WHERE DO THOUGHTS COME FROM?

Most of the time, we often surpass one of the most basic questions in life; where do our thoughts come from?, where do we all these great ideas in our minds emanate from? The famous eureka moment relates of the well renowned Archimedes conceiving one of the most important theories in science as he took a bath in his sink, did he just conceived that theory out of sheer luck? What about Alexander Fleming's discovery of penicillin, did he just walk into a prominent scientific discovery by accident? Well, these two are not the only excerpts, a number of imminent discoveries have succeeded through accidents and errors. Since the inception of humanity, man has built so many things, civilisation has always improved over and over the years as a result of discoveries that emanated in the neurones of the mind. But one of the questions that has always escaped us is the genesis of these great achievements tracing its way down to that simple idea that was conceived. Its amazing, how a simple idea that once lingered in mind could weave its way into a beautiful network of other ideas that would eventually be the foundation of an empire of success. In one moment, there are infinite ways, decisions, ideas and thoughts that our minds could conceive but how is it always a chance to pick the right one? There has to be something, an algorithm that always computes the probabilities and permutations to reduce it to the perfect one. There has to be a driving force that designs the blueprint of our lives by giving us the ideas that would make it a reality. All these voices that we sometimes here in our heads, they do have a source. There has to be tangible reason why we are all different, why we all have distinguished thought process, different intelligence quotient, why it is much easier for 'victims' synaesthesia to memorise things and why some others give in so easily to dementia. We all have a brain with the same features, but rather think in an absolutely different way...

"Recite in the name of your Lord who created. Created man from a clinging substance. Recite, and your Lord is the most Generous. Who taught by the pen. Taught man that which he knew not." - HOLY QURAN 96: 1 - 5.

There is a source to every single thought... great thoughts do come from GOD.

Rhyming Aspirations

Whether in the depths of penury.
Or in the summits of luxury.
In the radiance of ecstasy.
Or in the darkness of misery.
From whence I left the womb to the day I lay cold in the cemetery.
Nay, even in the companionship of freedom or the shackles of slavery.
In all my endeavours till the end of history.
I will always praise and worship God in my memory.
Live and preach His criterion of peace to all my friends and family.
Why the hatred, war, pride, mockery, felony and treachery?
All of these are not necessary.
Why can't we open the doors of knowledge and close the gate of a penitentiary.
Ignorance is the worst kind of mystery.
And wisdom pays the most, a handsome salary.
Life is but one, we can afford to live it like a lottery.
So I every day I seek refuge in my Lord from my worst enemy.
Right here within my soul, my closest adversary.
I pray that at the end of each single day, there is victory.

THE CALL

Behold, when it cometh, there is no bargain.
When it approaches, there is no appeal.
Nor is there bribery.
Whereof is one who can save me?
When then regrets shall flood in with intense impatience, but will be too late.

Many a people have joined the trail.
Many a humanity have boarded this train...never to come back again.
Whereof are the kings and queens of the earth?
Whereof are the great empires and the powerful dynasties?
Thereupon, all have witnessed the visitor and tasted of its fruit.

It lurks in the shadows.
An unannounced and unexpected guest.
Today it came, bypassed me and snatched my another.
But one day, it will come, overlook someone else and take me.
It will live with us till the trumpet is blown...
A question harasses my mind; "Am I well prepared to smile when it cometh to me one day?"

INSPIRATION: "EVERY SOUL WILL THE TASTE DEATH. THEN TO US WILL YOU BE RETURNED"
- HOLY QUR'AN 29:57

2. HOLY QUR'AN Chapter 75.

THE VALUE OF TIME.

♥ If you want to know the worth of one year, ask the student who failed last year.
♥ If you want to know the worth of one month, ask the mother who gave birth prematurely.
♥ If you want to know the value of one week, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.
♥ If you want to know the value of one day, ask someone who has great news or is awaiting a special guest.
♥ If you want to know the worth of one hour, ask the student in an examination room
♥ If you want to know the value of one minute, ask the lady who just missed a flight.
♥ If you want to know the worth of one second, ask the lad who just escaped an accident.
♥ And if you want to know the worth of one Milli-second, ask the man in the Olympics...

Reference: Sheikh. YASSIR.

"Time is relative to the observer" - Einstein's Theory of Relativity.

Time is a valuable resource, let's cultivate it...
and make the maximum use of it.

THE ANNALS OF GREATNESS.

It is a beautiful day, the skyline explains it.
The melodies of the flying tribe announces a great blessing.
How the heavy clouds are submerged like feathers without pillars.
Rays of the sun travelling from years away revealing the beauty of nature.
So every morning let your sight meet the sky.
The beauty of nature; is there any other wonderful portrait?
God is one, God is greatest.

Eyes and telescopes steal a glance at greatness.
How mighty are the planets submerged into space without supports?
Travelling in perfect orbits with no blunder.
Even in the night, we are never in darkness; He appointed the moon as a lamp.
Verily, the annals of greatness are written in the heavens.
If you stare into the stars at night, they would confess to you…
God is one, God is greatest.

And when my lord sends her.
She meets my sight in her best appearance.
Glowing, sparkling and flexing all her colours.
My eyes are blessed with beauty, while emotions seep through my veins.
All my senses seem dead whiles my mind is alive.
And at that moment, I see God’s greatness in her.
I see God’s greatness in the aurora.