Uitspraak van verwijderd op donderdag 6 november 2008 om 16:36:
Veel mensen aanbidden een god omdat ze simpelweg bang zijn voor de dood, en zolang je bang bent voor de dood kan je absoluut niks uit het leven halen! Angst voor de dood is de dood van het leven zelf. Zij die zich overgeven, en de dood accpeteren die kunnen een gezonde wereld teweeg brengen omdat ze inzien dat verandering niet alleen onomkoombaar is maar de pracht die het leven is.
This poem is in loving memory of Khubayb, reputedly composed by the Muslim poet Hassan Ibn Thabit, and is hailed in Arabic literature as a masterpiece. The charm of the original language is impossible to convey in translation.
The enemy allies have converged on me,
incited their clansmen to muster strength;
They've invited their women and children to see,
and tied me to a solid trunk.
To Allah I complain of my loneliness and suffering;
Of enemies who surround me to rejoice at my death.
O Master of the Mighty Throne, grant me strength ,
To bear what they are doing to me;
Piercing my flesh and tearing my limbs.
They gave me a choice to turn away from Thee,
But death is preferrable to that;
That very thought of which brings tears to my eyes,
Not the pain they inflict on me.
I am not afraid of death, for some day everyone has to die;
But I shudder out of fear for the fire of Hell,
for the fury of its flames.
These limbs of mine are a sacrifice for Allah,
Hoping He'll bless every limb offered in His way.
So as long as I die a Muslim, I don't regret a thing,
For My death will occur in Allah's way.
{ At every piercing stab of their sharp spears he chanted:
La-ilaha-illal-aa Muhamma-dararasul-lah,
until his noble soul fled from his body in search of his Lord,
to complain of the tyranny of his tormentors.}
Over wie gaat dit gedicht?
Khubayb ibn Adiy
HE was taken captive and escorted in a procession of thousands which was led by men like men like Abu Sufyan ibn Harb, and Safwan ibn Umayah, and which included Said ibn Amir.
The women and children pushed him to the place set for his death. Khubayb's death was to be in revenge for Quraysh losses in the battle of Badr. When the assembled throng arrived at the appointed place with him, the prisoner, Khubayb said in a firm but quiet voice amid the shouting of women and children:
"If you would, leave me to pray two rakaats before my death."
This the Quraysh allowed. Khubayb faced the Ka'bah and prayed two rakaats. Then Khubayb faced the Quraysh leaders.
"By God, if you thought that I asked to pray out of fear of death, I would think the prayer not worth the trouble," he said.
Then the Meccans set about dismembering Khubayb's body while he was yet alive and taunting him in the process.
"Would you like Muhammad to be in your place while you go free?"
With his blood flowing, he replied, "By God, I would not want to be safe and secure among my family while even a thorn hurts Muhammad." People shook their fists in the air and the shouting increased.
"Kill him. Kill him!"
Khubayb lifted his eyes to the heavens above the wooden cross.
"Count them all, O Lord," he said. "Destroy them and let not a single one escape."
Thereafter it could not be counted the number of swords and spears which cut through Khubayb's body.
Uitspraak van verwijderd op donderdag 6 november 2008 om 16:36:
Veel mensen aanbidden een god omdat ze simpelweg bang zijn voor de dood, en zolang je bang bent voor de dood kan je absoluut niks uit het leven halen! Angst voor de dood is de dood van het leven zelf.
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