Above the bar

"Above the bar"

I'm talking about my future! I'm talking about my life! I'm talking about my destiny! What can I do to achieve this? What can I do to get where I need and want to be? Do my needs, need to be greater then my wants? Or can it be a balance of adult hood? As crazy as this sounds, I had asked one of my ancestors in one of my dreams a question! A question that I didn't know I'll ask this person. But she knew me! She knew exactly who I was, and I think I know everything about myself. I think I know who I am right? But I was sadly mistaken.

This person knew I'll enter this particular domain, this person knew where to find me, and I couldn't find myself! Who was this person? In my heart in soul I knew exactly who this person was. In my heart in soul I didn't want to except it! I couldn't bare the beauty that this person had. Yet I fast forward the dream a little bit further. It was a lady on a green bench with, Arabian sand around her. The wind was blowing smoothly. It was like I was put in a chamber. Like as if I was in the matrix.

You know how when Neoh gets set up, on a uncomfortable position with electric cables put in the back of his head? That's what it was like. Like I went inside my past bloodline and my future at the same time. I can't really explain it, then I walked up to this person. It was a woman! She wore a grey over garment with grey rose flowers on it, with a grey hijab to match her character. Grey symbolizes free minded, the most loved mixed with beautiful pain. And she sat there smiling at me, smiling at me like she knew what I was about to ask her. So then i approached this woman in fear. And I came up towards her in a aggressive but respectful manner. I kept my distance out of respect!

I asked her repeatedly! At least three times "Who am I? Do you know who I am? What's my name?" I asked the fourth time in Arabic then that's when she replied. Then she replied back to me in Arabia, calmly and gently, "Yes I know who you are! Your Muhammad Abdul-Salaam" Then that's when I woke up!

By Muhammad mostpraised servant of peace