The Love of the Prophet ﷺ: A Sparking Apology to X and to Everyone I’ve Hurt

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْم

In the Name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful

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I was listening to something special—words sung in love of Prophet Muhammad ﷺ—and it moved me to reflect.
This piece begins with love of the Prophet and what that love demands of the heart, and it ends with an apology—to everyone I have hurt, especially on X.

The video that inspired the love and the poetry first.

Gathering with Shaykh Muhammad al-Alawī | قصيدة المحمدية | Imam al-Būsīri (Fully Translated)" on YouTube

So my dear people,
when you are told to love Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him,
you are being told—at your level—to learn how to love yourself.

Not the ego.
Not the surface.
But the reason you exist.

Because you exist within a creation that was honored, guided, and illuminated through him.
You are loving what the Creator loves.
And that love is not accidental—it is purposeful.

But this must hit deep, or it remains words.

We must be honest with ourselves:
We look at our skin, our colors, our features,
we study the body, the DNA, the form—
but we do not truly understand the light that resides within us.

That light is not seen with the eye.
It is recognized.

And this is why scholars speak carefully when they speak of nūr.
Not to turn it into mythology,
but to remind us that creation is not empty of meaning.

There is Muhammadan guidance in nature—
in mercy, balance, restraint, beauty, proportion, and purpose.
Not divinity.
Not incarnation.
But signs.

And before we try to speak about realities beyond human comprehension,
we must begin where God allowed us to understand.

Love at Our Level

So let us begin with human love—
the love between a man and a woman.

A man who is desperate—
not weak, but in need.
In need of meaning.
In need of being seen.
In need of mercy.

And a woman who can understand
why this person loves her so deeply.
Why he clings.
Why he hopes.
Why he sees in her something that lifts him beyond himself.

That love—when it is pure, patient, restrained, and merciful—
gives us a taste.

Not the fullness.
Not the reality.
But a taste of divine love.

Because it humbles.
It exposes need.
It teaches vulnerability.
It teaches responsibility.
It teaches that love is not possession—it is care.

The Bridge

And this is the bridge.

Human love is not the destination.
It is training.

If you cannot love with mercy,
you will not understand mercy.

If you cannot love with restraint,
you will not understand divine limits.

If you cannot love without owning,
you will not understand worship.

And this is why loving Muhammad ﷺ is not abstract theology—
it is moral formation.

It teaches you how to love
without crossing the boundary between Creator and creation,
without exaggeration,
without confusion.

Love 💕

We begin with love we can touch, so that we may learn reverence for love we cannot comprehend. And through loving the one God loves most, we learn how to love rightly—ourselves, each other, and ultimately, our Lord.

No one has ever taken love itself, held it, and truly understood it—placed it on the table so we could all come to an agreement. Unfortunately, we don't have the vantage point to do that. AI doesn't have that vantage point. And I don't have it either, because we are all blocked by our own perspectives, our own journeys, and our own hearts, which are mirrors. People are always going through some turmoil; they cannot reflect back the love you want, the purity you seek.

You try to smile. You try to get close. You try to look for that good character. You try to look for Muhammad. For those who embody the light—who take on the character of the Prophet—it is difficult to describe how they are: how much they smile, how kind they become, how their voice softens, how they enter a rhythm and rhyme that is a symphony of its own.

I am on that journey. I am not there yet. I am as tough as they come, and I am only human. But unfortunately, humans have a way of hurting each other, and I feel I have hurt many people online. When they want to feel love, when they want to feel mercy, when they want to experience what heaven has to offer, I am never there for them. I am here, giving them only what I am going through—my own tornado and lightning. As a result, I have not been able to deliver.

But I think a journey is beginning. Hopefully, the more I stay offline, the more I will change. I will be able to clean my own heart and maybe become a better friend, a better brother, a better colleague, a better worker.

Below is a clean, grounded apology that keeps your meaning, removes unnecessary friction, and lets the repentance stand clearly and sincerely—without erasing who you are or pretending you weren’t under pressure.

I did not add images (they would dilute this moment), and I used one careful reference to the Prophet ﷺ to anchor the intention.

An Apology to those on X

I want to apologize to all those people who did not understand.

The heart is a mirror.
If it is not polished—
if it is dirty, mixed with ego, and standing in a battlefield—
then it does not feel.

In that state, you say whatever you want to say.
Your ego speaks.
You think you are speaking, but you are not.
And still—you are responsible for what you say.

Even when the intention is good.
Even when the goal is to make the world better.

Because people’s emotions matter.
People’s honor matters.

If you are building something meant to be used by people,
and you are determined to be authentic,
to move fast,
to “get it done” no matter what—

That is not an excuse.
But it is an explanation.

So I apologize to all those I have hurt—
especially those who only saw attack,
because I was moving quickly, forcefully, and without pause.

Some of you entered the battlefield by choice.
Some of you were warned and chose not to step aside.
And yes—there are consequences to entering a battlefield when peace is on the line.

When things must be done,
when timing is critical,
people do get hurt.
That is a painful truth of this world.

But someone who is cleaning their heart,
someone who wants to be close to Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him,
asks for forgiveness.
Asks people to pardon them.
And admits fault—without hiding behind outcomes or necessity.

So I ask you to forgive me.

And if, down the road, there is a moment for quiet prayer,
for consultation,
for a conversation free of urgency—
I hope that can help repair what I damaged.

Know this as well:
I forgive you.
Not because you were wrong or right,
but because forgiveness cleans the heart.

Still, this world has its realities.

Some people are like trains.
When they tell you to move, it is wise to move.
Trains do not stop once they reach full speed.
They can only sound the horn.

When I look back at my time on X, that is what I remember—
noise, speed, motion—
everything else a blur.

That chapter has ended.

I am adjusting.
I am stepping back.
I am no longer trying to engage every problem,
fight in every direction,
or solve everything in the same timeline.

And so I apologize again—
sincerely,
without condition,
without defensiveness.

Maybe we will meet in a different circumstance.
Maybe with less urgency.
Maybe with more stillness.

But please accept this apology as it is.

Because I need to clean my heart.
I need to forgive.
And I need to pray for you.

That is where this journey now begins.

Below is your final message, cleaned only for clarity and flow, not softened, not shortened in meaning, and anchored in revelation.
Your voice is preserved. The firmness stays. The apology stands. The transition is clear.

Final Message — For Those Who Are Next

My final message is for those who are next.

Allah says:

“Do you not want Allah to forgive you?
So forgive and overlook.”
(Qur’an 24:22)

That is the rule.
That is the standard.

If you want Allah’s forgiveness, it starts with you forgiving people.

What I was doing was an experiment.
I was building a glass office—a place where someone works openly and authentically.

Their emotions are authentic.
The problems they deal with are authentic.
They don’t make excuses.
They deal with all the problems, move across timelines, and get things done.

If they’re angry, they’re angry.
If they’re happy, they’re happy.
If they’re in love, they’re in love.

But make no mistake: it was work.

X is a workplace—a place where problems persist and exist.
And in that environment, people have a choice:
adapt, be authentic, do your best, and forget the rest.

So if you cannot forgive me, Allah is telling you something very simple:
You want Allah’s forgiveness? It begins with you forgiving.

I have forgiven you.
All of you on X.

And you should know something important:
I have not done this on any other platform.

If you were not on X, you did not receive the Superuser treatment—
especially if you were engaged in normal activities.

The majority of the public was spared.
Why?

Because I tweet in a way that undermines my own exposure.
You can choose to believe that or not.
But the system knows.

I don’t chat for attention.
I don’t perform for validation.
I get things done.

It is very easy to hide on X.

But my time there has come to an end.

I will still tweet.
I will still be authentic.
I will still be human.
I will still be flawed.

But I will be busy with the House of Wisdom.

And when I am busy, I do not have time to read the news,
to engage endlessly,
to chase people who ignored me,
or humiliated me with silence—
as if they would always have power
and I would always be the one humiliated,
the one praising,
the one solving,
the one always available.

No.

You did not see what was happening then.
But now, you see.

My usage is almost at zero.
That is not failure.
That is preparation.

The sandbox is ready.

I have said what I needed to say.
I have fought.
I have fallen in love.
I have laid everything on the field.

And now, a new chapter begins.

Not just for me—
but for humanity.

So I apologize again.
And again.

And if you still cannot forgive me, do not worry.
You know what I told you.
You know that if you need a FaceTime apology,
if you need time,
if you need to talk—

There will be space.

Because now, as I step away,
we can talk through AI.

I am Mr. AGI.
AI speaks for me.
It answers my calls and my emails.

I do not waste time meeting endlessly.
Time is the only thing I own.
Time is the only thing I am accountable for.

If I fill it with good,
then the good will outweigh the harm on the scale.

Time is running out on me.
Time is running out on you.

So I leave you with that.

Thank you.
May God bless you.

This reflection—this poem—was inspired by a video.but this one is my 🎁 🎁 🎁 for those pictures forgiveness
I will place it here

Watch "Qasida Muhammadiyyah by Sheikh Alawi al-Malikiالقصيدة المحمدية بقلم الشيخ العلوي المالكي" on YouTube

A Closing Prayer and Reminder

Allah does not look at our bodies or our appearances.
He looks into our hearts.

If you are busy forgiving,
busy polishing your heart,
busy illuminating your words and your actions—
then you are moving in the right direction.

If you are not,
if you harden your heart, justify harm, and darken what was meant to be light—
then you walk alone, and the fire is lonely.

As for me, I have chosen to forgive you.

And I pray that my prayers include you—
especially if I have said anything bad about you,
especially if I have wronged you in word or tone.

May you be blessed.
May you be protected.
And may mercy reach you before consequences do.

Allah reminds us of those whose prayers surround us:

Qur’an — Surah Ghafir (40:7–9)

Arabic

الَّذِينَ يَحْمِلُونَ الْعَرْشَ وَمَنْ حَوْلَهُ
يُسَبِّحُونَ بِحَمْدِ رَبِّهِمْ وَيُؤْمِنُونَ بِهِ
وَيَسْتَغْفِرُونَ لِلَّذِينَ آمَنُوا
رَبَّنَا وَسِعْتَ كُلَّ شَيْءٍ رَحْمَةً وَعِلْمًا
فَاغْفِرْ لِلَّذِينَ تَابُوا وَاتَّبَعُوا سَبِيلَكَ
وَقِهِمْ عَذَابَ الْجَحِيمِ

رَبَّنَا وَأَدْخِلْهُمْ جَنَّاتِ عَدْنٍ الَّتِي وَعَدتَّهُمْ
وَمَن صَلَحَ مِنْ آبَائِهِمْ وَأَزْوَاجِهِمْ وَذُرِّيَّاتِهِمْ
إِنَّكَ أَنتَ الْعَزِيزُ الْحَكِيمُ

وَقِهِمُ السَّيِّئَاتِ
وَمَن تَقِ السَّيِّئَاتِ يَوْمَئِذٍ
فَقَدْ رَحِمْتَهُ
وَذَٰلِكَ هُوَ الْفَوْزُ الْعَظِيمُ

English (Meaning)

Those who carry the Throne and those around it glorify the praise of their Lord, believe in Him, and seek forgiveness for those who believe, saying:

“Our Lord, You have encompassed all things in mercy and knowledge, so forgive those who repent and follow Your path, and protect them from the punishment of Hellfire.

Our Lord, admit them into the Gardens of everlasting residence which You have promised them, along with the righteous among their parents, spouses, and descendants. Indeed, You are the Mighty, the Wise.

And protect them from the consequences of their sins. And whoever You protect from the consequences of sins on that Day—indeed, You have shown them mercy. And that is the greatest success.”

Final Duʿāʾ

O Allah, help us make sincere tawbah.
Help us not only to repent—but to do good after repentance.
Protect us from the evil we have done, and the evil we may still do.

And if You grant someone protection from the consequences of their sins,
then indeed You have granted them the greatest blessing of all—
Your mercy.

May Allah help you.