Elder Inside Floating Sufi Bubble

 by Rawclyde!

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Tiny bubbles & colossal bubbles

All kinds of bubbles blowing in the wind

Full of Sufi miracles

Impossible to comprehend

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Capt’n Chuck Fiddler’s Afghaneeland Bubble

Inside which resides the mountain ridge

On which is perched the village of Pluckame

Now hovers above a borderland of Afghanistan

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Afghan National Army soldiers fire their guns

The Taliban keep a comin’ outta Pakistan

Faraway Iraq & Syria suck up American air support

But for one strange bubble in the sky

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Capt’n Chuck Fiddler’s Afghaneeland Bubble

The most viable support Afghan soldiers have got now

From the United States or from their own nation

Has them buffaloed & worried

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40 soldiers surrounded by 1,000 screaming enemy

And 10,000 ricocheting singing bullets

 Repeatedly look up & pray for a stray Warthog aeroplane

But all they see up there is a bubble!

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Capt’n Chuck Fiddler’s Afghaneeland Bubble

Offers them as much soothing consolation as an unarmed goat

With a bell around his neck warning every Talib in the vicinity

That he is lamb-chops sneeking around

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One Afghan patriot, Pvt. Ghani Gandhara, gets a bullet in the belly

Moans, gazes futiley at the sky & spies the damn bubble

 That pretends to be a Sufi miracle floating amidst the tumultuous clouds

 The wounded private cries out, “Ah shit!  Allah loves the Taliban!!!”

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One of the oldest living faces on planet Earth shows up

Magnified magnificently on the soapy orb above the profusely bleeding soldier

And, thusly, an elder of the village inside it speaks forth to Pvt. Gandhara

“Have faith.  It’s all you’ve got right now.”

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Tiny bubbles & colossal bubbles

All kinds of bubbles blowing in the wind

Full of Sufi miracles

Too wondrous to comprehend

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Afghaneeland Adventure Series | Old Timer Chronicle II

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Sheena’s Teepee

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by Rawclyde!

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Col. Sheena Johnson

U.S. Army legend

Sets-up a teepee above Pluckame

High on the mountain ridge

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Here she hones her arrowheads

& prays to St. Joan of Arizona

Her ex-Taliban husband Habibullah

Assists

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Young enchantress Mamoodia

The other Sufi archer of Pluckame

Patrols

Her bow vibrant & arrows a quiver

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Life in a Sufi bubble

Has it’s ups & downs

But mostly it floats

Miracles often occur

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Sheena becomes so angelic

She sprouts wings

Every curve of her body

Softens

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And Habibullah swears

He’s

Gone

To heaven 

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Text / Copyright Clyde Collins 2014

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Afghaneeland Adventure Series | Old Timer Chronicle II

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Jihad

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Holy War

For man to raise his sword against man, for man to kill man, is not holy war.  True holy war is to praise God and to cut away the enemies of truth within our own hearts.  We must cast out all that is evil within us, all that opposes God.  This is the war that we must fight.

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sufi-muhaiyaddeen

Muhammad Raheem Bawa Muhaiyaddeen

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from his book

Islam & World Peace

Explanations of a Sufi

1987

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My brethren, let me tell you a story so that you may better understand the meaning of jihad, or holy war.  When God formed Adam out of earth, He placed the great trust of the light of Nur Muhammad on Adam’s forehead and decreed that man would know things that the angels and other beings could never know.  The leader of the jinns was watching and listening.  He became filled with jealousy, pride, and vengeance, and these qualities changed him into satan.  At once he began to speak against God, boasting to Adam, “I am more exalted than you.  Allah said that He created you to be most exalted, but you are only made of earth.  I am made of fire.  If you bow down to me I will help you, but if you attempt to rise above me, then I will do many evil things to you and make you suffer greatly.”

Then that light on Adam’s forehead looked closely at satan, and when satan saw the radiance, there arose within him an even greater fear, jealousy, and vengeance.  Once again he sneered at Adam, “You are created out of mere earth, and yet you dare to look at me like this!  Because you were given a higher place than I was, I will create sorrow and suffering for you until the very end.”  Then satan spat on him, and the moment that spit landed on Adam, satan’s poisonous qualities entered him and spread throughout his entire body.  Those qualities became the darkness of the mind and the veils within the innermost heart.

Upon seeing what had happened, Allah commanded the Angel Gabriel to pinch out that spot of hell where satan’s spit had landed.  The hollow that remained became the navel.  Even though the spit itself was cleared away, some of the poison of those evil, envious qualities had already entered Adam and in that way were passed on to his descendents, causing all of mankind endless trouble.  Because of satan’s actions, Allah commanded that he and his followers be cast out of heaven.  Then he elevated Adam to the high position decreed for him.

This is a very great matter.  I have related only a small part of it to show you that the most important jihad, the holy war that each one of us must fight, is the war against these qualities.  Just as satan was thrown out of heaven because he opposed the Almighty, Unique One, we too must cast out all that is evil within us, everything that opposes God.  Those evil qualities of jealousy and vengeance are the qualities that ruin us and take us on the path to hell…

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faded salome

Salome by Henno Drop

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Just Looking For Trouble

sheena-de-souza

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I once had a student

Who would sit alone in her house at night

shivering with worries

And fears,

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And, come morning,

She would often look as though

She had been raped

By a ghost.

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Then one day my pity

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Crafted for her a knife

From my own divine sword.

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Since then,

I have become very proud

Of this student.

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For now, come night,

Not only has she lost all her fear,

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Now she goes out

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Just looking for

Trouble.

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Hafiz

The Great Sufi Master

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http://www.networklobby.org/notb13

http://awwproject.org/2013/02/i-am-alone

http://www.wilsonquarterly.com/essays/afghanistan-in-three-voices

http://girlswithguns.org

http://www.girlswithguns.org/news/news0003.htm

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We Have Not Come To Take Prisoners

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US soldier & Afghan trainee with RPG

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We have not come here to take prisoners,

But to surrender ever more deeply

To freedom and joy.

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We have not come into this exquisite world

To hold ourselves hostage from love.

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Run dear friend,

From anything

That may not strengthen

Your precious budding wings.

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Run like hell dear friend,

From anyone likely

To put a sharp knife

Into the sacred, tender vision

Of your beautiful heart.

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We have a duty to befriend

Those aspects of obedience

That stand outside of our house

And shout to our reason

“O please, O please,

Come out and play.”

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For we have not come here to take prisoners

Or to confine our wondrous spirits,

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But to experience ever and ever more deeply

Our divine courage, freedom, and

Light!

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from

the great Sufi master

Hafiz

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translated by Daniel Ladinsky

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free read:

Afghaneeland

Afghanistan’s new Iliad

by Afghanistan’s new Homer

Rawclyde

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