Quran Versus Bible

My blog is mostly about Adam & Eve’s story in the Book of Genesis.

Not without reason.

My whole life revolves around marital problems, women’s rights, show of deep love & respect of my mother who used to believe marriage was somehow evil.

Even my Terminator project is dedicated to Terminator T-800 in the movie Terminator 2: Judgement Day, where he is shown to have learned his lesson so well that Sarah Connor praises him above all humans when she says,

Sarah Connor: [voiceover] Watching John with the machine, it was suddenly so clear. The terminator, would never stop. It would never leave him, and it would never hurt him, never shout at him, or get drunk and hit him, or say it was too busy to spend time with him. It would always be there. And it would die, to protect him. Of all the would- be fathers who came and went over the years, this thing, this machine, was the only one who measured up. In an insane world, it was the sanest choice.

There’s another reason for my affection with the word “terminator”, despite its negative impression in the minds of the masses: I, even I, am a terminator because I’m the last stop. All the roads lead to me. All your troubles end with me.

I never let an opportunity to help people-in-need slip from my hand. I don’t let them go before I make sure their problem is solved.

I know I’m considered a weirdo like that Terminator, servant of women & children.

“What kind of a man are you? Why children don’t fear you?” A female school principal where I used to teach English, once said to me.

“Why children (of grade IV) need to fear me? Am I a lion or what?” I said in my heart.

She was a woman and women love God & children and hate violence & all evil. Hence, her anti-children disappointment must have been instigated by a male.

Faced with evil, always look for the male factor!

But there were 3 males there and before I figured out who was responsible for promotion of corporal punishment of innocent children, I was fired.

Later on, God told me “It was Sir Amir Raza, jealous of your competencies despite your lower salary.”

Of course he was!

The other two male staff had nothing to do with either children or me. But Sir Amir Raza’s mysogyny and anti-children Satanism was due to his poor English. His poor English skills were exposed because of me so he kept conspiring until I got fired for no reason.

I call it obeying Jesus Christ when He said

“Whosoever will come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow Me.”

and

“For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will save it. What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, and yet lose or forfeit his very self?”

Besides my presentation of Adam’s story and my theory of AI (Artificial Intelligence) and how to build a Terminator that works — a computer that sees, hears, thinks and understands, the bulk of my blog consists of my life’s memoirs.

But again, most, if not all, of them are about women & children.

They’re about my childhood, meeting Jesus Christ in a pile of trash as detailed in my post,  Jesus In The Trash,  — where he handed me the Technology of Overcoming The World: The Crucifixion — something Christians don’t understand.

When I was admitted to school, I had bleeding nose due to extremely hot weather.

Luckily, my funny older brother, Sajid, caught me unsuccessfully washing my nose off blood in the bathroom’s sink.

He is a funny guy who is a born physician.

He immediately rushed me to the kitchen, let me stand on a small stool for my head to reach the kitchen sink, opened the fridge, took out frozen water jug and poured that frosty water on the top of my head.

His trick worked — as usual.

The bleeding stopped instantly. He then let me lay down on my back with my nose raised by putting some pillows under my head.

I won’t exaggerate if I said he saved my life because all others were taking a long nap (siesta). I’d have bled to death by the time they had woken up.

Jesus Christ took over from that point.

He sent His angel and I saw a dream.

I saw I was in a room with the door closed.

A monkey was outside the room. He extended his tail underneath the door’s clearance and grabbed a 50 Halalah coin.

Then the angel of God woke me up.

I fool failed to understand.

So next night, God’s angel appeared to me again and I saw that same exact dream again.

Then I fool understood.

I grabbed a 50 Halalah coin from my mom’s money-keeping box.

To be continued…

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Quran Versus Bible

The Untold Story of Creation!

I guess most of my readers have already read the Story of Creation in the Book of Genesis at least once? If not, please do so now.

I also believe it’s safe to assume that none has understood much of it. In fact, most all have actually misunderstood it.

I’m not going to blame those who failed to understand it — “Only God understands what God says and God only listens to God”.

But I usually lash out my great displeasure at teachers and preachers of Bible — because they work so hard to assert their wrong interpretations.

They do evil and that displeases me.

Today I’m going to uncover another great mystery of the Book of Genesis.

Pay attention and listen carefully.

The scholars have wondered for thousands of years about God’s declaration “It’s very good” when He created mankind on the 6th day.

Why call evil “very good”?

They wonder but fail to find an answer because they don’t pay attention to what Jesus says in Gospel.

When approached by a would-be, rich disciple called Joseph, Jesus rebuked & corrected Joseph by asking him “Why do you call me ‘good teacher?'”

Why?

Because Jesus Christ is NOT a good teacher!

He’s a wicked teacher who loves & enjoys evil!

So now let me re-tell the Story of Creation and you’ll understand everything because God explains to me His words — all of them.

When God created Woman, He asked her to produce children and nurture them till they grow up and that’s what women do. So God got nothing to hold against women.

But when God asked Man to earn a living and give it to his wife so that she could stay at home in peace, produce children and nurture them, Man rebelled.

He said “No Sir! Why should I bow to women? It’s my money, my house, my rules. I’ll not bow to women. Instead, I’ll ask women to bow to me!

“I’m a man. I’m strong. I’m not a kid, I know everything. You can’t fool me, Sir. I know everything!

“Women are weak. They’re fools. They stay at home. What do they know? Women don’t know anything!”

When God saw this rebellion, He didn’t feel scared. Neither did He feel sorry.

No.

He said “This is very good. This is going to be fun. We’re going to have some fun.

LET THERE BE FUN!”

And there was fun.

He picked an angel and said “Your job is to teach Man everything that I hate” and that Satan got down to his job. He loves evil.

God then turned to Woman and said “I’ll turn your heart to Man so that he’ll easily rule over you!”

Man is created from dust. Dust is dirty. Don’t eat dust. It contains all kinds of germs and insects. We don’t eat dust. We keep dusting and throwing dirt out, don’t we?

But women are created from a rib. It’s good to eat a rib; it’s clean. Even if it falls and gathers some dust, it’s still clean. Just wash it and eat it.

We don’t throw away ribs, do we?

Then God sat back and wondered with us: “Can Man indeed establish his rule over women against My will or is he going to bow to Woman?”

Now look all around you.

What do you see?

Man is bowing down to Woman!

Man is fighting for women’s rights: No nation can advance unless they learn to respect their women.

That’s the secret of Wealth of Nations. It’s the untold secret of success of Anglo-Saxons!

“Satan” is a Jewish word that means “enemy”. The whole world says Satan means “enemy of God”. Well, that’s not totally wrong but “Satan” actually means “misogynist” (enemy of women).

If you do misogyny, then God will put a curse on you. If you don’t repent, He’ll keep putting more curses on you until a time will come when you’ll hardly progress.

You’ll feel as if you’re crawling on your belly and licking dust!

We all come to this world from the bellies of a woman, don’t we?

What comes out of the bellies of man, except for dirty things?

Learn to respect women so that God will bless you with success and great achievements.

Otherwise, He’ll put a curse on you and you’ll be a loser.

I hope that my story will help you understand my Father as well as the Story of Creation.

I hope you’ve found this post interesting.

If so, why not share it with others?

I’ll keep elaborating on the stories of Genesis and others until you understand them all.

Adam, Son of God (reborn into this world through a woman.)

Aside

Defending Myself – 6000 Years Later!

I guess there’s little doubt that God is the most misunderstood person of mankind history.

But there’s a couple that have been equally misunderstood for thousands of years: Adam and Eve.

The story told in the Book of Genesis has been misinterpreted. It’s amazing how men find error with their innocent parents.

First, God forbade only Adam from eating from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil.

Where does Genesis say that God forbade Eve from eating of it?

Adam was a careless guy, that’s why God scared him of that tree. When God created Eve, Adam loved her and mistakenly told her not to eat from that freaky tree.

Go and read Genesis. Why does Eve say “nor touch it”? Why did she think touching that tree was also forbidden?

Adam!

Yes, it was Adam who suffered from anxiety so when God scared him from that Tree, he told himself not to even touch it!

That’s why Eve had doubts. Her doubts proved correct. The Serpent asked her a very logical question, “Do you really believe God would plant a harmful tree right in the middle of the garden? Are you nuts?”

Eve suffered from no anxiety nor was she careless. Why? Because when God creates a soul, He cuts them in two. Any shortcoming in one part is perfect in the other part.

When both put together, they again become a whole. A perfect whole.

That’s why God wants no man to show lust nor marry any woman but to enlist God’s help in finding his soulmate. Marrying his soulmate will always solve all his problems and he’ll become perfect.

Every single statement of Genesis has been misunderstood. God didn’t create an evil Tree. It was a very good tree. Just it was dangerous for Adam because he fool liked the molten iron (which he called ‘Good Gold’) more than he liked edible (cooked) foods there. God knew Adam was going to eat all the wrong, dangerous things in those laboratories.

Hence, the command not to eat ANYTHING from that “tree”. But why forbid Eve? She knew what was good to eat!

God wanted Adam & Eve to eat from that cooked food because they fool had no idea why they were naked and what to do to mate and become one.

They had grown up bodies but “minor”, childish minds. As soon as they tasted wheat, they loved its taste and their minds grew up and they mated.

When God says there was also the Tree of Life in the midst of Garden, He means the Holy Spirit. He also wanted Adam to eat from that Tree but Adam needed a help meat, a woman.

Hence, God created Eve to help him eat from BOTH trees. As soon as they ate cooked food, they grew up and mated. Immediately, Adam also ate from the Tree of Life because mating with his soulmate, Eve, made him whole and he immediately received the Holy Spirit and became a saint.

God never fails in His duties. It’s we, men, who err and marry wrong woman. Then we dip ourselves in some water and expect to receive the free gift of the Holy Spirit but we don’t, do we?

Water doesn’t cleanse our evil hearts. Don’t you know that? It’s the fires of love that cleanse our hearts. Love covers over the multitude of sins. Water doesn’t.

Stop preaching the Original Sin. There was no sin committed there. Why do evil and preach falsehood? Why keep trying to find an error with your parents, Adam and Eve?

And why do you say Adam was hiding from God in the fig trees? Can one hide from God? Are you nuts?

He thought it was a Greek thief and he hid himself in the fig trees. It was night time and Adam had poor night vision, also.

And stop preaching bad news of God punishing your parents.

God only told Adam that he was a lover of wheat so from now on, his staple food was going to become bread. Why do you call that a punishment? God says “I don’t find pleasure in punishing the sinner. My pleasure is for the sinner to return back to Me”. Don’t you know that?

And He told Eve the good news that she now was with a child and she was going to know his time when she was going to experience labor pains. Why call that a punishment?

Stop preaching bad news. Stop believing bad news about God.

I’ll keep defending myself despite 6000 years of misunderstanding.

Adam, Son of God.

Defending Myself – 6000 Years Later!

The Terrible Day of Judgement!

In a previous post, I posited that Jesus was not a good teacher, but a wicked one.

That’s what He told Joseph, the rich man, who had come to Him to see what else he could do to please God.

When Joseph met Jesus, he called Him “Good Teacher” and Jesus immediately corrected him, “Why do you call Me ‘good teacher’? Only God is good”.

Nobody understood why Jesus had corrected him but I know my biological Father so let me also tell you why Jesus corrected him: He didn’t want Joseph to become an ordinary follower.

He wanted to give him a special job. So He asked Joseph to give away all his belongings to the poor and follow Him. Joseph went away broken-hearted and Jesus said, “Verily I tell you it’s easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the Kingdom of Heaven”.

Sounds like bad news, eh?

Nope. It’s good news like the rest of Gospel but no one knows.

Jesus was telling a wicked lie. He once said “Take My yoke; it’s light”
so how come you evil generation and preachers say rich men can’t go to heaven? Nothing is difficult for my Father, didn’t you know?

Jesus wanted Joseph to do one of history’s greatest jobs: To take care of His dead body and bury it in a grave befitting Jesus.

And that’s what Joseph did. Didn’t he?

No matter how difficult it may be for rich men to go to heaven, Jesus can do it. Can’t He?

He’s a wicked Lord so He first asked Joseph a terribly difficult thing to do and Joseph’s heart was broken.

Then He gave Joseph a terribly great job yet something terribly light for him.

Did you enjoy how my wicked Father plays with us?

Now the whole world thinks this way of Jesus’ Second Advent and The Judgement Day.

The sun will lose its light. The moon will crack and break apart. The stars will fall from heaven. The seas will catch fire. Water will become bitter. Rivers will dry. The mountains will turn to rubbles. There will be eclipses, earthquakes, pandemics and diseases will break out. The man will kill his brother. There will be wars and Armagiddon. The Anti-Christ will mislead all and shall rule the day.

Is it Jesus Christ that is coming or some evil?

Jesus said He will come in peace and secretly like a thief in the night.

Why do you evil preachers say He’ll come with great noise to scare women & children? Why do you evil generation believe such bad news?

Now let me shock you with my Good News. Blessed are those who shall believe the good news of The Lord and repent.

Jesus has already descended from heavens as He promised 2000 years ago. He descended in peace with his Father, the God, before the 2000 years completed of His first advent.

He descended at 3am, February 6, 1967, when I was born.

They came to protect me, the servant of women & children.

On my next birthday, at 3 am, Jeddah local time, I’m going to celebrate Judgement Day’s 50th anniversary.

No longer worry, Jesus and God are with us to bring World Peace, every woman’s dream.

They’re going to fix all that we’ve broken before we completely destroy this planet.

Spread the good news and let’s celebrate. Hallelujah!

The Terrible Day of Judgement!

Losing My Soulmate – 5

This memoir starts from  The Flight From Casablanca.  Thank you.

A wicked inmate had a book named al-Faraj (The Salvation). It told a story of a vizier in a royal court who was thrown in the prison on false charges.

His friend was afraid to help that innocent vizier so he opened Koran and landed on a verse that gave him the good news of his efforts’ fruitful results.

He was encouraged and fought with confidence in defense of that luck-struck vizier and his efforts indeed bore fruit and both friends benefited from those efforts.

Let me first tell you that Muslims do not understand the meaning of Salvation. They usually take it as “relief” and that book was no different. It tried to give hope to innocent prisoners, that’s all.

But that vizier’s story gave me an idea. Instead of the long way of asking God questions taught to us in schools, one could use Koran to ask God questions!

That was awesome.

I first asked God about myself. “It must be sinful for a criminal like me to ask God questions. God must be terribly angry with me,” I thought.

So I first asked God to judge me.

The verse I landed upon said “Those who are trustworthy and who keep their words.”

God had not judged me!

I was surprised. I expected some thunderous promises of eternal torment.

Now that God had talked contrary to my good brothers who had assured me my ordeal was a divine punishment of my fornication plans, I then decided to ask God THE real question.

We men do not love God. We love women.

So this was my real interest: I asked God why He had taken Monia from me.

The verse said God doesn’t take anything from the faithful except to give them something better.

I took that to mean that God was promising me a great girl and I called her Wada (Promise) because she was my Promised Girl.

I then asked God about my deportation prospects because the inmates told me foreign prisoners were also deported back to their countries of origin unless their Saudi sponsor provided them with a special arrangement.

The verse told me my evil boss was not going to help me.

I used to fear Pakistan because it’s a poor country full of cunning people. I was going to die of hunger.

The next day was a Tuesday, when the inmates were released into a sunlit yard.

I decided to grab that chance and use the bedsheets to hang myself from the fan as one inmate had also done some time before my arrival.

That night, the angel of God visited me and I saw a vision.

I saw the silhouette of Jesus Christ sitting in the lotus position like Buddha and there was the halo of holiness behind His head, descending from heavens.

As He touched the ground, a thunderous voice said “Jesus Christ was a great messenger of God”.

I woke up with a scream because the voice of God had freaked me out.

I don’t like scary dreams.

I looked around but thankfully, no one had awoke because of my shout. I then looked at the clock. It was 6am sharp.

A voice said in my heart “Remember that you were born on the 6th”. I thought it meant I was born for this purpose because it was also January 6th, 1998.

After a while, it added “You have been saved through Camp al-Ruwais”. I thought He meant from my wicked brothers.

After another while He said “Jesus Christ was actually crucified and died on that Good Friday”. The schools taught us He had run to the heavens and Judas Iscariot was crucified in His stead.

I felt sorry for Jesus and decided to postpone my suicide plans because the sad news of Jesus’ Crucifixion had paradoxically encouraged me and made me feel good.

The Voice came to me again on next Friday and said “God wants something from you. Look in the Koran.”

I went to the prayer place and picked a Koran and looked. The verse said “And put your hand in your side, it will come out white without leprosy — another sign. Go to Pharaoh as he had crossed his limits.”

I thought it meant God wanted me to fight the Wahabis and the terrorists.

In 1996, I was driving my car, going back home from work when I was told about a truck full of explosives, headed into Riyadh.

I immediately jumped on the truck and forced it outside the city.

After one exact week of that “fantasy”, I heard the news of al-Khobar attack by al-Qaeda in which 19 American servicemen were killed.

The news caster said the truck had failed to reach its planned destination, thereby, saving hundreds of lives.

That was weird.

My fantasy had come true!

Instead of 4 months, I was released after 36 days and one serving of 70 lashes due to onset of Eid.

Continues…

Losing My Soulmate – 5

Executive Summary

God creates people in pairs: men and women.

This much the scientists know and can discern.

What they don’t know nor seem to understand is that for each man, God creates a specific woman from his rib.

All women are clones & copies but it’s hard for scientists to see.

For the sake of convenience, I call these pairs SOULMATES.

Now if a man shows lust in (marries) strange flesh, someone else’s wife (soulmate), then he in effect has divorced his “wife” (his soulmate) and forced her to fornicate (marry strange flesh.)

And anyone marrying that “divorced wife” will also be committing fornication.

This website proposes the following obvious solution:

Men, stop showing lust in strange flesh and only seek your soulmate.

Women: keep strange men away and wait for your soulmate.

Stop showing your assets, wearing make up & stuff to lure strange flesh.

Executive Summary

My Cinderella – 1/2

In late December, 2000, God sent an angel who told me “If you agree to visit Rawalpindi, then there’s a good chance that Uncle Irshad will help you marry a Pashtu-like girl.”

My ex-father knows that I got a taste for fair girls of mountainside.

My younger maternal uncle, Izhar, had suggested to me visiting his older brother with his children on the occasion of holy Eid Festival but I knew he was trying to marry me to his daughter, Khadija, 16, born in USA to get funding for his future plans to immigrate to USA.

My unintelligible ex-father had rejected his lucrative business deal.

When I went to jail on December 6, 1997, He had given me a tool to ask Him questions. I first used that tool to ask what He thought of me. He said “You’re a trustworthy guy who keeps his words.”

Now that He had not condemned me for my crime, I next asked Him THE question. “Why did You take my girl from me?”

To be honest, men don’t love God. We love women!

He said “We don’t take anything except to replace it with something better”. He promised me a Magnificent Girl.

I called her Wada (promise) because she was my promised girl.

Since I had promised my maternal Aunt Qudsia to take her on a tour of Islamabad and Murree, I asked her to join us but that freaked Uncle Izhar and he didn’t send his daughter with me.

He could have cared for his younger sister but he used to despise her for being a widow & poor.

At Station Rawalpindi, I found Uncle Irshad waiting for me with his youngest daughter, Memona.

But he never introduce us to each other.

After I had shower and some rest, he introduced his oldest daughter, Safia, to me.

Even a fool like me could understand he was offering to marry Safia to me.

Well, Safia looked good enough to me but she was not particularly interested in me.

I wicked used my tool to ask my ex-father about marrying her.

He said “She’s the best sister but she’s got a problem.”

What an ambiguous answer!

Didn’t I tell you my ex-father was unintelligible?

Saima, the middle daughter, had been following me everywhere without saying a word, confusing me.

I asked God “And what about Saima? Why does she keep following me?”

He shocked me when He said “Yes, marry her. She is The Promised Girl.”

But what about me? I thought she was a scary girl who beat children??

On the eve of Eid, we all went for shopping. I bought Eid Greeting cards for everyone but I got stuck when I found a “Greetings, Aunt” card.

I looked around and found scary, silent Saima right behind me.

I asked her whether to buy an Aunt-Greeting card or a Happy Eid card for our aunt.

She picked a card, handed it to me and ran away. Strange girl!

I looked at the card.

It said “I Love You”!

But I was wise enough not to trust a child-beating girl. It could have been a trap.

I bought that card and a simple “Eid Greeting” card for my aunt.

Better safe than sorry!

The women & girls were buying bangles. I stepped aside lest a woman bumps into me in that narrow, crowded alley and serves me a free, undeserved slap.

I was standing beside a stall in which I saw a beautiful ring and my ex-father asked me to buy it.

It was a cheap, Rs10 thing.

I cursed the shopkeeper in my heart and slipped that cheap thing in my pocket.

I knew the child-beating Saima wasn’t going to accept that ring.

When I returned home, I put that dangerously cheap ring on the refrigerator. Saima used to cook all meals so she was going to see it and pick it up — if she accepted it.

She didn’t pick it up.

Aunt Qudsia did.

She tried it on all her fingers but it fit none. She gave it to my Uncle’s wife but it fit none of her fingers, either.

Nusrat, landlord’s daughter was there. She also tried but failed. That intrigued her.

She was witty and realized it was a special ring.

She took it upstairs and showed it to her visiting sister, Nuzhat. It was too small for her fingers so she gave it to her 13-year old daughter but it didn’t fit any of her fingers, either.

This story continues .here.. Thanks.

My Cinderella – 1/2