Rise Up African Islamic Sisters

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Perhaps it is just me, and, if so, then I am about to expose my embarrassingly remedial ignorance once again. But, ISIS and all the "Islamic" hatred and anger of which they have become iconic, feels like an overwhelmingly young to middle-aged male dominated late adolescent cultural gasp reacting against the comparative freedom and wisdom of a cooperative and egalitarian society with emergent strong polycultural values, whether tribal, or nationally, or even religiously, labeled.

If so, then perhaps Islamic women will peacefully engage their own cooperative internal revolution, speaking honestly and bravely and truthfully to their brothers, even their husbands, but probably not their fathers. That could get a girl killed in some unfortunate places where Allah's sense of inclusive faithfulness and solidarity as sacred Host feels climatically absent in this suffering time.

Rise up my African Sisters speak your truths of intimacy and death internal monopolizations of feeling desperately dark suffocating with hatred and fear and anger about your man, your brother about your here and now lack of relationship. Listen up Islamic Sisters to these Sisters of Perpetual Wisdom of self-and-other emancipation: Husband, your intimacy and passions fill me with emptiness and longing rather than fertility and belonging. Husband, you treat your milk cows and that lazy ass dog with all her pups as you treat me. Brother, your fascination with hatred technologies of deadly anger, your greed for Lose-Lose attention and respect replace your comprehension of dignity and producing life-giving outcomes to regenerate attention, interest, consciousness of positive values within our ancient culture, spirit, religion, passing forward to our children's hope and faith balancing life with death, in cooperative favor and support for this deep ecological love of intimacy and respect and mutual cooperative hospitality, we call "Allah" together co-messiahs linked through time and space of regenerating hope. Sisters speak your international yet intimate truths of good and evil life and death regeneration of abundantly warm feelings and decompositional analysis of where your young men go so astray of what is Islamic-normative to be fully human to become a man worthy of our Splendid Sisters.

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