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hiranyaksha: I’ve been working on a series of esoteric Shi’a Muslim portrait illustrations called “Thiranyaksha: I’ve been working on a series of esoteric Shi’a Muslim portrait illustrations called “Thiranyaksha: I’ve been working on a series of esoteric Shi’a Muslim portrait illustrations called “Thiranyaksha: I’ve been working on a series of esoteric Shi’a Muslim portrait illustrations called “Thiranyaksha: I’ve been working on a series of esoteric Shi’a Muslim portrait illustrations called “Thiranyaksha: I’ve been working on a series of esoteric Shi’a Muslim portrait illustrations called “Thiranyaksha: I’ve been working on a series of esoteric Shi’a Muslim portrait illustrations called “Thiranyaksha: I’ve been working on a series of esoteric Shi’a Muslim portrait illustrations called “Thiranyaksha: I’ve been working on a series of esoteric Shi’a Muslim portrait illustrations called “Thiranyaksha: I’ve been working on a series of esoteric Shi’a Muslim portrait illustrations called “T

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I’ve been working on a series of esoteric Shi’a Muslim portrait illustrations called “The Fourteen Masoomeen,” (Masoomeen meaning “infallibles”) based on the central figures of Twelver Shi’a Islam, where rather than showing the face of the figures, different designs and symbols allude to important moments in their lives. I’ve finished thirteen–The Prophet Muhammad, Imam Ali, Fatima Zahra, Imam Hasan, Hussein, Zayn al-Abideen, al-Baqir, as-Sadiq, al-Kadhim, al-Rida, al-Jawad, al-Hadi, and al-Askari–and the last one is Imam Mahdi, who is believed to be alive but hidden from the eyes of man until his time of reappearance occurs. I’m stumped on how to approach his illustration and it might take even years for the correct inspiration to hit me, so have these of his beloved thirteen first… :’) 


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Zahraa The Earth itself mourns a great loss todayThe very skies thunder and rage and weep Flames w

Zahraa

The Earth itself mourns a great loss today
The very skies thunder and rage and weep
Flames worldwide crackle and spit in dismay
At being a part of what caused this day
That left a scar in History so deep
Ya Allah! Ya Allah! Ya Allah!

The fire had played a part in her demise
For it was the tool used to weaken Her door
She was crushed behind it, as the devil tries
To gain access to her home, causing her cries
Oh Fudha! The Nail! My Muhsin’s on the floor!
Ya Zahraa! Ya Zahraa! Ya Zahraa!

The Lion of Allah sat on the chest
Of the tyrant, the devil, who crushed her rib
He clutched Dhul Fiqar with his knee to his breast
Ali’s patience that day, Allah knows best
For the Prophet’s will he could his anger curb
Ya Ali! Ya Ali! Ya Ali!

Ali had refrained from igniting a war
For the sake of keeping peace amongst Muslims
Not to take revenge, to the Prophet he’d swore
Revenge for Zahraa’s spilt blood and gore
Would be taken by the Avenger, for him
Ya Mehdi! Ya Mehdi! Ya Mehdi!

-Manal Marjan


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I would not exchange my self-respect for the most precious thing in the world. -Imam Sajjad (as) Al-

I would not exchange my self-respect for the most precious thing in the world.

-Imam Sajjad (as)
Al-Nari, Mustadrak al-Wasa'il, vol. 2, p. 364


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Hearts have rust like the rust of copper, so polish them with repentance. -Imam al-Sadiq (as) Uddat

Hearts have rust like the rust of copper, so polish them with repentance.
-Imam al-Sadiq (as)
Uddat al-Da'ai, pg. 249.


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