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Curaezipirid
06-18-2007, 02:40 AM
Salamualaykum,

I usually am not inclined to put my knowledge about drugs into any context in which I can trust that most folk are believers and not drug users. However, I can access considerable knowledge about drug use and how to get off drugs in particular.

It has been my paid work at times, to educate susceptible youth so as to deter them from drug use. And I use lessons learnt well to deter others.

However, there was recently a thread asking if smoking marijhuana is haram. (yes of course, as an intoxicant, it can only be haram), As anybody who read my posts in that thread might have read, I am myself confessed in some level of marijhuana smoking. What that level is can be truly accounted as irrelevant, simply because I know in my self that my own want is to beg that I used far less then most of my peers within that specific social context, as though that could excuse me, when I know full well that there is no excuse in Allah. But please believe me that my own minimal use has factually provided me with the required knowledge to help other folk to not use, and also to assist others to cease from smoking the weed.

If there does happen to be any person who believes in Allah and is in contact with other Muslims through this forum, and whom also wants the means of helping themself or anybody to give up any drug use, perhaps it is that I can be of assistance through highlighting what exactly that comprehension is which folk seek to obtain through drugs. Once any person gets it without being drug effected, the drug using is really far more frightening to contemplate.

That is sort of what I was trying to get at in the other thread, only that there is a very real reason to fear smoking cannabis/hemp/marihuana/weed/ganga/yandi/ or whatever it is called when sold where you live.

Here in this thread, I have opened it because today I am going through some of my poetry, and compiling it all into sections. I thought that perhaps the person whom started up that other thread, and any other people whom were similarly confused, might like to read the following particular poem.

The poem was most definitely not directly influenced by drug use in the present time, but only in the past, and in that it amply depicts the self of a person whom is smoking hemp. But depicts that in a way which is most off putting.

So if it is only very boring and offputting for you, then believe that smoking hemp is similarly boring, but if you ever had a taste for hemp smoke, so are enabled to get into the mental constructs described, then know that the content is very real, and that Allah knows exactly who I had been sensitive to, as I describe in the poem. It depicts the way in which some folk, (usually drug sellers) are taking advantage of folk who use drugs, by forcing drug users to swallow more and more of the drug sellers sinning against the drug buyers.

In the publication I own the copyright to the following poem in, it has a little introduction like this:

This next poem is long and turgid, in only the way that every marijhuana influenced thing becomes long and turgid, that is, if conscious. If you are lucky and intelligent to some of the subtext, which it has aplenty, you might find the poem able to exorcise from you any marijhuana cravings in your own presence.

Attend the Rule of Straight no Fool

Their own belief
The drug using quarter
Forebade my truth
When trying to include me
Because of a Husband’s story
And accused me of
Not being able
To sustain upon the table
And follow through in
Believing
What there is to
Believe in
But when
Their own minds were to
Follow the lie among
Their own outcome to find this song
While my belief sustained strong
Was
That those words in our heads
From mutually shared marijhuana beds
Were in dialogue real
Substantiated reference
A real argument between
Me and an actual
But not present
Acquaintance unseen
That when it registered
In me
Time to resign from our line
It was that I resigned
From being causal to
The words we were experiencing
That in every body’s mind
Our then fully acknowledged collective time
Took dispute with me to find
That perhaps it was me who was not real
On the basis that
Only stoned perhaps
Do many not realise the fear
Is truly real
Yet my own mind clear
That when uncertain
Of content described
In the words in mind
Of the collectively observed dialogues find
As to the becoming of
Substantiated in time
What at
Might not be for many a year
Therefore best I cease to enact its facts here
Since no idea in mind in this time
Can be close enough to near
The undercurrents of those years
To be able to realise
The consequences of my facts
So did I cease to do at
But into my gap
Stepped another who at
Might in fact
Have been that
My own lie at
Was that I had more certainty at
The full dialogue
Than any of the rest of
Who knew those words in mind so strong
That kafr mine to swallow
And that which is not to follow
For its self was controlled by
That fear in me of loosing the dialogue’s key
But of what is at stake here
Bear with my conscience clear
For my own dialogue was with a kaffir
While whom did cause that fellow
Was in fact years into the future
Yet to find its farrow
In the company of
The kaffir of my kafr of course
But know you this from me
That in the dialogue’s key
Is the pattern of cannabis attended
So now let me
The dialogue amended
From that time then
To now nearly four years
Into the past
That this need pass
Seems to be
Its causality
Since my own mind sustains
Only that possibility
Of how this became
In the activity game
Of running the smoke
Out through my liver
Before dropping down a level
Of consciousness to dwell
Is what I always knew to be mine
A treasure as only Death can measure
The way through cannabis find
Out of that dialogue terrible
With a then former acquaintance formidable
But now after realisable
Is who is truly the other
A real man and his kafir lover
And neither I nor the man
Did cause that the plan
Of the dialogue
But of what we fear of each other is found
In what that first kaffir known had to hound
And argue at as though real
So my refusal
To then continue
Based then in only his determination
To disprove me
The whole cycle began with
So go on indeed
Your own mind and feed
The insane seen
Of cannabis greed
About what was this argument
About Kinship started
None but that one which
Ever lives
Directly in bodily need
Can I here now then continue
In the safety true
Of not sitting right near to
One who would me abuse
Only so as to then prove
Or so they had planned to
Until run away I had to
From their f**k they wanted through
Win what any police knew
So of my kaffir made lesson
In its acquaintance
I this in forgive will
Though no guaranteed of the next still
And thereafter
Who else could it be
To win over me
Do try the same fellow please
Be who absorb
Your detoxing need
If indeed
You followed this seed
As though sprouted indeed
More than the oil lubricating
Many machines
In the food industry cleaned
By orange peel chemical
Especially those of cheese
Manufacturing
So taking a swing
Perhaps this is why the wind
Might carry more front yard goats
Just in case of
Who forgets to believe
Being eaten in cheese
Cleaned out by his eminence
As I quote
Different the failure indeed
Is the dropping out of conversing
While still believing
In knowledge that this relates to me
And the words in real life be
Of a dialogue consequential to life
That therefore can we
Remember that the whole topic’s key
Is Kinship real
Of the Ummah to believe
So not can I tell you
With whom I spoke
Not the kaffir but the man of who its folk
That I know later than that smoke
It was your sister
Who did to you
But I am not certain if true
Yet but that I ensured
The fact was unconscious you
And now in deeds done true
Find there is no reason to
Abide in its fear through
As though terror had any good cheer
For Kinship true is not queer
But that of social liasons
Conversations and relations
Sustaining of our health
And the key
How to
Is to be drug free
Through tradition real
The words we share in mind
Pictures postures and motion
Repeating shapes of notion
Have laws guiding
Respectful relating
So that in Kinship
Only accountably
Is it possible to be hating
That mine is the old way please
It is far more suited to me
And know this the fact is
That my own home grown
Marijhuana had that
What would never have had
Me confused between
My husband to be
And a kaffir of he
Yet that the stuff we had was
Provided to me with police approval because
Of amphetamine in its growth absorption
And their plan has been
To force Australian Aboriginal children
And mothers and Husbands
To do that their kafr be
For their methodology
So shocking that never its story
Yet this part is real
That for us whom learn too much
What their faces hide from us
Is that they try to force us
To f**k up
In bodily acts of
Incest they stuff
Up the arses of everyone
Through wrongful imprisonment
They can that none
Of us
Are less than fearing
The same conditions
Of holocaust
Is that causal to the will
To enter into apocalypse
By method of
Armageddon still
So over the hill I may be
For it is the way over
That has shown me this key
If
Of indigenous Australian drug use
Sam did
The American link
Ray relied upon
That an Uncle had
Temporarily lost its lid
The question is
How
Of course
Could I an Australian
Claim to know
My own
The horse
Because
Please fear this in me
That those whose way has been
To break with traditional kinship laws
Of our ancestry the best of course
Their Souls have fled their body
And sought another whose abidance will tolerate love
And most of those are Religious known
Whether Christian or Islamic or Animist
The bodies for the trash heap
Are every whose minds
Try to refute their own part in
Whatever the play of
This game has been
Whether drugs or sodomy and
What ever the method of trashing is
Religious belief is what will protect the love that exists
So best that He who knew
And has sustained his own body true
To the law of whose score
His sexual liason is for
Might be enabled to follow for
To father is
Drug and lust free


Alaykumuassalam
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