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  • +1 for team k
     OP - June 30, 2013, 03:00 AM

    Hello everyone,

    Ex-salafi here.  Thought about writing an intro as soon as I created this account, but then it led me through an introspective journey to everywhere and nowhere... and then I forgot to type it, lol.

    I'm glad I found this forum.  Hugs to everyone.

    Cheers
  • +1 for team k
     Reply #1 - June 30, 2013, 05:49 AM

    When I was on K I felt like a prophet. The K entities would persistently impart mystical truths whilst encircling me (so I'd have 4 different K entities, corresponding to the senses) simultaneously communicating disparate things. Whenever I tried to isolate one by dragging them closer to my consciousness, or conscious self, or drunk drugged up fucked self, I would start to hear my skin, or smell my speech, or taste my hearing. And then, before I could even reattempt to adumbrate, or, at the very worst, conceive of a rudimentary methodology for revisiting those very same K-gods (for they are different depending on where you are in the ketuniverse) the godhead of the K-hole, or, those pestilential Gods, spin me round and round with such vivaciousness that synaesthesia becomes mere vibration! I am deposited in a void, or in Germany, or in a hollywood acting studio except for the fact that it is not an acting studio and I am transformed into a South American coke dealer, or someone from the mafioso or someone with criminal propensities and an accent that combines the two aforementioned ethnicities, with a massive ego and a legion of supporters, and, some random accomplice of mine bigging me up for a reason that I cannot fathom to this day! What is even more bewildering is that my incapacitated self is able to cognise once watching this film, but then he thinks that this experience is a reoccurrence of a previous experience in an equally fictitious universe where I am simultaneously exalted and a squatter attending psy-trance raves whilst solely living off monster munch crisps and throwing the devoured packets at the heads of fellow squatters because I am too poor to afford beer.

    Oh, uh, wait, you're an ex-salafi? :( that's no fun, the title of your thread was much more interesting. I thought you would extol the merits of prophet Ketamine (May plenty of snorts bless him) over those of Mo. In any case, I would like to know if the revelations I recanted are more or less divine than those transmitted by Jibby?
  • +1 for team k
     Reply #2 - June 30, 2013, 06:49 AM

    *recounted*, I need to check my posts after staying up for three days.
  • +1 for team k
     Reply #3 - June 30, 2013, 09:23 AM

    Nice, understated intro somcad. Welcome. And I hope you get a chance to tell us more about yourself?

    Schizo: that's brilliant. And funny. But mostly just brilliant  Afro

    Hi
  • +1 for team k
     Reply #4 - June 30, 2013, 09:45 AM

    Hi somcad, good to have you here  Smiley

    "we can smell traitors and country haters"


    God is Love.
    Love is Blind. Stevie Wonder is blind. Therefore, Stevie Wonder is God.

  • Re: +1 for team k
     Reply #5 - June 30, 2013, 01:34 PM

    Hi somcad, good to have you here  Smiley


    Nice, understated intro somcad. Welcome. And I hope you get a chance to tell us more about yourself?

    Schizo: that's brilliant. And funny. But mostly just brilliant  Afro


    Thank you.  Here's what.

    Growing up, my parents weren't too strict, they only forced me to pray and fast.  I was always a regular sunni, until I went to college and I became a salafi.  At a certain point I decided to reintegrate into society (trim the beard, roll down the pants, etc.) which created a schism between myself and the salafi community.  I gradually became more secular until I found the need to re-read scientific miracles in the qur'an.  I fell upon the answering islam website, and my subsequent research led me to commit kufr.

    I think the first think I did that night was to watch George Carlin's bit on religion (which was awesome btw).  Comedy is so much more enjoyable now.  Only problem is that I'm straining relationships I find, because I don't like letting in people too close.  

    Oh ya, funny story.  I later found out that I have tourettes syndrome, which I developed while in college, but didn't notice because it's mild and always came out as dhikr.  My parents believe it's the devil, and that I should come back closer to god to heal this.  They're getting older now and more religious... and strangely enough they're getting more fob as well...  I don't think I could ever let them know though; family gatherings are a good reminder on the shame I could impose on them.  They don't need to go through that.

    I'm 27 now, and all my family and family friends wish me to find a wife.  My parents have offered to find me one, but I fear that it would be a religious girl who deserves better than a shady husband... unless she doesn't, in which case I deserve better, lol.  My exit from Islam made me notice that I seemed to always have depression anxiety, and behavioural disorders, all of which led me to being a firm muslim.  My current thing now is to try and develop proper eye contact with people.

    When I was on K I felt like a prophet. The K entities would persistently impart mystical truths whilst encircling me (so I'd have 4 different K entities, corresponding to the senses) simultaneously communicating disparate things. Whenever I tried to isolate one by dragging them closer to my consciousness, or conscious self, or drunk drugged up fucked self, I would start to hear my skin, or smell my speech, or taste my hearing. And then, before I could even reattempt to adumbrate, or, at the very worst, conceive of a rudimentary methodology for revisiting those very same K-gods (for they are different depending on where you are in the ketuniverse) the godhead of the K-hole, or, those pestilential Gods, spin me round and round with such vivaciousness that synaesthesia becomes mere vibration! I am deposited in a void, or in Germany, or in a hollywood acting studio except for the fact that it is not an acting studio and I am transformed into a South American coke dealer, or someone from the mafioso or someone with criminal propensities and an accent that combines the two aforementioned ethnicities, with a massive ego and a legion of supporters, and, some random accomplice of mine bigging me up for a reason that I cannot fathom to this day! What is even more bewildering is that my incapacitated self is able to cognise once watching this film, but then he thinks that this experience is a reoccurrence of a previous experience in an equally fictitious universe where I am simultaneously exalted and a squatter attending psy-trance raves whilst solely living off monster munch crisps and throwing the devoured packets at the heads of fellow squatters because I am too poor to afford beer.

    Oh, uh, wait, you're an ex-salafi? :( that's no fun, the title of your thread was much more interesting. I thought you would extol the merits of prophet Ketamine (May plenty of snorts bless him) over those of Mo. In any case, I would like to know if the revelations I recanted are more or less divine than those transmitted by Jibby?



    LOL, you're awesome.  Funny enough, I've decided not to try hallucinogenics till I'm at least 50.  Even then I fear I'm pre-disposed to becoming schizophrenic... just like my former role model (peace be upon him)
  • +1 for team k
     Reply #6 - June 30, 2013, 02:14 PM

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    I was always a regular sunni, until I went to college and I became a salafi.


    Very familiar story.  Wink Welcome to the forum; have some customary animals.  parrot bunny
     Which side of the pond are you on?
  • +1 for team k
     Reply #7 - June 30, 2013, 03:17 PM

    Thank you.  I'm a Somali Canadian.  How about you?
  • +1 for team k
     Reply #8 - June 30, 2013, 03:25 PM

    Black American
  • +1 for team k
     Reply #9 - June 30, 2013, 05:12 PM

    Black African

    Welcome to the forum, btw.

    "I'm standing here like an asshole holding my Charles Dickens"

    "No theory,No ready made system,no book that has ever been written to save the world. i cleave to no system.."-Bakunin
  • +1 for team k
     Reply #10 - June 30, 2013, 07:35 PM

    Black American


    Lies, he is whiter than white, what with being the progeny of WLC. Time to attend confession my boy.

  • +1 for team k
     Reply #11 - June 30, 2013, 08:07 PM

     Cheesy
  • +1 for team k
     Reply #12 - July 01, 2013, 03:34 AM

    Welcome Somcad.
    Enjoying the banter on this thread so far?
  • +1 for team k
     Reply #13 - July 01, 2013, 05:06 AM

    LOL ya, you guys are awesome.

    Black American


    Nice.  Sorry to stereotype you, but were you in the nation?


    Black African

    Welcome to the forum, btw.


    Thanks for the welcome.  Guess how I know you're not east african?   Wink

  • +1 for team k
     Reply #14 - July 01, 2013, 10:32 AM

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    Nice. Sorry to stereotype you, but were you in the nation?


    My parents were in the early 60s
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