originally posted by: TinySickTears
originally posted by: enlightenedservant
So maybe you also should ask why Muslims chose to accept Islam? Every single person has a story to tell. Just as the members of every other religion
may have numerous reasons why they accept those religions (or why they only accept specific denominations).
to address this real quick.
i didnt ask because i get it.
your dad is an imam. clearly you have been around it all your life. no stretch that you 'accepted' it at 18 and whatever.
that i can wrap my head around.
cant wrap my head around someone not around it all their life then converting. trying to. thats why i asked converts.
No, you don't get it. I've read more translations of the Bible than I have of the Qur'an. I just gave away my Sufi books a few months ago, and I've
probably studied more religions and occult sects than you even know exist. And just like a lot of other Muslims, my parents never pressured me either
way on it.
I didn't become a Muslim because of my parents, the Qur'an, or even because of any of God's Prophets at all. I studied different philosophers &
ideologies from Plato, Nietzsche, and Confucius to find out what theories matched what I felt made sense to me. I looked into what was released about
from the Dead Sea Scrolls at the time, looked into the Cult of the Immortals, and different "primitive"/animist religions too. I looked into the
Mazdakians, Hedonism, the original Cynics, and even Arianism (not to be confused with the Nazis' Aryanism). But flaws kept popping out that were
simply too obvious to me.
But I still didn't become a Muslim because of that. I became a Muslim the same way most Prophets did; my personal relationship with God & Shaytan. I'd
accepted that Shaytan was real before I even accepted that God was real. So I studied different occult sects like Hoodoo & paranormal conspiracy
theories to see if it was simply a ghost, apparition, youkai, or simply something in my head.
And I constantly tested "God" to see if He was real or not. I keep making ridiculous demands, which He'd meet. He'd also chastise me, send messages to
me, and prevent me from accomplishing my hidden plans by intentionally stopping me in the funniest or most outrageous way. But the scientist in me
still wouldn't accept it. So the scientist in me would do "logical tings", like go out in storms & demand him make lightning in specific places as
"proof" He was real. He did this twice, and then made the 3rd one strike in the place I was about to point to; but it was so close it seemed like
everything turned white and I couldn't hear anything for a second. I ran back inside after that (i don't think i was actually struck but it was waay
too close for comfort).
And even then I was still skeptical. Even when the "coincidences" kept lining up, when the "hallucinations" kept teaching me things, and the positive
"intrusive voices" kept guiding me through the world, I was still skeptical. So they finally had enough of me when I was almost 18 and they absolutely
crushed me. They all happened in tandem & let me know that what I was experiencing wasn't even a smidgen of what Hell was. I went to the hospital &
they could find nothing wrong with me. And I still resisted for 2 full weeks. I was missing school (Senior year in high school) & all. Then I finally
fell on my knees, face on the ground, and made my deal with those "presences". The situation/chastisement went away immediately. That's when & how I
became a Muslim. And as ridiculous as that sounds, that's only the beginning of my path in Islam.
So, now you "get it" with me, right?
It had nothing to do with your preconceived notions and I'm sure a most other Muslims have similar stories.