I was born and raised a muslim-american. I know, the words today sound like an oxymoron when spoken together. So imagine living as an oxymoron for the last six years!
People have been trained to see something as beautiful as a quranic verse, as a symbol of terrorism. We have been taught that anyone with a shade of skin lighter than black, but darker than white can't be trusted. And that if a woman wears hijab she should be watched carefully for signs of explosives!
"The public will believe anything, so long as it is not founded on truth."
- Edith Sitwell
We don't want to be that public. One so blind to the truth that we unknowingly destroy the world around us. One so oblivious that the ashes of a decaying world die out as we have our fourth $8 cup of coffee for the day.
All I ask is this: make yourselves aware of the things that are really out there, because you're being made a fool of if you believe everything just because the national news stations reported it.
And most of all, if you see something you can do for someone else in the world, then do it. Because later, you will regret with all your heart a missed opportunity to make a difference.
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indeed we can only truly learn from experience.
and its easier to shake things up when you get in their way physically.
thank you for your words, sister.
we cannot allow stereotypes and judgements to keep us from the most beautiful friendships of our lives!
it is in our sister or brother who looks nothing like us or reminds us nothing of ourselves, that we find the greatest... (fill in the blank)
...beauty.
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