @AmineJ4 in another of the hundreds of tweets that poured out after news of the fire broke.

Mr Le Pen set up the anti-immigrant and anti-establishment National Front party in 1972.

His daughter took over the party in 2011 and has overseen a huge boost in its fortunes, with the party coming first in France's EU elections last year.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/europe/france/11370225/Jean-Marie-Le-Pen-injured-in-house-fire.html


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Gunman arrested at Dutch news broadcaster NOS

The gunman dropped his weapon when police stormed the studio
A gunman has been arrested in a studio of Dutch news broadcaster NOS after disrupting the main evening news, reportedly demanding airtime.

Staff were evacuated from the building in the Media Park in the central city of Hilversum.

The man, smartly dressed and carrying a long pistol, paced around a studio that appeared to be empty.

When armed police confronted him, he dropped the gun and was overpowered.

During the disruption to the NOS news programme, the channel broadcast a message reading: "In connection with circumstances, no broadcast is available at this time".

Studio arrest
When the channel came on air again, it broadcast video of the gunman wandering about a studio.

According to NOS director Jan de Jong, the gunman had wanted to go to the main evening news studio but instead a guard took him to the studio where daytime bulletins are broadcast.

Dressed in a black suit, white shirt and black tie, and carrying a long black pistol, he can be seen on the video pacing about the studio, which appears to be otherwise empty.

When armed police arrive they order him to drop his weapon and lie down on the floor, which he can be seen doing in the video before being arrested.

The man's motive is still unclear. The NOS footage shows him saying: "The things that are going to be said [pause] - those are very large world affairs. We were hired by the security service."


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jxQQ5yRAJG4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=20RGaGcWl50

Christianity's crisis deepens as ethnic Danes convert to Islam in their thousands
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Between 5,000 to 6,000 Danes have already converted to Islam and more are joining (photo: Colourbox)
Justling for column space with a story about another Danish priest who doesn't believe in the resurrection of Jesus is a report about how more ethnic Danes than ever are converting to Islam.

In spite of the negative image in the media, Muslim organisations and mosques report growing numbers of Danes becoming interested in their religion.

"This year's attendance figures have been high, presenting a huge increase, just as we saw during the Jyllands-Posten crisis," Imran Shah, a spokesman for the Islamic Society, told Metroxpress.

Need to believe in something
Danes often decide to convert to Islam because their partner is a Muslim or because they live near a Muslim community and become interested in the religion.

"I grew up in a disrupted family with a father who is a drug addict. There were times when I needed to believe in something," Malene Dahl, a 19-year-old from Kolding, explained to Metroxpress.

"I chose Islam because I had Muslim friends, so they probably influenced me a little. I have been a Muslim for eight months now."

Some people visit a mosque out of curiosity and slowly build relationships with local Muslims as they feel inspired by their religious views.

"Due to the negative focus of Islam as a religion, many Danes are interested to know what Muslims themselves think about the current discussion. When they engage in a dialogue they don't experience an 'uhh' moment, they experience an 'aha' moment," Imran Shah noted.

5,000 Danes already converted
Although there are no official figures on how many ethnic Danes have converted to Islam so far, Muslim organisations estimate that about 500 people per year have chosen the religion in recent years.

"The number sounds realistic," Brian Arly Jacobsen from the Institute of Cross-Cultural and Regional Studies commented.

"It is probable there are between 5,000 to 6,000 Danish converts, and that more and more wish to convert to Islam."

Danish priests don't believe in resurrection
Meanwhile, Ulla Charlotte Hansen, a priest from Funen, has said she has a hard time believing God created the world in six days or that Jesus came back from the dead.

"If I had to explain how the world was created, I would say scientists have a Big Bang theory," Hansen told Fyens Stiftstidende newspaper.

The debate about how the Bible should be interpreted flared up after a Copenhagen priest, Per Ramsdal, admitted he did not believe Jesus rose from his grave.

After an official meeting with his bishop, however, Ramsdal apologised for his statements.

The bishop of the Funen diocese, Tine Lindhardt, has recently sent a letter to all priests and parish councils on Funen encouraging them to openly debate what the resurrection means.


http://cphpost.dk/news/christianitys-crisis-deepens-as-ethnic-danes-convert-to-islam-in-their-thousands.12419.html