Notes to God's Learning Channel

Notes to God's Learning Channel 2005

22 December Program #9907 The Da Vinci Code told us all we need to know about false Christian prophets for profit the theft and the degradation of what Jeff Goodman et al call "pagan" (along with all your snickers of implication) all of which begs the question: Where did the Jewish people get the symbol of the star of David; the two triangles making a pentagon in the center? Was this not one of those things you call "pagan" symbols? I hear the lady by your side say "We're not God." and see you nod with agreement. Of this, now, three, at least, agree But the real question is - the teachings of Jesus and which ones the Jewish leaders may accept as peaceful words to live by? In these days of a global information highway, let us understand human history? An aside, me thinks there may have been Jewish false prophets for profit also too también Cat help me I'm curious... The several times in the "Old Testament" when "_______" became angry with the Jewish people because they had disobeyed him (not to mention the "apple" story)- were the Rabbis during that same time "false prophets" and/or have the Jews had false prophets since that time? Last question (for now) Are the owners of Niki sportswear Christian, Jew, Muslim or Pagan?

15 December 2004 maybe G_d too is hoping and praying Jeff et al will find a different answer than war the human species have been slaughtering their own kind since their beginning the test for Abraham and Cain and Able was the question WHAT sort of G_d do you believe in? a Demonic G_d that orders you to kill your own kin? Arafat was willing to share Jerusalem Jeff et all are not. Arafat's legacy is that he convinced Palestinians to accept a two state solution Jeff et all does not. You all laugh and make fun of the unschooled Arab. and G_d sad: "Stop laughing! It is my children that are dying."


7 November 2004 Tonight, in Fallujah We wait For the known For the follow-up To the fighter planes To the rockets To the long days of shelling To the depleted uranium killing us slowly, We wait To see their tanks Their tanks will come first They remind us of the Israelis They remind us American planes killed our cousins In Palestine Killed them with American rockets, Now They have come for us We were living Just living our lives, With our wives and children, Just like the Americans They went to school, they did their lessons They ran innocently In the school yards And on weekends the boys Would tease the girls In the marketplace, but Dare not let the mother or Father of the girl see, the girls Would twist their Hair, their smiles And blush Away from the eyes Of their mothers We were just living Not looking to fight, just Wanting to be Left alone But they came Hunting us, like Animals, like wild Things, they came Shooting, randomly, Dropping 500 pound bombs Destroying our mosques, our Churches, our schools, our Hospitals, our water, our Electricity—they bombed Us back 300 years But, we Just wanted to live Just wanted to pray each day In our mosques, raise our Children, take care of our Wives, our old fathers and Mothers, we are not for Fighting—but now There is no Choice—what good Would it be to run To be shot down Like an animal on the run, Now it is time, even with The small weapons We have, we shall stand now To protect what we have To claim our own homes, to claim Our own peace They are strange These Christians, not like My cousin's wife Who is Christian, in our Christian churches, they say Jesus said, “Blessed are the peacemakers,” “God's greatest gift is mercy,” but these men come with large crosses on their chests, their ministers teach them songs about killing and killing for Jesus, these Americans are strange, we had Always heard They were peaceful people, people Who wanted what we wanted, Peace, life, justice, Decency, education, We had heard---- So now they come, Loudspeakers on their jeeps, loudspeakers And louder music, drums banging, They tell us to surrender or die, they have Iraqi slaves among them, some of whom Will, at the last minute, turn on these Americans, kill some And themselves be killed, We have on our side, Allah We have on our side, our families, Our homes, our thousands of years Of having to defend ourselves From Persians, from Greeks, from Romans, from Mongols, from Crusaders, From Turks, from British—now This new evil, this new devil Flying their flags, red, white and blue, Blaring their music and harsh words, We see their eyes now, They are young, like Us, they are afraid, yet They want to kill us, we Are “ragheads,” “we are animals,” We are “assholes,” “we are terrorists” And every other name you can think of And they have come to kill us To wipe our city off the maps of the world, Off the map of Iraq, they say They come at the order of the exile The Americans sent to rule us, Iyad Allawi, Iyad the whore, Iyad the munafik, Iyad the devil—and yes, We shall die, but Allah knows Who is the evil one And who is the one who fights in his name, There is always that short term victory For the devils But their long run is not long And they too shall die We do not want to die, but We understand dying is only Part of living, death is always Waiting, sometimes Patiently, other times Takes us swiftly, but we understand This is the will of Allah Some of us must die So that others will Understand Just what is going on So that others will see So that others will resist even more Our deaths will echo in Saudi Arabia, In Kuwait, in the Muslim halls of the world, in The cries of our women, in the history of our Muslim people, in the Khutba’s on Friday's Prayers—they know That we die during Ramadan, they know We die gloriously at the hand of the heathens, at The hands of the unbelievers, for the sake of What the Qur’an taught us, To protect our families, our homes, our country and Most of all to protect our mosques And Islam So we have stayed to fight And die during Ramadan, this Most holy of months, this Ramadan That requires so much Discipline and faith, this Ramadan That is the month of our sign of commitment To Allah, it is a glorious month In which to fight, and if necessary To die No, we are not mad We do not wish to die We have more desire to live Than these devils who have invaded our land Attacked our fathers and mothers, who Have raped our women, who have Tortured our cousins and brothers in their Prisons, all in the name of “democracy,” and “liberty,” and “freedom”— how hollow their words how hollow their lies how hollow their attacks on us they do not realize we do not die, we live, we live on now, as martyrs, as heroes, as men who were not afraid to die, as men who believed in the Deen, in Allah, in the same God they proclaim but do not truly follow— but his wrath is coming his wrath shall be coming upon them— if they survive our fight, they are being poisoned, just as we have been poisoned, the depleted uranium has poisoned their blood, has poisoned the eggs in their sperm, has poisoned their lives so when they have deformed children, the children will be witnesses to their killing us, to their killing of their own souls, to their killing their own families, and what of those who will go mad, whose nightmares will not let them ever sleep another peaceful night and what will their faces tell them when they look in the mirror when they look on their dressers and see the pieces of metal they were given for killing us in our own homes, in own cities, in our own mosques and churches, what will their eyes say, what will they say when their twisted lies are uncovered, when the rest of the world speaks of their massacres of women and children, of old men, of bombing hospitals, what will they do when they see the smirking face of their presidents, their senators, their leaders who have allowed them to do this, have ordered them to do this —and what will they say to Jesus when he speaks to them on Judgment Day when he asks why they killed— why they did not say, NO why they did not prefer prison over killing of innocent civilians, and to the pilots who fly freely, without concern of any reprisal, F16s rocketing our city day after day, night after night, surely they will not fly with the angels, but shall burn even worse than the rest— and so we hear the rockets and hear the bombs during our maghrib prayer, we have heard since our fajr prayers, we do not much feel like iftar, the food has lost some of its taste, no one wants to die, no one wants to leave their wife and children, no one wants never to see their father or mother again, no one wants to have to fight, just to live, no one wants to have to kill another human being—at least none of us, we were living peacefully in our city, we did not attack anyone, we did not do anything worse than defend ourselves, and for that now we know we must die, we know that unless Allah produces a miracle or sends legions of angels to protect us that the planes will attack with the tanks that will crush us with the rockets and snipers who will split our bodies into pieces, whose concussions will split our heads open, whose noise will puncture our eardrums until we bleed and like our blessed Prophet Jesus, who came before our blessed Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him, we shall die, just as Jesus was martyred— we shall be martyred by the new Roman, the new crusader army, on this Night of Power, where Allah's message of righteousness and courage is clear, where we renew our commitment to our God, where we know he gives us everlasting life though we may die tonight on the earth, we shall live forever, in Allah's hands, We shall live in history, and the world, yea the world will remember we stood and fought this day, knowing we would die but knowing that death is only a moment in God's time, in Allah's time and that those who kill us today may live long and tortured lives when they realize what evil they have done and those evil men who ordered them on, Allawi, Bush, Cheney, Wolfowitz, Abizaid, Myers and the rest, Allah will take care of them On the earth and on Judgment Day, And the men who did not have the courage to Say, No, They will suffer each hour, each day For the rest of their earthly days, For it is written, that whosoever kills a believer During Ramadan, will suffer hellfire and damnation For eternity So we choose to stand, to die if we must, But during this blessed month of Ramadan There is no death to the believer Only the knowledge that Allah's ways Are beyond our understanding—we may not Be on the earth to see what will happen but we will be looking Down from Heaven And we shall see Allah visit his wrath On those who come to kill us in our homes, In our city, in our country, in our churches, in Our mosques—and though we may die, Like these days of our battle, Our spirits Will live forever - Sam Hamod