Look I don’t understand you. You’re a 19 year old boy what is wrong with you? Go out. Live your life. Time has changed. Nobody cares about religion anymore. Don’t say, “The time has changed.” Cause death doesn’t. Life still separates your loved ones from you, and you from your loved ones. You’re still impotent, weak. Unable to change that. You’re still on a journey, that will end eventually. Look around you. Everyone is doing it. Everyone. And you’re just like them. Don’t say, “I am just like everyone else.” Because your best friends, closest family members will only follow you until your grave. Being just like everyone else has no meaning beyond the grave. “Beyond the grave.” Look at you! You’re 19. And you’re talking about death. Your youth will leave you eventually. And if you do not act rightful, it will be lost. Rather than joy, it will bring you pain in this world, in the grave, and in the hereafter. You assume you’ll live forever, that’s what bores you. Do you have any guarantee to live until the next year, or even tomorrow? You could be one of the 250.000 people who passed away in the last 24 hours. Maybe you’ll go with the next group huh? Let’s not talk about this. What… Who are you even doing all of this for? Someone you can’t see. Someone you can’t hear. If you can’t see Him, it’s because of your blindness. You know that there is no town without a chief. No needle without a craftsman. No letter without a writer. So how can this extremely well-ordered kingdom have no ruler? You know that there has to. Say that there is. How do you know you won’t be gone after your death? Has anyone seen that afterlife you’re talking about? In the name of Allah, the Entirely Merciful, the Especially Merciful. So look to the effects of Allah’s mercy. how He gives life to the earth after its death. Surely, that is the one who will give life to the dead. and He has the power to the everythink. You’re so blind that you can’t even see what’s right in front of you. That resurrection you find unlikely is happening to 300.000 plant species in every spring. Is it even possible, that someone who does this resurrection in this world, someone who gives life to dry branches of trees, let His most valuable creation perish? No way. You know what you’re like? What I am like? Yeah. Okay. What am I like? Ostrich. Ostrich? Yeah. You see your death in front of you so you bury your head in the sand. You leave your whole body exposed though. I wil be back.