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Diary Of the City of Smoke

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LECTURES 1,183
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Parties 5
Durée 37m

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Yesterday, 15th March, marked the 3rd year of the Syrian revolution. 

We've all read the news, seen the statistics, but it's robbed us of the human factor. Those are innocent people, 
children and families that are 
torn apart, destroyed and wrecked.

We need to open up our eyes to reality. Honestly, if you even caught a glimpse of what's really going on, you wouldn't sit tight.
Not meant to be offensive; this is me doing my part in raising awareness.
And do your part; prayers and whatever you can give.

Its not only Syria, its Gaza and West Bank and Waziristan and so many more places.

Spread the word. Stand up.
For humanity
{Do not have to be Arab or Muslim or Middle-Eastern to read this. For all}


A short story- collection, on something that's very close to my heart.



[Spiritual #512]Tous Droits Réservés

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He saved you He saved me What about others?, écrit par Robbymak

The world was full of trouble. Full of confusion and a catastrophic dilemma. One couldn't imagine at what destructive measure it would disintegrate into. While so many things were done to make the world a better place. At some point, it would later be revealed that the biggest problem was not a lack of educational facilities or a lack of health facilities. Believe it or not, Africa, also wasn't the world's biggest problem. The problem with the world today is sin. Sin brought about problems that would perpetuate into many more generations to come! It's almost unbelievable that someone would leave greener pastures to settle in a beat-down environment like Earth. One would wonder what this being could ever want. If life existed beyond the surfaces of our universe, why stay? If there was the possibility of walking with a glory that outshined the brightness of the sun, why hesitate? God cannot love us anymore than He loves our neighbor. His love tank is so vast that it accommodates everyone. Had He only sent Jesus Christ to the rich or the poor in African households, His love would then be conditioned to those that qualified. What makes His love so unique and strange is that He loves the broken and the sinners. He loves those of us that are unlikeable and unattractive. He persuaded His only son to die gruesomely to have all of mankind at His bosom. In the movies, opening doors and buying a bouquet of flowers is symbolic of love. In families, love is expressed in many different kind of forms. Even animals have ways in which they show affection. While all of that might stand out. It cannot be compared to the love of God. God can feel love, and He is love!

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COMPLETED ✔️✔️ Excerpt. * "I won't bite. . .yet. . .I promise" He said with a teasing smirk. Walking in the rain didn't sound like a bad idea. Naima didn't want to sit in a car alone with him. As her luck was rare, the thunder clapped and she found herself racing into a practical stranger's car. That wasn't the plan. Naima looked at him weirdly. "Fine. . .but don't try anything funny." "You have my word. I won't try anything. . . funny, Habiba." She could have voiced her disapproval in his insistent need to call her Habiba. But there were much more bigger problems. * Blurb. A bump in the high school hallway? Cliché. . .I know. But it did happen. And personally Naima hated clichés. She was clearly going to hate him too. But she didn't design life. No one did. And Tawfiq had a way of sneaking up into people's lives if he wanted. And he wanted to sneak into the one hijabi in his French class. Things start not to match up with what Naima knows and questions are raised. Everyone hides something from the world. . . Even stars hide behind clouds on a cloudy night. When the clouds move, will a beautiful starry night be seen or a dark sky with no stars? As the saying goes, Nothing is really truly hidden... Forget Disney and fairy tales. For this is a whole different tale. WARNING ‼️ ⚠️ You'll laugh with them. You'll cry with them. You'll hate some with a passion. You'll love some with the same passion. Started: September 2017. Ended: December 2018. Book 1 in The Secret Series