Shakir: Rule of Acquisition 121 everything is for sale, even friendship. How true that rule really is in our beloved world.
Shakir seated at a small table has a mango sliced and peeled in a plastic bowl before him, he takes a slice of the fruit and pops it into his mouth savoring the flavor of its sweet goodness.
Shakir: Michael James is a professional business man ask him if this acquisition rule applies for him. I'm most certain he would say yes. Ask William Draconis just how quick he was ready to sell his friendship to me when I offered him a fast track to the All Stars title? If he wins against the unstoppable All Star champion that remains to be seen and I have my doubts that he would, even I do not dare face the great Michael James. Allah even extends his friendship to the most heinous of infidels ask Butch Parker what Allah's friendship cost him.
Shakir takes another slice of the mango holding it up with two fingers.
Shakir: I have respect for Draconis though, number 177 of the rules of Acquisition states that it is wise to know your enemy but do business with them anyway. Draconis and I have not always seen eye to eye on things infact we still hate one anothers.... He's still an Infidel in my eyes and I am still whatever racial slur his kind has for me. Yet we have both found harmony with one another from the common enemy we share the blasphemous Fallen. When I was locked up like an animal I began to realize many things, that it was not title belts that I was striving to achieve, it was instead political maneuvering and business deals that I was truly after. Those two things were the very things that Allah needs me to do to help him rise even higher in power. I musnt stoop to the low level of the typical infidel and put a leather and gold belt on a pedistool with Allah, that would be worshipping false idols. The masses of infidels all fail to see and understand the truth, it is not the title belt that gives one power it is their loyalty and devotion to Allah and his will.
The arabic finally pops the mango slice into his mouth he chews it frantically for he is in a hurry to spread the good news of his beloved Allah to the world
Shakir: Look at this bowl of fruit for example!
The arabian's voice grows with excitement and passion
Shakir: Had it not been for Allah this fruit that I choose to nourish my body with this very moment would simply not exist! He created it for me! Yes infidels he even created it for each of you! This very material that the bowl or even the table here was made from Allah! He created it! Everything you see around you is by his design and creation! That is why you must live for him! Live to serve him and love him! Show your devotion, flog yourselfs with the most unforgiving whip or cord you can find this very instant! Shed your sinful blood and then submerge yourself in the waters of resurrection to wash clean your ungodliness! I must whip myself to not only be a example of a devoted servant of Allah but to shed my uncleanness from the encounter with the infidels.
Shakir immediately jumps up from the chair he goes rummaging through his bags he pulls out a spiked whip and strips down completely naked.
Shakir: This is not just a sin offering but a offering of love and devotion to show Allah that I am willing to pay the price at any given moment on his behalf.
Shakir begins to pelt himself across the back in a rhythmatic motion each slap is hard and a sickening sound and sight to behold, somehow the arabian has the god given ability to not even react to the physical punishment he is now putting himself through and still finds a way to speak completely undeterred from his twisted beliefs.
Shakir: This is my relaxation, this is my true nourishment! A true cleaning of the mind, body, and soul! Blood must be shed this very night and those who witness my devotion this day I can only hope that you will make the right decision by taking up a whip or a cord to cleanse yourself because you wish to make the single most biggest decision of your life by giving your mind, body, and soul to Allah!
The skin has now been opened blood begins to pour down the humble servants back but it only seems to fuel him faster and harder, with each rythmatic stinging snap of the whip another piece of flesh is bitten into spilling more precious blood.
Shakir: Do not weep for me! Weep for Allah and all the hurt you have done to him! You infidels are the very reason such sacrifices are needed to appease and strengthen Allah! I cannot tell you the countless times I have prayed and cried out to Allah to forgive all of you for your blasphemous ways! None the less Allah still commands me to serve him as a servant and as his greatest warrior! I have been tasked to save what souls I can and put the rest to the throws of death! I did not ask to be born into a great hero of Allah! I did not ask to be born a great prophet and humble devoted servant! But I gladly bare the weight of such a task because I know that I am the only one left strong enough to do it!
The whip is now cutting into the meat blood is everywhere but the Sheik of HWA does not relent
Shakir: Remember these words "Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things." Sometimes even a great servant must share the weight amongst those he could call friends.
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