The Afghan Martyrs — Page 89
On the way to the Beloved, for miles and miles there are jungles of thorns and also hundreds of thousands of demons. Admire the pluck of the courageous stranger as in one hop he transcended the whole desert. It befits a servant of God to bow his head for the sake of his Beloved. He had completely annihilated his ego for his Beloved and to secure an antidote he had swallowed poison. A humble man can only attain salvation by drinking from a cup of pOlson. Do drink from the cup of death if you are desirous of life as hundreds of lives are hidden behind death. As you are enslaved by greed and lust how can your debased heart seek life? Being infatuated by the love of this depraved world you have destroyed your esteem as you have chosen to sin. To char you in the burning straw and chaff of Hell innumerable satanic hordes are in your pursuit. Which desire or which fear turns your faith upside down? Would you crush the Divine Faith under your feet for the sake of this unchaste world? Oh the depraved one you will have nothing to do with this faith as this is the faith of the one who has sacrificed himself for his Beloved. You are indeed disgraced. As you are debased don't you dare show arrogance and stretch your feet out of your ragged quilt. You seem to consider yourself upright. How wrong you are. May He guide you. The Beloved will not be pleased by mere talk. Unless you accept death you will not be granted life. Oh the ill natured human being, you must abandon animosity and arrogance so that you may receive light from the Eminent. 89