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Quran 2:45 – Surat al-Baqarah

وَاسْتَعِينُوا بِالصَّبْرِ وَالصَّلَاةِ وَإِنَّهَا لَكَبِيرَةٌ إِلَّا عَلَى الْخَاشِعِينَ

And seek aid in steadfast patience and prayer: and this, indeed, is a hard thing for all but the humble in spirit. (Quran 2:45)

Originally found on: e7sasq88

The Truth about the Signs
  • Aries:The look on your face will be priceless when you find that forty pound watermelon in your colon. Trade toothbrushes with an albino dwarf, then give a hickey to Meryl Streep.
  • Taurus:You will never find true happiness. What you gonna do, cry about it? The stars predict tomorrow you'll wake up, do a bunch of stuff, and then go back to sleep.
  • Gemini:Your birthday party will be ruined once again by your explosive flatulence. Your love life will run into trouble when your fiance hurls a javelin through your chest.
  • Cancer:The position of Jupiter says you should spend the rest of the week face down in the mud. Try not to shove a roll of duct tape up your nose while taking your driver's test.
  • Leo:Now is not a good time to photocopy your butt and staple it to your boss's face. Eat a bucket of tuna-flavored pudding, then wash it down with a gallon of strawberry Quik.
  • Virgo:All Virgos are extremely friendly and intelligent, except for you. Expect a big surprise today when you wind up with your head impaled upon a stick.
  • Libra:A big promotion is just around the corner for someone much more talented that you. Laughter is the very best medicine; remember that when your appendix bursts next week.
  • Scorpio:Get ready for an unexpected trip when you fall screaming from an open window. Work a little harder on improving your low self-esteem, you stupid freak.
  • Sagittarius:All your friends are laughing behind your back. (K̀i͘lĺ ̶t͜h̶e͞m.) Take down all those naked pictures of Ernest Borgnine you've got hanging in your den.
  • Capricorn:The stars say that you're an exciting and wonderful person, but you know they're lying. If I were you, I'd lock my doors and windows and never never never never never leave my house again.
  • Aquarius:There's travel in your future when your tongue freezes to the back of a speeding bus. Fill that void in your pathetic life by playing Whack-A-Mole seventeen hours a day.
  • Pisces:Try to avoid any Virgos or Leos with the ebola virus. You are the true Lord of the Dance, no matter what those idiots at work say.

Koran calligraphy: Chapter 112 – Sincerity

بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيمِ قُلْ هُوَ اللَّهُ أَحَدٌ (1) اللَّهُ الصَّمَدُ (2) لَمْ يَلِدْ وَلَمْ يُولَدْ (3) وَلَمْ يَكُنْ لَهُ كُفُوًا أَحَدٌ (4)

Say: “He is the One God: God, Who is in need of none and of Whom all are in need; He begets not, and neither is He begotten; and there is nothing that could be compared with Him.”

Originally found on: neverwithoutislam

Ficlet: Do You Understand?

A/N: So….this happened. Spoilers/speculation for 3x22 “This is Your Sword”. Several lines of dialogue swiped directly from the promos. Also my first posted fic in a very, very long time. Short and sweet, and dedicated to rfilion, who threatened to post it herself if I didn’t.


“If you’re going to do anything, now is the time.”

The stare down between Felicity and Al Sah-Him lasted for what felt like an eternity, but in reality was only a few seconds. Felicity stood her ground as Al Sah-Him was suddenly in her personal bubble, his cold gaze piercing her as she craned her neck up to look at him. She was searching for some sign, some crack in the facade, a hint of the man she loved.

“Oliver Queen is dead,” the Heir to the Demon said in a low, rough voice. She had heard Oliver’s voice change in a multitude of ways, from the low growls of the Arrow to the soft, reverent tones he’d use with her. She had never heard this voice outside of Al Sah-Him, and it felt like another knife in her heart. She frowned slightly when she felt the brush of a leather glove on her hand. His cold gaze still bore into hers as he spoke again deliberately. “Do you understand?”

The leather pressed against her hand for another moment before it fell away. Felicity gathered herself, straightening as tall as she could, and matched the steel in Al Sah-Him’s voice. “I understand that I will always love Oliver Queen.”

Al Sah-Him held her gaze for another long moment before he stepped back, out of the cell. Felicity took a step away too, her gaze going to the black clad assassins outside the cell. She took a deep breath, then took another step back, stumbling into Laurel. The other woman helped her catch her balance before Laurel shouted at Al Sah-Him angrily, “Oliver, we believed in you!”

Felicity summoned the hurt and anger that had been building from the moment her desperate plan to drug and kidnap Oliver had failed the first time around in Nanda Parbat. “You asked us to trust you!” she yelled at Al Sah-Him, using her Loud Voice to full effect. “We trusted you!”

Al Sah-Him didn’t respond as he shut the cell door on them and turned away. A few moments later, he had disappeared, along with the rest of his retinue.

“Well,” Ray said into the sudden silence. “That could have gone a lot better.”

“Yeah, it could have,” Felicity agreed, frowning down at the handcuffs, then breathing a sigh of relief as they clicked open. She held up the key Oliver had slipped her when his glove had brushed his hand, when he’d repeated the words he’d used a year ago as he slipped her the syringe that ended up bringing down Slade Wilson. “Who’s next?”


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