(July 30, 2014 at 8:37 am)Muslim Atheism Wrote: See ? the Quran is right and the majority; both Theism and Atheism, cannot accept "no sectarianism". . . they are "sectarians" (with or without religion), same manufacturer, same product, different labels. . and they cannot accept "one nation". . .
whereas. . . . everything is about unity in diversity, one nation. . . no exception.
(July 30, 2014 at 5:17 am)Muslim Atheism Wrote: That on which He has created mankind (life is about unity in diversity. . one nation)
There is no changing Allah´s system (look around us, it is self evident. . no exemption)
(they all know about unity in diversity, this is the system of Allah. . one nation)
That is the true system of life (unity in diversity. . "mankind is one nation")
But most among mankind do not understand
It is self evident. . .
Oneness. . unity in diversity, no collision between these planets and stars. . . they live as "one" (one nation)
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Well you clearly dont know shit about the solar system. First off the that scale just makes it looke like jupiter wants to eat mars and your orbit for pluto is so bad it isnt funny. second of all, yes shit collides after all what killed the dinosaurs?
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
