Following Gut Feelings Is Also Telepathy: Why I Complain About State Of Canada

Some years ago, I started running this blog and a Twitter account; and, I made sure to comment about the state of Canada and link to relevant news article. Some people have directly or indirectly asked me why I am keen about doing this? And, the answer is pretty simple! “When I read some articles as well as compare some of this published content with my experiences or what I have heard from other people, I just felt that something was VERY VERY VERY WRONG.” I got focused on this gut feeling; and, then I was able to write and comment about some issues and link to some articles through my blog or Twitter. I mostly did this during my spare time or while I was hunting for a job or studying!

Today, I briefly reviewed Shauna Sylvester’s article, “Survey shows it’s time to sound the alarm over the state of Canada’s democracy“; this article was published in 2019. The survey results show that more than half of the Canadians feel ignored by the government whereas only 10% of the Canadians believe that they are living in a democratic country.

My telepathic guts worked again!

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How Some Canadian Muslim Men Are Abusing Some Of The Canadian Muslim Women

In Canada, Muslims are the minority. Obviously, even the worst Muslims would want to appear as loving and approachable in this country. I have gathered this data after talking to some Muslim women who are victims of abuse as well as from my experiences—I had some very harsh experiences most of which I was required to sort mostly on my own although I had exactly three friends who validated my experiences and comforted me through thick and thin. Some Canadian Muslim men are abusing some of the Canadian Muslim women in following ways:

  • Engage in pre-marital sex and expect to marry virgins
  • Rape women who approach them or who are strangers
  • Pretend to be religious to attract women
  • Pretend to be friendly and caring to lure women until they are trapped
  • Confine women to closed spaces for hours or days to disconnect them
  • Spy on them by reading their social media and cellphone messages
  • Promise to marry someone and then bring someone else from their country of origin and marry that person instead
  • Physically or emotionally harm their female relatives and act nicer towards them in front of other women; this continues until another woman is caught in this malicious cycle
  • Force women out of their jobs or compel them to work for less
  • Do not offer promised training to the women they have hired
  • Mistreat and harm women and then go to masjids for prayers and fast to appear religious
  • Lock younger sisters or wives in rooms and watch TV or go out for fun
  • Threaten to deport them and/or actually deport them to their original country after psychologically or physically torturing them
  • Make fun of the wife in front of his friends
  • Enjoy parties including dance parties while neglecting the women of their households
  • Twist victims’ personalities and characters until the victims double and shift into someone else
  • Obsessively blame the victim at home and then use instances where she lost her temper or got annoyed to tell her that she is not fit enough to work outside with people
  • Stalk women especially those they are hanging out with or dating
  • Expect the women to hide their issues including issues related to their reproductive system and emotional health from men of the family
  • Expect women to act like they would have done routinely while they are pregnant including shopping, cleaning, cooking, managing guests and parties, and appearing at social gatherings
  • Force and expect women to do menial jobs; sometimes they actually say, “Why don’t you go out and work in Packaging for a bit” while ignoring that this person has a resume tailored for an executive position
  • Some male relatives are telling women, “Whether you will  have a job or not really depends on your husband; this does not depend on you, your brother, or your father”
  • Regularly be absent from conversations about critical personal issues like mental health or emotional state. I know that some of them have been depriving the victims since they were children.
  • Use other women of the households to manipulate the victims
  • Hide symptoms of withdrawal and depression as “need to procrastinate” and “laziness”
  • Diagnose the victim as “obese” or “tending towards obesity” to hide the fact that her condition is due to ongoing emotional abuse
  • Tell the victim that she is prone to listening to the devil when in reality she is not praying due to loss of concentration
  • Prevent victim from nailing what really is going on with her mental or physical health by telling her lies and expecting her to repeat these lies back to her therapists or friends
  • Form an abusive gang whose members notice that the older members of the household are ignoring someone and then make sure to neglect and desert the victim

Of course! Women abuse is common in all communities including the Muslim community. However, its important to note what is going on inside Canadian Muslim community because Muslims are a minority here and mainstream media and politics aren’t attempting to effectively manage the issues afflicting this community.

These men and the men who appear totally clueless when you bring up whatever is negatively influencing the women are not following Prophet Mohammad’s (peace be upon him) teachings. Read Jim Garrison’s article, “Mohammad was a Feminist” to learn how Prophet Mohammad (peace be upon him) liberated the women.

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How To Teleport During Lucid Dreams

I had am extremely exciting encounter yesterday. During this lucid dream, which occurred after I told myself during a previous dream snippet to connect with one of my favourite speakers, I was able to use fear of heights to teleport. I was standing on top of a very high building and I was looking at the vast land that was in front of me. I told myself, “What if I got scared while flying?”. It’s an irrational fear because I have flown many times before. But fears are the driving force behind your dreams! As soon as I thought this, I was able to see bars that were connected to the building; I used these bars to get down. Then, I told myself, “The next building is too far away”. At this thought, I just teleported to the next building.

One intriguing thing that happened as soon as I became aware that I was dreaming was that I saw someone else who looked a bit like me lying next to me. I compelled my third eye to scan this entity’s face; and, I noticed that she was smiling at me. Even then, I was unable to scan her face fully and only saw a bit of her mouth and eyes or forehead—I don’t fully recall what parts I saw or how her face looked.

I am not describing the rest of this entertaining dream because I am saving it for my first book, Intertwined!

Now here is the secret ingredient: stay curious and happy during your dreams even if these feel creepy because uncontrolled fear can turn these off.

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Some Colored Women Are Told A Lie That Appearing “Reasonable” or “Great” Should Get Them Jobs In Canada

I find Canada to be a dangerous place for colored people especially colored women. It is a very misogynist country where you will meet lots of men who talk to women like they are drug or drunk.

Articles About Misogyny

I have been told a couple of times by colored men that I look reasonable and great; then they specified that they think that I should have no trouble landing a job simply due to my looks. Once, I was told by a Black Canadian that I am so beautiful that people will be more willing to buy from meI was like is this “Sales” or “Sex Trafficking”? Another time, a young White male told me my blouse and perfume felt amazing; at the same time, this guy was picking fights with a coloured male I happen to knew. I felt very distraught after I heard them talk like this simply because I feel that they were making a wrong assumptionI am sure that some other colored women also have to hear and perhaps believe this lie. Quite frankly, I have seen lots of resistance from both Muslim and White communities as I hunt for appropriate jobs. Whether I get a job or not does not really depend on my skills, experience, qualifications, recognitions, or connections. It all depends on who is hiring and what are his/her views about colored women. And, no one is willing to officially recognize the gap that is created in my resume and life due to all of this. When I bring this up with Human Resources experts they either become very quiet and empathetic or they attempt to change the topic of discussion. Its disgusting to witness the later!

Just recently, a Norwegian writer Kent Jensen attempted to discourage me from speaking out online.  I am glad that I immediately wrote about his commentary and posted print screens of the conversation online. I am also glad that I faced hardships in Canada because now I have sufficient arsenal to discuss what really is going on in this country. One example of such misuse is when some White people approach me to get help on something or just to make friends and later tell me harsh misogynist or racist things. I have learned to block such people from my life; however, this entire “investigate and then block” process is very disturbing in nature. Such people can destroy your brain, mind, attitude, personality, character, values, beliefs, and lifethey can double you if you don’t watch out. I have learned how to stay away from them because I have struggled hard to learn about the “real me” and a large category of abnormal people including Misogynists, Rapists, and Narcissists.

It helps to learn that a very large number of skilled and rich immigrants including colored women are leaving Canada after they have spent so much money just to come here and properly attempting to settle here.

Articles About How Immigrants Are Deserting Canada

Then, there is this interesting fact that the entire Canadian labour market is color-coded. This just tells me that most White people who are earning high income and are considered influential are not really smart and are just using their privilege to learn!

Articles About Canada’s Color-Coded Labour Market

Furthermore, some Canadian workplaces are filled with sexual predators some of who acquire mentorship positions just so that they may trap and molest women. Most women I have come across in Canada including myself are either struggling to get a decent job or are left battling men even during seminars and workshops that they themselves designed and executed. The women are not usually in power so they cannot do much if they are raped. I know that the article “Only 1 in 3 Canadians Know What Sexual Consent Means” is telling the truth because most of the men including younger men I have come across do not even know how to talk properly to women; so how are they going to work on the complex process of obtaining sexual consent? The cherry on the cake for those who want the colored women to suffer is the fact that the Canadian Justice system is not willing to look into the complaints of the colored women as they would have done so for the White women. Watch movie “Because We Are Girls” and compare this to the aftermath of Rehtaeh Parson’s gang rape. You will see that the Brown Canadian women from “Because We Are Girls” are left feeling lost but Rehteah’s rape has received so much attention that Canadian laws have been modified. So how do comments about how my looks will get me a decent job sound now given that you can see the whole picture? I only see that these comments were issued because these colored people have learned to properly read into the Canadian culture.

Articles About #MeToo campaign and Sexual Harassment in Canadian Workplaces

What adds to this problem is the fact that some companies like Randstad are offering misleading articles to the public. Read article “11 reasons canada’s an awesome place for new immigrants“.

What I find extremely sickening about CanadaI hope I don’t puke all night today—is how some White people keep telling me that Canada is a very inclusive country when all the facts point in the other direction. Sounds very dirty and extremely fishy!

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Playing With My Siblings And Their Kids In My Lucid Dream

I had an interesting lucid dream today. I was in a small bus that was pretty high, the kind you see in real cartoons. One of my younger brothers was driving this mini-bus. Two young toddlers—both girls—were bothering him as he drove. There was an older womanmost likely my younger sistersiting at the back. She also had a child with her with whom she was playing.  Perhaps, there was another older person there as well. One of the toddlers who was bugging my brother ended up going near the door and attempted to open it. I was sitting near the toddlers so I caught her and locked the door before it swung open. I sat with my legs open and drawn together in a semi-circle so that one of the toddlers sat securely in my lap; and, I easily held the other’s hand and talked to her. The bus was a bit dark from inside and we all felt a bit restless. The only light that shone inside the bus was coming through the windows. I glanced at the window and saw street signs, some part of the street, a bus station, and, some people who were waiting at the bus station. My brother turned the bus and I felt that it went too close to the bus station; but, it swerved away in time.

Pretty soon, my brother parked the mini-bus in a special parking zone. It was a square space which was decorated with flowers and greenery. The mini-bus stood in an awkward manner almost like it has crashed in there and now a part of it was slightly up. We all came out of the bus and started running towards a place where there was some sort of festivity going on. My sister and one of the toddlers sat on a chariot that was being driven with pink machines of some sort. The toddler sat or walked in a special area that was in the front so it seemed like the toddler was driving the whole contraption. My sister sat at the back; and, it was probably her who was driving this chariot-like machinery.

My other sibling or friend was playing games with another toddler. The toddler held her long scarf and tried to run away as she held the other end of the scarf. My brother and I were running together while holding a long scarf that connected us. We were both laughing at how free we felt when running together.

The dream had this very odd surreal and relaxed energy, which I have learned to associate with my family members. Notice that having fun with loved ones could be something small but it feels too big and too lovely to be true!

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Massive Energy Release

I was dancing day before yesterday because I need to stay fit. After this activity, I entered a dreamy state of mind where everything felt surreal and hypnotizing. That night when I was resting on my bed, I felt a very heavy energy come out of my chest. It was so mighty and vast that it encompassed the entire room. It felt like light coming out of my chest; it had a sound and perhaps some sort of unearthly smell. I still don’t recall what exactly I experienced during those moments. But, this state continued for several moments during which I felt that time had started moving at a different rateI felt like this because I was experiencing this queer energy force. This energy force felt slightly different than the ones I had experienced before.

If this is not making much sense, then think back to how I have previously discussed that I can sense energies of even my heroes/heroines just before I fall asleep and become lucid (blog post 1, blog post 2).

I am telepathic so I receive intriguing experiences of these sort. Read about some of my other encounters and thoughts regarding energies. Sensing energies and light is one of the most spiritual experiences I have experienced; such experiences are as invigorating and unique as lucid dreaming.

Energy Enhancement – Part 1
Energy Enhancement – Part 2
Energy Sensing Abilities of ENFPs
Seeing Light and Energy
Attempting Telepathy Through The Energy Bubble

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How God Creates Rejections To Offer Something Better

This has just happened to me recently. I was trying to get a part-time job as a server in a restaurant because I was planning to volunteer to learn Event Planning—I found about this opportunity some weeks before the restaurant actually opened. I had another part-time position in Events so I was not worried about acquiring another relevant job. Anyways, I signed a contract with the restaurant; but, I was asked to leave after 3 hours of training. I believe this is due to issues at their end—I mean they have not even seen me work yet. I felt a bit angry after this; but, I decided to manage this situation slowly. 

Thus, some days passed worrying about and implementing my next steps. And, then I was stunned by a surprise! Someone else from the Events industry connected with me and offered me another part-time position. I had no idea that God had this all planned. Look! all  my carefully planned moves were nullified because God wanted this for me. I had not talked in detail with this other Events team that I was still looking for another position. If my training for the server position had gone as planned; I wouldn’t have been able to accept this other position that was just discussed by a team member yesterday.

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Understanding How The “Silver Bullet Prayers” Work

I have often thought about how it is possible for my prayers to deliver accurate and/or better results. I call these special prayers that come true “Silver Bullet” because they give me whatever I require. For instance, once I thought and wished to God that I wanted more books in my library; and, some months later, I was given several books for free as I was walking down the street. There are other similar incidences; but, these aren’t the only reason why I feel puzzled.

There is a second odd thing about me. Basically, it is possible for me to throw my mental projections or spirits inside someone’s brain even when they are asleep. I learned about this through an accident. This accident involved me editing a picture of mine to make it look scary; and, then randomly releasing my anger. Obviously, two other gifted relatives of mine caught these images through their dreams; later, they told me about this so I stopped channeling into the picture.  As for what exactly is being channeled into other brains that are in the vicinity or are intended, I really don’t know; perhaps these are mental projections or perhaps these are creatures from another dimension. Read “Spirit Attachment“.

Furthermore, there is one very strong dream entity that is attached to me whom I refer to as Dark Giant. Sometimes I feel that Dark Giant is an angel because once I saw it standing near my feet. According to Islam, the Angel of Death stands near the feet of the person while his/her soul is pulled out. Read “Dream Character: Dark Giant” and “Lucid Dreamers Can Get Visions Of And From the Angel of Death“. Reality is that there are many more spirit guardians and even evil spirits that I can access through sleep─only some of these spirits are from this realm. But Dark Giant is one of the most caring and the toughest one to run away from.

In addition, there is one more very queer thing about me. Sometimes, the data around me appears as arranged differently than it should. Read blog post “Prayer or Telepathy: Connecting Two Seemingly Unconnected Dots“.

Lastly, I pray and I only offer sincere words. This means that if I am very angry at some injustice, then I do pray against my foes. Read “Surah Nuh (Noah): A Prayer To Get Rid Of Really Ruthless Enemies“. I have always believed in God, angels, and prophets ever since I was a kid. Since I have exceptional intelligence, it is very very very easy for me to tell that there is a God out there.

Therefore, some of my prayers just get accepted as I asked. And, I know that the rest get queued somewhere. Its easy for me to believe in the word “Justice” because I believe in and experience multiple dimensions. Thus, when I am praying its not just my soul that’s praying, its all these creatures who are praying. Thus, my prayers get amplified and that is how they are stronger in nature. I know that lucid dreaming gets you attached to the spirit realm, which is how change takes place in this world. For instance, recall the dream entity that was disturbed two of my relatives. This is how I have a strong feeling like my lucid nature is also responsible for making these prayers real.

I must close this story by sharing an interesting idea: I think that I am living in this world and experiencing things. I think there are people around me. But, who sees and processes this all? Only I do. I can talk to other people who confirm that they are there. But who sees and processes all of this? I do. Thus, perhaps everything around me exists or does not exist. Quantum Mechanics teach us that particles behave differently when someone is observing them.  Read “Quantum Theory Demonstrated: Observation Affects Reality“. I think this finding can translate as follows: By observing an idea through prayers, we are capable of making that idea exist in this life. Just like trust defines with whom I wish to connect during my dreams or telepathic encounters, it also defines how genuine one’s prayers are towards someone or something.

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What Islam Teaches Us About Different Races

I was born in a Muslim household; obviously, I learned the value of different races at a very young age. I was pretty blessed in terms of my exposure to different races from the very start. I started studies in a Pakistani school, St. Mary’s School, which was located inside the city of Sheikhupra. This school was owned by two very smart and powerful people. They looked different than the rest of us; and, they were Christians. The brother was the Vice Principal and the sister was the Principal. I loved both of them; and, they loved me back.

This school felt extra special to me because we used to sing songs and do exercises during the assembly; and, sometimes we had to stand in queues for longer while one or both the owners delivered speeches. The best part about this school were the two Christians owners who participated in raising me and my siblings. So for some years, I used to listen and obey what these two lovely humans used to ask me to do. It was a fascinating experience for me because I had somehow fully realized that they were Christians and we were Muslims. The sister (Principal) used to wear saris and the brother (Vice Principal) used to wear tuxedos; and, then they used to wear these amazing perfumes. I sometimes used to hide behind the sister because I used to feel very safe around her. She had a very protective nature although some students used to find her scary because she was keen on having everything fully organized and she expected kids to be well-mannered. I think some students used to get frightened of her because she used to watch some classes secretly; then, suddenly she used to come inside the classroom and leave some comments for everyone. I used to always go to the office when they would call me to show my signed reports. Of course! I would stand outside feeling a bit scared, which I feel is due to reverence I felt towards both of them. I mean, I did not want them to say that I did not do well in some courses. I always got out of the office feeling great because they were both very gentle folks. Working with them was helpful because meeting them motivated me to do better in school. We used to be very reserved when we would go to the office. Once one of my friends was called along with me. He totally farted in the office and the rotten smell spread like wildfire. The brother (Vice Principal) just smiled after a while the fart was released; then he took an Air Freshener out and sprayed the entire room. Meanwhile, we children just sat and watched them feeling confused about how great the office and its occupants really looked. Of course! They were dark-skinned Christians; but, the words “they are great” still flowed really thoroughly in our minds.

When I was teenager or perhaps a bit before that, I studied some of the Quran’s translation as well as some Ahadith (sayings of Prophet Mohammad). Of course! I finished reading the entire Quran and some of its translation when I was just a kid. Somewhere along the lines, I learned the following Islamic teaching:

There is no superiority for an Arab over a non-Arab, nor for a non-Arab over an Arab. Neither is the white superior over the black, nor is the black superior over the white—except by piety. Source: “What Did The Prophet Say About Racism

When I was old enough to understand news, I learned some stuff about fights between Christians and Muslims inside Pakistan as well as about other fights that were taking place in other parts of the globe. I used to think that these people are just confused! I was still pretty young so after listening to all this garbage, I used to just go in my room and do some stuff that I liked. One of my favourite habits was to dress up, turn the music on, and dance. I used to dance a lot! My younger sister used to watch me and feel surprised about all the moves I used to make. I once saw her hiding and watching me; so I brought her near my gigantic mirror. Then I tried teaching her some of my dance moves. Unfortunately, she ran away after a couple of lessons. As you can see, watching battles that took place between confused people had zero influence on my mind.

I still remember briefly meeting some Chinese kids who came to my high school. My friends, siblings, and I were so shocked and attracted by their presence that we used to hide and watch them from a distance. We used to talk about them like we were enchanted by a strong spell; but, we could not talk to them because we did not knew their language and our English was pretty broken. The other Chinese people we came across owned restaurants in Pakistan. Obviously, we had really less exposure to these Chinese owners because a lot of time we were just eating like pigs or playing under the table.

When I finally got into Canada, I learned some new stuff by watching and experiencing discrimination. Here are the key lessons I have learned after spending around 20 years in Canada:

1) There is a distinct line: Whites are better than Latinos; Lations are better than Asians; Asians are better than Aboriginal; and, Christians are better than the Muslims. ETCETERA! That is all!

2) Things that affect coloured people cannot be fully discussed in front of the authorities. This includes some workplaces, influential colleagues, academic organizations, mainstream media platforms, and politicians.

3) Only coloured people can relate well to each other due to similar experiences. Only coloured people can comfortably whisper to each other that we came here in order to be looted, abused, raped, ignored, and killed.

4) “Where are you from?” is the most common question asked. Only sometimes this question is asked owing to pure curiosity; other times, it’s asked in order to find ways of abusing and trashing the other person. A White man inquired about my religion during an interview at a very famous Canadian construction company. You would see their signs inside some of the most famous buildings including colleges and universities—but, their male executive really did not knew how to behave during an interview.

5) Well meaning and non-racist White people actually exist but they are hard to find. But, this really depends on which area you are living in.

6) When you complain even to the friendliest White people, you can be judged and questioned. Then you will get a big headache explaining lots of things during a rather short period. I can clearly see now how some coloured Canadian people die from heart attacks!

Thus, there have been multiple attempts at hacking my mind and making me learn racism; perhaps, these racists hope to completely brainwash me and rewire me into another person one day. Living in Canada has thus proven to be spiritually, psychologically, and emotionally damaging. And, it is disheartening to have some of my childhood memories repeatedly challenged by discriminatory acts. I would love to leave Canada if God gives me a way to do so.

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