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We may either choose to stand on the edge of darkness (and note how darkness is often pluralised in the Qur’an in the form of Dhulumat), or we may choose to stand on the edge of light (and note how light – or Nur – is never pluralised in the Qur’an because light is One); or we may choose to dwell in those vast empty spaces in between where missionaries and zealots find the room to inflate their profoundly insecure egos. In those vast spaces they seek out bedrocks of granite upon which to build their castles of stone. But in their zeal they mistake the certainty of their castles for the fragility of their egos – and it is through the fragility of their egos upon which their castles are built that they announce their self-righteous triumph. And so it is that their “triumph” is spawned and proclaimed in a hail of belligerence and corrupted elemental bigotry. In these vast cemeterial plains, corpses put to the torch are often paraded as light.

While the Devil may be seen to personify darkness pluralised; or while he may even be seen to be the details, he is yet not in the details. He is in those vast spaces seeking out those so sure of themselves, so sure of their incorrigible bigotry – men and women alike – that even Santa Claus would stand envious of his facility in handing out infinite gifts of hatred, division, rancour, animosity, enmity, revulsion and aversion, all in gilt-wrapped boxes that would make Pandora scream with envy. In the Promethean scheme of things Pandora had a point; but you don’t set out to destroy evil with evil.

But beyond those vast and dark plains of burning corpses there is always the hope of life…the hope of love – a life and a love that shine with the radiant unicity of Light. I dedicate this as a prayer to the fitra of existence, to that which IS, to that which is so endearingly Pure and incorruptible.

(This “sharh” is a response in agreement with an article about women’s inclusion in sacred spaces.)

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