You guuuuuuuuys. Du’as and prayers for a job would be really appreciated, I’ve been looking really hard and seemingly without any luck. 

Interesting perspective. How do you reconcile that viewpoint with…Israeli soldiers who murder Palestinian children…child molesters…mass murderers…etc

It’s hard to believe that evil people don’t exist, right? I believe that a lot of the time, violent acts are results of conditioning. I don’t believe that people are genetically predetermined to be sociopaths, I think “monsters” are created within their own environments and that rehabilitation is always an option. It’s a hard point to make though, and it’s an internal battle that I always fight whenever I’m reading a case study on war or hearing about a child being injured. I separate justice from what I believe makes a good person — just because I believe that we all have the capacity to be good, does not mean that we allow crimes to happen without any form of punishment. But — and I’m going to focus on Canada and the United States here — “punishment” (Our prison system) needs a severe reform. A reform which includes rehabilitating inmates, not further destroying them.

On Empathy and Compassion

I think, the most important thing that I’ve ever learned is that there are no good people and no bad people. When I was sixteen, I told a man on a train that I didn’t believe in bad people — he told me that I’ll learn when I’m older. And while I (Insh’Allah) am still at the beginning of my life, I can’t see my judgement ever being impaired by the idea that there are people who are purely made of evil. 

I think empathy and compassion are choices we make. You choose to relate to someone, to help them, and to accept them despite their many flaws and mistakes. To feel compassionate towards someone may be the greatest gift you can ever give to anyone.

We do not always extend our compassion. Sometimes we’re greedy, and mean, and cruel. Being human means that you’re always vulnerable to your own vices, but that, in itself is so beautiful to me because making mistakes means recovery. It means letting go of your worst memories, and gaining second chances. I believe in feeling shame and guilt for your mistakes, but never regret, because one day all of the shame that you feel towards all the bad things you’ve ever done will change you into a better person. Your mistakes will become subtle scars in your heart, and while they may always leave a gentle bump of scar tissue, they serve as reminders that you have healed, that you have forgiven yourself, and that you are always growing.

No Scandal tonight.

deezyville:

*Huddles in corner chanting “752”*

thalamtnafsee:

i dont think god has a religion. i think she just has a message: survive.

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