Some people think that not to hate means they must be loving and accepting of everyone and everything that people do. I do not love and accept everyone and everything that people do, but it is such a hard battle not to hate as well. In every aspect of my life I find the serat al mustaqeem gently encouraging me to take its difficult path. Yet it is so easy to hate, to be angry and violent or else to be something incoherent like a high hippie or the Dalai Lama. I never think about the fatiha as I say it so often. Al maghdoub aleihim (those who have wrath upon them) or the Daleen (those who are astray). The world seems to only want to offer us a path from these two choices but I don't want this. I want something else.