Most of you know I don’t place a lot of weight on ahadith. The Qur’an is the Word of God and the only necessary source. Ahadith are nice when they fortify our faith, but so many—even the ones supposedly considered ‘reliable’ that are somehow always narrated by those who hated women—have the opposite effect on …
Category: love
It’s my way or… I guess I’m taking the highway.
In the midst of frustrations with my tragus, I’ve arrived to a realization about my body, and that’s if it reacts with complications to being wounded—i.e. those helix piercings that weren’t healing because I ran my hairbrush through them—it’s not going to heal properly around the wound unless I completely remove the piercing, let the …
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The Meaning of Love
I'm so unimpressed with people who appropriate claiming they "love the culture"—do you think I'm not in love with dreamcatchers and afros? I manage to control myself, because there is this thing, that comes with love, called respect. And it involves appreciating that attributes and artifacts you "love" have a history, a deep meaningfulness for …
the fatal feminist 