@HiMYSYeD in my dream this a.m., these older friends of my dad whom I'd never met, knew him from when he/they'd pray in London's first Masjid in 1960s. Perhaps my @30masjids project all this time was me 'looking' for him? To find him… again? …fragments of a dream.
— HïMY SYeD (@HiMYSYeD) July 5, 2019
@HiMYSYeD CODA : during the end of the dream, as i awoke during my normal fajr wake-up routine, i 'felt' Imam Yahya Momla's ( Burnaby Masjid ) words, 'gray/white hairs are a sign that the days ahead of you are now less than the days behind you'. Ergo, i'm running out of time.
— HïMY SYeD (@HiMYSYeD) July 5, 2019
The year before my Father died,
My brothers and I and our Father watched a VHS TV broadcast recording of the film Field of Dreams at least two hundred times, almost every day.
The four of us never got tired of watching this film.
Ray Kinsella built a baseball diamond in his corn field and met his father there.
HiMY SYeD blogs 30 Masjids in 30 Days of Ramadan and . . . .
وَلَا تَقُولُوا لِمَنْ يُقْتَلُ فِي سَبِيلِ اللَّهِ أَمْوَاتٌ ۚ بَلْ أَحْيَاءٌ وَلَٰكِنْ لَا تَشْعُرُونَ
“And say not of those who are slain in God’s cause,
“They are dead”:
nay, they are alive, but you perceive it not.”
