I Don't Believe That God Has A Physical Form.

I don't believe that God has a physical form.

As a Muslim, we know that God doesn't have a physical form that we can see or touch yet. But while I lay here with a dull ache in my heart, I tried imagining being held in someone's arms. Something to soothe that ache. But then I got this image in my head. A warm blanket of light, of noor, being wrapped around me. I felt a warm feeling spread inside of my body.

That's the same feeling that I used to have whenever I prayed Tahajjud.

God will find a way back into your life and no matter what, you will always end up appreciating it.

I don't know who wrote this. That's the whole point of the unsent project but I resonate with it so much. The person that changed my views on life, on love, on myself, her name starts with a G. The thing is I could lay here in my bed and keep typing and typing about her but I am not gonna do that.

There is a saying, where attention goes, energy flows. This person doesn't deserve my energy anymore. I genuinely wish her the best now but I will not allow myself to be consumed by someone who isn't mine anymore. I would like to think that some part of her is still mine, that maybe in the future we'll make it right and love again but truth is that is just my delusions talking.

To whoever is reading this right now, if you are hung up on someone, please know that at the end of the day all they are is a person, an individual, a human. We have 8 billons of those on this earth. I know that when we love someone, they become everything. They are everything to us but please remember that without your attention, that person isn't actually special. The only thing making them special is your fixation on them. If you wanna heal. Let that fixation go. Let those day dreams go. It sucks. But it works and it's worth it.

How can you say that you've moved on ?

I no longer include her in my future planning. She has no place in my life anymore. No role to fill, no house to share, no kids to raise. Nothing.

Motivating myself by looking at my gold so I can accomplish my goal.

Please laugh at the rhyme, a levels is killing me.

No, you don't still love her.

No, she isn't the one.

No, it wasn't just bad timing.

No, giving it another try won't work.

No. No. No.

I'm sorry love, she just isn't the one for you and I know you love her so much but she's not worth it.

The idealised version of her that you have created in your mind deserves your love. Her true self doesn't deserve it in the slightest.

Currently 2 and 3

I have like only three moods:

1) I’m god

2) I’m a failure

3) I’m horny