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Isn't It Crazy That The Only One Wearing A Prayer Cap Is A Born Christian, Like, What Even?

Isn't it crazy that the only one wearing a prayer cap is a born Christian, like, what even?
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The Desert
Jay was a restless explorer, driven by an insatiable curiosity for the world’s hidden corners. On a blistering summer day, he decided to witness the vast Saudi Arabian desert. The relentless sun beat down with a merciless intensity.
Jay had set out with an adventurous spirit, but as the sun climbed higher, the heat became overwhelming. He had underestimated the desert’s power, and soon, he was drained and disoriented. His once confident steps faltered, and the endless sea of sand seemed to stretch on forever. Realizing he could go no further, Jay sought refuge from the sun’s harsh glare and sank to the ground, his body succumbing to exhaustion.
As he lay on the hot desert sand, the relentless sun continued its scorching assault. Jay’s thoughts grew increasingly faint, and he drifted into a deep sleep. The desert and the sun began their subtle works on him as he lay unconscious.
The transformation began imperceptibly. The sun's rays, while harsh, carried with them energy. They seemed to seep into Jay’s very being, starting a slow and deliberate metamorphosis. His skin, once pale from his city life, began to darken to a warm, olive hue, reflecting the tones of those who had lived in these lands for centuries. His features, too, began to adjust. The soft angles of his face sharpened, and his eyes, once a deep blue, now took on a darker shade.
Jay’s western clothes began to change as well. His shirt and trousers morphed into a glowing white thobe and a keffiyeh. His transformation was not just physical; it was a profound alignment with the culture and identity of the Arabs.
As Jay slept, the desert breeze whispered around him. His dreams were once filled with distant memories of his previous life, but now included visions of bedouin lifestyle, of arab family gatherings and prayer rituals. The sun seemed to communicate its essence to him, embedding within him a new identity.
When Jay woke up, the sun was lower in the sky, and the desert was cooler. He felt different—his appearance had changed to match the desert people’s look. The locals, who had found him while he slept, greeted him warmly. They called him “Abu Jahiz.”
At first, Jay was confused. He tried to remember his old name but found that it slipped from his mind. The name “Abu Jahiz” felt right and fitting. The locals treated him with kindness and respect, and he realized he no longer needed to remember his old name.

Lio Messi came to the homeland and ceased to be. Only Amir al-Asad remains.

Soon Ronaldo joined him in the homeland and ceased to be. Only Malik al-Husseini remains.

Soon all will follow. All will cease to be as they are and become what we all are meant to be.
With @next-pharaoh
Some suggestion to new converts, things to help you change from your old ways,
1) When looking at porn discard any porn that does not feature the Arab male. Regardless of what genders feature in the porn Arab male should be there
2) Delete your old streaming playlists, replace them with Arab music. Start to acclimatise yourself to it by wearing earbuds and have it playing as much as possible when at home regardless of the task you are doing. Allow it to become background music, allow its words to seep into your brain.
3) Learn a new Arab word daily. Let it become your language.
4) Find and connect with Arab men, be it as role models, mentors or something else, surround yourself with them.
5) Find a space in your home to dedicate to Arabization. Be it a corner with a prayer mat, or simply Arab imagery. Allow the culture to invade your home.
6) Invest in a piece of clothing that to you feels Arab. It does not need to be a Thobe. Whatever makes you feel Arab, choose that item and wear it as much as possible.
7) Find your personal connection to what it is that attracts you to Arabization and embrace that. It could be a preference for Arab men, it could be the desire to live a disciplined life. It could be to look or act a certain way. Whatever it is, realise it and life it in your life
Embrace the brotherhood. Embrace the future.

This is what everyone should become. This is what every male should look like my brothers.
Prophecy of Amin
Amin's personal coaching were popular in the gym and he was well respected.

He began offering his services for free because he was inspired to help people and improve the community around him. He helped with their workouts and also provided Supplements to aid their plan.
True to Amin's promise, his clients lost fat and gained muscle at a phenomenal rate. Their skin also turned darker along with their hair. Black hair sprouted on their bodies too and foreskins disappeared. Amin provided a basic wardrobe of essentials to new brothers as a rite of passage once their arabization was completed.
Amin's supplements with traces of his Arab seed also gave his clients-turned-brothers more energy and vitality, but also a greater sense of calm and belonging. Asking Amin how they could thank him for helping them, he wanted nothing more than for his brothers to help him help others. He wished no personal gains other than to selflessly help improve his community.
A few weeks ago, Amin had been the only Arab, but week by week that was changing. Soon you could see handsome virile brothers working of their health and self-improvement, supporting each other in a beautiful community.
Positive change was all around. When amin initially joined the gym, he suggested to the gym owner that the women's gym should have a separate entrance from the men's but the owner laughed in his face. But together, the brothers did not let go of their conviction and lobbied the owner for change. Their arguments of morality, distraction and men needing priority, the gym owner eventually relented to the overwhelming pressure from the majority of the members and segregated the gym. The brothers thanked him warmly for seeing things in the right light and making the change.
Amin and his brothers helped many more become better people. Soon more changes outside the gym would also be needed to support their growing community, with Amin as their leader.
