I was being lectured last night by an Arab Sheikh on his theory of governance. It was pressing a thumb print into a date, and adding ground pistachio. He was quite sincere, that this was the best way, the way of wisdom, the way of Allah. It was impressing one’s will on a soft substrate. There was a very distinct feeling tone, one which cannot be communicated with words
And they were showing me Arabic letters showing up in random places, like electrical wiring. When they happen by accident, it is considered God speaking.
Within humanity, there are many spaces. These spaces can be entered, and learned from.
All my life, I have only been operating at a small fraction of my actual capacity. I may one day soon be able to see much more. Inshallah.