the cave exemplifies the game of life - "lo! We have placed all that is on the earth as an ornament thereof that we may try them" (xviii: 7).
the trial of life, as discovered by job and lot and others of scriptural stories, is a series of tests. it is our understanding of Higher that will ensure our endurance through it. life, afterall, is suffering according to prince gautama, who set out on a pilgrimmage through the impoverished world outside his princely estates, and in the process became enlightened, recognized as the budhha.
ernesto guevera discovered, through a very similar process to the budhha, the suffering rampant outside his insular middle class life in buenos aires, argentina. he recorded his reflections in his motorcycle diaries and his words lifted him into an action that insisted on the path of prophets before him - a fearless struggle for equilibrium.
the people of the cave, embody tribulation. the cave is a place of retreat from the realm of chaos, distortion, widespread corruption, what most of us in babylon understand to be the real world. wait till you get to the real world, teachers say as a mantra. as if scraping for money, wearing ties and sitting behind a desk for 8 hours a day in exchange for paper that will secure a box you live in, is real. babylon. only in babylon.
in the reality of babylon, the retreat, the cave, gautama's walk, ernesto's motorcycle ride, moses' retreat into the mountain, becomes essential for perspective: "and when ye withdraw from them and that which they worship except ALLAH, then seek refuge in the cave; your Lord will spread for you of his mercy and will prepare for you a pillow in your plight" (xviii: 17).
in the process of retreat, doubt may surface, as symptoms of disease rise in the process of cure - you're going to get worse before you get better - the medicine people of my life have said. "and in like manner We disclosed them (to the people of the city) that they might know that the promise of ALLAH is true, and that, as for the Hour, there is no doubt concerning it" (xviii: 22).
the truth will make itself known, the truth appears in your Quietest hour, when through the process of surrender (islam), your humility sets you free from the bonds and chains of race, gender, economics, and aligns you with the Great Harmony. all praise is due.
all praise is due because without the Essence that your breath is a part of, nothing is possible. hence praise, and so "say not of anything: lo! i shall do that tomorrow, except if ALLAH will" (xviii: 24-25). nothing is possible without the Universal Force, without the prana that moves your body, mouth, thoughts, the qi-energy that is steeped in your very blink of an eye. so inshALLAH.
inshALLAH i will see you tomorrow, when we have grown a bit Closer in our Quiet through worshipful work. work like you mean it, like today is it, like this snowstorm serves as a sign. see the signs in the sun, moon and trees, in the rains and storms. see the signs. peace to the tortured, those being twisted by twisted minds, for the sake of punishment, for the sake of belief. ALLAH will absolve you.
obama never shut down guantanamo like he promised as a campaign point against mccain 6 years ago. obama never ended the war against iraq or war, as he alluded to the need for peace during his nobel-peace prize speech (babylon). instead he increased the wars we are in, increased the number of drone attacks, increased the attack on peoples while giving sweet talk on religious tolerance and civil rights. babylon. babylonians, so lured by color and the colonial traps of race-constructs, make excuses, apologize for obama's imperialism, as if black imperialism, black cut-throat capitalism, black genocide, were better. deep. sad. pathetic. prayers for you. prayers for those in iblis-frequency whatever race they feel they belong to.
placing faith in the babylon structures, systems, leaders, will satiate your sweet tooth for belonging to something, of the complacency present in the redundancy of mickey d's and holiday inns. there is a sense of comfort in familiarity. it is the gold cow that the israelites sold out moses for. stay on the moses path. placing faith in the babylon system is the equivalent to idol-worshiping, to placing faith in gods that ensure the rationalization of infanticide. "and i ascribe unto my Lord no partner" (xviii: 39).
remain vigilant in doing "good deeds which endure, are better in thy Lord's sight for reward, and better in respect of hope" (xviii: 47). our hope lies in doing good, in staying focused on the path of righteousness, of alignment with the earth, sun, waters, the frequency of the cosmos - the portents/signs.
if you are confused, if babylon runs so deep in your veins, that you don't know which way to go to seek Truth, then seek out a cave. seek out a forest, a body of water. seek it out and retreat for days, for however long it takes to get you to a place of Quiet.
if you are still confused, seek out a teacher, one who knows. there are few. 144,000. a split of a percent. seek out a teacher as moses did, to be guided by. "moses said unto him: may i follow thee, to the end that thou mayst teach me right conduct of that which thou hast been taught?" (xviii: 67) the guide was reluctant, told moses, "if thou go with me, ask me not concerning aught till i myself mention of it unto thee" (xviii: 71)
moses walked with his guide, looking for answers, for truth, but couldn't stomach the actions of his guide. moses couldn't understand why the guide would drill a hole in a ship and lead it to sink, or slay a boy, or rebuild a wall that contained a town of people. moses lashed out each time, confused and deeply disturbed. he questioned his guide over and over even though he promised not to. at the end, moses understood that there are things that he did not understand, that meaning comes with time, with faith, with getting deeper. the guide explained his actions at the end of their journey, and each was driven by a Purpose much Higher than what appeared.
trust the people of the cave, surah xviii tells us. they know. they have spent time in Quiet, in deep meditation, in being in the dark side of the limelight moon.
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