Void:  a completely empty space

Thanks to Judith Smit for sharing this video on LinkedIn. This is Ansar Yawar’s YouTube account.

Peace, MAA

People ask me, why aren’t you talking anymore? Why have you gone quiet? Because I’ve hit the void, a place where everything exists yet nothing feels real, where the truth doesn’t set you free, it breaks you open. We are told that awakening brings bliss, but trust me, it doesn’t. It is the beginning of a psychological death, the death of who you thought you were, the collapse of everything that once gave your life meaning.

You begin to see the world clearly, and what you see hurts. You realize that the system isn’t built on humanity; it is built on power and profit. You thought that genocide could never happen again, that no one would justify the killing of children or the deliberate starvation of two million souls.

But here we are, watching it unfold with the full backing of so-called Western leaders, masters of democracy and speech, but merchants of hypocrisy and action. In the deepest betrayal, it came from within, from our own Muslim leaders. How will you stand before Allah on the day of judgment, when the children of Azzah will once again rise and testify against you, when their empty bellies will speak louder than your silence ever did? There is a strange paradox in awakening.

We seek it to feel whole, but when it comes, we feel empty. The ego dies, the old map disappears, a drive collapses under waves of darkness. This is not depression, this is the void, a sacred in-between, where your old self is gone and your new self is still forming.

It doesn’t look like peace, it looks like silence, like not knowing how to explain yourself, like doubting your own light. But if you sit with it, if you stop resisting, something new begins. Motivation returns, not loud, not desperate, but rooted in purpose.

You no longer chase clarity; you recognize it when it arrives. And one thing becomes clear, the world will never change, because we hope it will. It will change when the silence ends, when unity, courage and action become sacred obligation we carry together.

The void isn’t the end; it is the birthplace of everything real.