Respected readers and visitors, salam alaikum (peace)!
The time has come, I think, to take this website and domain in a new direction. For the past seven years, even if intermittently, I have used this blog (and its predecessor, the Neurocentric) to share thoughts, feelings and views on all matter of topics. Many of my posts have been intensely intimate — a kind of public soul searching — exploring my relationship with God and with my Nafs, and with sin, temptation, regrets, pain, addiction, gratitude and love.
Some of it I regret, although perhaps some of it had to be said at the time. At times, I saw my writing as a kind of articulated supplication, substituting my unfluent tongue with the written word. I do not regret every word, but sometimes I regret the intentions that accompanied some of them, or what became of the words after I had written them, or the avenues that the act of public writing can lead us down.
At present I am working on various writing projects offline, which I intend to publish in the future as printed works and e-books, if the Most Merciful wills. Some of them are based upon things I have written here, though revisited and refined for wider public consumption. Others are larger works that have occupied me over the years. The technologies of electronic publishing and print-on-demand make it possible to publish without a publisher, even if the latter still disparagingly refer to this as the Vanity Press. But surely only the Prophets – peace be upon them all – speak without a speck of vanity.
My intention for some time now has been to use this website as the interface between me and those books. This task has been delayed by the works themselves taking longer to prepare than I had envisaged and as a result of me being unable to find the time to develop the website itself as I have in mind. Two tasks which seem no nearer completion, however many months pass by. But this is the direction I want to take myself and my writing in, as soon as I am able. Some of you will remember that I have made this intention several times over the past few years — perhaps it speaks volumes of my talent for procrastination that I am still not yet ready even now.