Assalamu'alaikum kafir horse eating pagans....
Reply #7 - August 12, 2013, 09:22 PM
Hey fellow non-believers and those flirting with the idea of spiritual, intellectual and sexual liberation....
Introduction:
Born British Muslim to Pakistani parents (Qiddah paji!). Had an ideal childhood with no parental pressure whatsoever. No traumatic experiences that are out of the ordinary.
What kind of Muslim was I? I believed in Djinns, churrails and angels, read the Qur'an (well, massacred the language really) and went to mosque to pray whenever the occasion required it. So, typical Muslim with sunni Muslim parents and friends whose parents drove taxis and had corner shops.
I went to Pakistan and the poverty there woke me up. My father died when I was 14 and I had to deal with death. I also began to ask myself deep existential questions about life. So what did I do I became full on Muslim. The kind that got the al-Muhajiroun leaflets. The kind that lectured to others. The kind that did dawah. And yes....on one occasion I got on my chair during a A-Level English lesson and told that kafir what's what and how they are preoccupied with the duniya.
I was caught up in Buccaillism, I watched the VHS tapes of Absur Raheem Green and Abu Ameenah Billal Phillips lecturing about CHristianity and Islamic Miracles. I bought the Harun Yahya books and detested evolution. I listened to the infamous 'Shadows in Motion; casette tape and made multiple coppies of them and distributed them to others.
What a knobhead!
I missed an opportunity with a girl that liked me and who I really liked. But because I was with the beard and trousers above your ankle brigade I couldn't do anything.
Long story short in my 20's I put the standards of criticism levelled at Christianity to the Quran and I fell out of love with it after a few years. But I still believed in God. But after reading science books, debating with others and falling in love and realising that kafirs are better than most so-called Muslims I stopped believing in God.
Two/three years ago I became an apostate and my family know but they don't ask me. My friends joke about it and my uncles dare not challenge me about it. They know that I'm quite clever and if I disagree with something then there must be something to it.
There you go guys, a nutter in a nutshell.