Dear Ali Sina it is an honour. Forgive me but that is how I feel receiving a response from you. I just got a hold of your book “Understanding Muhammad.” It is very captivating, your intensive scrutiny is expounded forceful and vividly. I

had an American friend who converted to Islam after feeling disillusioned with her former religion while disconcerted during her spiritual quests.  During my spiritual crisis, not been able to explain my pathetic and meaningless existence in this world, I turned to Islam after a Muslim author cordially presented me his book giving me a precise and embellished introduction to Islam. He directed me to a kind and educated Muslim activist around the area. He had also directed me to another Muslim convert and within time I found myself surrounded by these magnificent Eastern people with sharp features, big eyes and soothing tenuous voices, fervent devotion and admirable display of adoration…I was marvelled yet overwhelmed utterly. I believed that I found the perfect God, not one limited form of God through a human being.

I am a Mexican American, my mother is of strong European descent while my father is fatefully an alcoholic, immature problematic ugly man of strong indigenous lineage. I had always reproached myself for my fathers lineage, I never felt a spiritual nor any sort of connection with my mixed heritage and descent. Their values were different from what I strongly held as valuable. It is wrong and ignorant of me to feel that way, but I feel terribly ugly and deformed because I do not look like my mother after my father fouled the genes. I don’t know where I belong in this world I feel miserable just to see how ugly I am in the mirror. I feel limited because of my fathers DNA. I thought that abandoning myself,  forsaking every earthly matter for a Perfect God should be what I was ultimately destined to do. I did not feel peace believing in reincarnation because I could not handle the concept of living a trial in this life because of my countless sins from my previous life. Mr. Sina you are a wonderful philosophical erudite, I admire you highly along with  your humanistic deeds. I was hoping fervently that you could answer some of my questions perhaps give me some advise so far as to what I have written.
Mr. Sina do you think some people are here existing by accident?  and are some ethnicities inferior and less evolved intellectually, mentally physically or aesthetically?
Thank you
Clara

Dear Clara, (name changed)

First of all the very notion that some races are better and some are worse is a blatant lie.  Humanity is one race with thousands of ethnicities.  We have different features but no race is ugly. Beauty is in the harmony of the features.  It does not matter which race you are.

This beautiful face is a composite of a few very avarage looking persons.

Actually, science has finally given away the mystery of beauty. Beau­ty is just the av­er­age. Yes “av­er­age” faces, crea­ted by com­pu­ter as composites of many others, are generally rated as bet­ter-look­ing than ordinary faces. Blend­ing even just a few faces—even un­at­trac­tive ones—tends to pro­duce sur­pris­ing im­prove­ments. (Try it your­self here. It is fun.)

This is the future of mankind. As the world becomes smaller and people of different races intermarry, our genes blend and as the computer generated images show our species will become more beautiful.

Now we have solid empirical evidence that mixing our genes will improve our species. Consider yourself a pioneer of the future human race.

Furthermore, beauty is not in the looks but in the personality.  If you have a magnetic personality you look beautiful. How many times you have seen people who looked beautiful or handsome at first but immediately you lost interest in them when they opened their mouth or acted in some inappropriate way?  Contrary wise, as Alice in the Wonderland says, you may meet people who don’t look attractive at first, but they mesmerize you with their towering personality and you find them very attractive.

This face is a composite of ten very avarage looking faces,

Beauty is in personality and personality is something one can work on.  If you stop worrying about your looks and instead focus your attention on others, they will find you attractive.  When you meet someone, don’t think about how you look. Instead make them know how beautiful and wonderful they look. They immediately reciprocate and will find you beautiful too.

Mexicans have very beautiful features. They don’t look like Europeans. If your standard of beauty is the white race, you’ll have difficulty finding beauty in any other race.  An example can make this clear. If your measure of beauty in flowers is rose, you’ll find no other flower can compare to it. But the comparison is wrong.  Each flower has its own beauty. You should not compare.

Of course the claim that some races are intellectually inferior is a sheer lie.  We all originated from Africa and if you go thirty or forty thousand years back, you’ll find all of us come from the same tribe.  This is a blink of an eye in the evolutionary scale.  Although human race lived apart for thousands of years, this is not enough for any major change in our brain to take place. We are the same people, intellectually and in all other respects.

The fact that some cultures remained backward has nothing to do with genes, but with social conditioning. Now we can see the fallacy of racism.  I live in Canada, a country of immigrants where everyone has more or less the same opportunity.  The index of success among all ethnicities is the same. Canadians come from all over the world, but when given equal opportunity they perform equally.  This debunks racism completely. Rich and poor, smart and dumb are distributed equally among all races, which clearly shows race is not a factor. In fact race does not exist at all. We’re all one race.

Generally Muslims are under achievers. It does not matter what race they are. They are often poorer and often more violent. This has to do with their bad culture and bad religion, and not with their genes. African Americans are more likely to go to jail than the whites by a stagering index of 39 times.  This too has nothing to do with genes. The blacks have lost their way when they started believing in the lies of the liberals and became Democrats. They abandoned family values. The index of teenage pregnancy among the blacks in America is staggeringly high and single motherhood is the norm.  Alcoholism and drug addiction is high. What can you expect from children growing up in such dysfunctional families?  To add insult to injruy a much larger percentage of blacks are racist, compared to whites.  In fact an alarming number of blacks are racist.  Their blind support of Obama is proof of that.  It is these flaws that have kept the blacks in the slums not their genes.

Racism is scientifically wrong. It is also morally wrong and intellectually dishonest.  It is the acme of stupidity.  We passed this stage of ignorance and we must never allow it to come back.  In my experience the least racist people are the whites. All other races are more or less racists.

There is an old Chinese story that is worth mentioning here. A young man who studied hard to be the best kung fu fighter thought to himself if he finds about his opponents’ weaknesses he will have an upper hand over them and can beat them in any competition.  He watched them carefully and studied their shortcomings before competing with them. But each time he was defeated. Depressed and disheartened he went to his master and asked what is wrong with his strategy. “It seems to make perfect sense,” he said, “look for an opening where my opponent comes up short, and then use that to achieve victory. Why did it not work?”

His master drew a line in the sand and said,  “Make this line shorter without touching it or covering it up in any way. If you can figure out how to do that, you will also understand why your strategy did not work.”

The young man considered the line for hours and found it impossible to do what his master asked. He finally gave up. “This is one of those puzzles that has no solution,” he protested.

“Yes it has,” said his master. “Now watch carefully.” He then drew a longer line in the sand next to the first one.  “This is the way to do it” said the master. “Don’t you see the first line is shorter? And I didn’t touch it.”

The moral of this story is, don’t focus on things you can’t change.   Instead work on your strengths.  Soon what you consider a defect in you will become insignificant and invisible to others and even to yourself. Instead of striving to diminish your defects, increase your perfections.

Please watch this video. This is the application of the above principle.

 

You asked whether our existence is accidental or whether there is a purpose for which we were born.  I believe we are products of accident. There is no purpose to why we were born.  Wind scatters seeds all over. Many of them fall on wrong places and never germinate. Only a few fall on the right soil, with the right moisture and sunlight and grow to become fruitful plants. Their existence is only accidental. If you think of the number of sperms wasted for just one to meet the ovum and become a baby, you’ll see there is not much difference between our existence and the existence of a plant. We are all products of accident.

But a life without a purpose is not worth living. So it is up to us to give a purpose to our existence.

We are made of billions of cells, each created with a specific purpose. The cells that were meant to be bone marrow, can’t decide to become muscle cells or brain cells.  The purpose of their existence is predetermined. Unlike our cells we humans are free to choose what to do with our life and how to fulfill the purpose of our existence. The only limitation is in our imagination and in our determination.

The fact that there is no predetermined purpose to our existence is not a bad thing. It is actually great because we can choose any purpose for our existence that we want and we can change it. I had a different purpose in my life until 14 years ago. Then I changed it and I am happier.  My life has a big purpose now.  It is a purpose that I chose.  The “calling” came from myself.

You have to choose the purpose of your existence. Do something that will help others.  The more you help others the more fulfilled you become. The tragedy is in not having a purpose. Alas most people live this tragedy.

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