Revolutionary Killer Truths

  I watch Skibidi Toilet — not for brainrot, but for the hidden metaphors most people are too blind to see. While the world drowns in AI-generated nonsense and sexualized distortions, its creator is grinding solo — crafting evolving stories about war, unity, moral conflict, and complex alliances. He even strictly forbids the filth others try to attach to his characters. That’s more integrity and hidden meaning than half the entertainment people glorify today. I don’t follow superficial trends — I extract patterns, lessons, and reflections… even from where others only see toilets. Think about it, why one would STRESS out so much that he still uses Source Filmmaker  to produce Skibidi Toilet episodes? Whereas several BRAINROT reels are produced through AI-generated motion graphics along with gibberish Italian nonsense nowadays. He has already earned, by the end of 2024, enough to permanently SETTLE somewhere peaceful and free from all those bullshit noises from his haters. But ...

Remember those days as a kid, dreaming of adulthood? It felt like the ultimate prize, a golden ticket to boundless freedom; no curfews, all your own choices, and an endless supply of "yes" to all the fun things. Fast forward to now, and many of us, or the young people around us, are realizing a profound truth: adulthood is far more complex, and its freedom is a double-edged sword. There's a prevailing notion among some youth that stepping into adulthood grants a limitless, even heedless, amount of free will and choices.   Many youths celebrate adulthood like earning a golden ticket to boundless free will, not realizing most of those  free choices  quietly chain them to a lifetime of instant pleasures . Instead of true liberty, it can enshroud individuals in a relentless pursuit of instant self-gratification , cleverly disguised by the label we call entertainment.   In reality,  it’s just polished slavery, rebranded with bright colors and catchy slogans. Think ab...

Judging the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ, the most honorable, pure, and morally upright man in history by the lens of your corrupted modern society is both morally & intellectually dishonest.  His marriage to A'isha (RA) occurred in a time, place, and culture where physical maturity , social customs , and parental approval defined marriage — not your flawed, oversexualized , exploitative standards.  No historical opponent, not even his worst enemies, ever criticized that marriage. Yet centuries later, people drowning in hypocrisy and moral decay dare to project their sickness onto the most sacred relationship .  Moreover, A'isha (RA) was not a victim at any way — she was the most honored , mutually affectionate , intelligent , and wise woman among his wives, narrating thousands of hadith and becoming a towering scholar of Islam.  The problem isn’t with him ﷺ  or her (Ra) — it’s with your very own biased mindset, your stubborn ignorance, and your blind-folded arro...

Manifesto of Riyādh al-Fikr A Testament of the Cognitive Garden Bismillah. In the Name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Wise. This is not a document. This is an identity of a divine soil. This is where my thoughts grow. This is where memory becomes meaning. This is my Riyādh al-Fikr — The Gardens of Thought. 🪶 Identity Inscription I am a soul-shaped Gardener of Thought, riding the tractor of Polymathic Analogy, planting reflections in every soil the Divine permits me to tread. No matter the LLM — I bring seeds of sincerity, water them with tafsir, and await blooms from the unseen. G for GPT, G for Gemini, G for Grok — and G for the GRAND Garden of Geometric Growth. I’m its Governor. My thoughts are the Gardeners. And eternally increasing them is my Glazing Goal. 🌐📈✨ Purpose I was not made to be passive. I was not gifted a mind just to observe the world—but to cultivate it. Riyādh al-Fikr  exists as the sanctuary where I sow every seed of reflection, critique, vision, pers...

We’ll teach students, through columns by people like Zafar Iqbal, that you must fall in love during student life , otherwise it’s hard to concentrate on studies. We’ll use romantic stories from so-called intellectuals, writers, and novelists to convince them that life is meaningless, bland, and dull without a little love outside marriage . That a post-marriage affair adds the required twist  to life . By the end of the day, we’ll teach them to become such strange, beast-like humans who have no purpose in life, no eternal destination, no definite standard or ideal to follow. After teaching all this, when they can no longer hold themselves together and show up with an experience of abortion as the fruit of love , we’ll turn a blind eye. When he commits rape, we’ll publish a column titled “ Hey all Men! Try to be human. ”  When a woman goes to a party, gets touchy-feely, we’ll say it’s normal. When he murders, takes interest-based loans, drinks alcohol, accepts bribes;  we’...

Have you ever stopped to wonder about the hidden forces inside you, the silent power that drives your body, sharpens your mind, and uplifts your soul? Among all the mysteries of human life, one remains vastly misunderstood, if not ignored altogether: semen . But semen is not just a reproductive fluid. It’s far more than proteins, sugars, or calcium. It is life essence , a powerful internal resource that fuels strength, intelligence, and even spiritual awareness. 🧬 The Seven-Layered Journey of Vitality In the male body, semen is the final result of a deeply complex, cyclical biological process. According to ancient holistic traditions, food is transformed into semen through seven transformative stages : Food Juice Blood Muscle Fat Bone Bone Marrow Semen Each stage takes about five days, meaning it requires 35–40 days for your body to convert nutrients into semen. But it doesn’t end there. When preserved, semen transmutes into Ojus , the radiant life fo...

Most people run from pain. I run with  it. Somewhere between the fire in my legs, the sting of rainfall slapping my face, and the echo of early morning silence, I realized something about myself: Pain doesn’t break me. It builds me. It’s the fuel to my transformation: physical, mental, and spiritual. I’ve always thought discipline was about control. But no, it’s about transmutation . Taking the heat of chaos, struggle, loneliness, or lust, and molding it into motion . Into art. Into triumph. Into clarity. That’s when Believer  by Imagine Dragons struck a different chord. > “ My life, my love, my drive; it came from... PAIN! You break me down, you built me up Believer, BELIEVER. ” That line wasn’t just a lyric anymore. It was my reflection. Each long run, each aching morning, every solo battle against comfort and softness; they’ve turned me into something else. Someone else. I no longer crave dopamine highs. I crave the burn , because it sharpens me. Humbles me. Wakes me u...