|Subject: Gabriel‘s missionis truth|
|Allama Muhammad Yousuf Gabriel’s mission is a great truth|
I neither need any support of divine sanction, nor any declaration to that effect, for my mission is based on the facts of knowledge and science. But judging from the present situation of a world engrossed in the philosophy of materialism and blinded by the greed and necessity, I deem myself as failing in my mission in case I assume reticence on the point of the divine sanction of my mission. I will be brief and utter to truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth to the utmost of my ability, and God, the revealer of the truths be my witness, and no witness is better than God.
Know that I was born on the 17th February, 1917 in village khabekki ,Valley Soan Sakaser, Khoshab, Pakistan and was something of a prodigy in a particular way. I remember an instance when I was but an infant a few months old. But here I will not dwell on any topic other than the dreams which I had during my life but the dreams only that are concerned with my mission. I had had the dreams in my life which are beyond the scope of Freud and Jungs and which I even today remember to the minutes details. Their interpretations I have seen fulfilled. I was the man to advance the work of Einstein, Darwin and Bacon, but Providence had a course different from theirs allocated to me, my mission had been to reveal to the world the views of the scriptures, the Quran and the Bible, regarding this modern atomismistic materialism, and it is to this effect that the divine sanction of my mission has to be linked. I absconded from the school after years of a coerced and tormented presence, without taking even the matriculation examination, and my father succumbed to the grief and died. And I to this day feel an inward sense of guilt and sorrow. Yet the matter may be considered as the will of the providence.
The First dream I saw, when I was but a young child. I saw in the dream that one of the rooms of the house of my father had no roof on it. Its walls too were around the walls as support. Presently I saw the light of two torches like the light of electric torches falling on the northern wall of the dilapidated room, and waving about as if the source of the light moved on toward the wall from the south. In the same instant a repeated sound of he word “Alarum” issued from the point of the source of the light, whence it issued. Soon I beheld the riders on horse back approaching the wall. The light of the torches actually issued from the foreheads of these riders. Their faces I could not see. They approached the room and I saw them climbing up on the eastern wall still on their horses moving on the eastern wall and traversing the northern wall made around and moving on the western wall climbed down and disappeared. In recent years I learn that Francis Bacon he son of Sir Nicholas Bacon, and the trumpeter of the modern age, while in his teens in France had seen in a dream two days before the death of his father in England, that the house of his father was plastered all over with black mortar. Indeed today the entire world is plastered with black mortar as a result of the philosophy which Bacon gave to the world. Two things deserve notice about my dream. Firstly that at that time I certainly could not have known the English word, Alarum, and secondly that I do not think I had then seen the light of the electric torch. Though the interpretation is before me, in the form of the light which I have found in the field of scriptures and that of science. And the alarum I do hear in the world as well as in my own works.
Then in the year of 1942, in my 25th year, when I was in Mussayyib, a place near Baghdad in Iraq, I saw the dream. I saw that I stood somewhere on a plane in Western Iraq or Eastern Syria, for the dark hills of Turkey I beheld in the north in the background. There facing toward the north I saw before me lying west-east with his head toward the west, and face up a ward, a very lean , tall and awarthy and looking dirty man tied with ropes, almost nude, to a bare bedstead woven with course, dirty looking material. I stood looking on him for a while, and then I saw myself a few yards to the north standing before a tree, not very tall, but round above the stem, with leaves that were broad and appeared like the leaves of the Pipal tree. On every leave sat a parakeet of green light, all humming together. The tree was on the whole wrapped in a shroud of radiance. I beheld the tree for a while and then I saw myself at a distance of about a hundred yards further to the north, face to face with two men, one of them stood a little to my left and the other a little to my right. The one on my left was of a small stature, very lean and a bit swarthy in colour, with his head titled toward his right shoulder as if exhausted with prayers, and was wearing a green turban like the one worn by Al-Hussaini the Late Grand Mufti of Palestine. The other one, that was on my right, was tall, sturdy, and handsome like a golden statue rendered by some great artist. And was beautiful and glorious, so that words fail to express. He stood upright with his gaze fixed on some very distant object toward the south, and his hair were black that reached the lobes of his ear. His beard was thick and black, but moderate in length and not I beheld him, the word, Ibrahim, arose in my mind, for the resemblance of this word and the upright stature of the man before me in uprightness. And when I stood before them, I thought I was a candidate and that the one on my left, the green turbaned one, recommended me for the post. And he without moving his head looked askance at the one on my right as if with expectation for the confirmation. No one spoke a word. The whole atmosphere was bathed in moonlight and if I do not err I felt very pleasant fragrance. I awoke with inexpressible joy and regret. Joy at the dream and regret a waking.
My interpretation of the dream is, that the tied up man was the symbol of my worldly desires which remained tied to the end of my mission for forty years. The tree was the understanding of the scriptures which I later had in an amazing manner. The green turbaned one was the symbol of a teacher, for thereafter all the knowledge of scriptures and science I acquired without a teacher. The green turbaned is a traditional figure to whom God had sent Moses to see a peculiar type of knowledge specially bestowed on him by the God. Moses, however, had found himself unable to learn a type of knowledge which was not congenial to his mind and his line as a lawgiver apostle. The instance is recorded only by the Quran and is nowhere to be found in rabbinical literature. The Muslim commentators of the Quran have called that person by the name of Al-khidhr because of his green dress.
At the time when I had seen this dream, I could only read the Quran without knowing its meanings or interpretations, but late when by the Grace of Almighty Allah when I learned the meanings and the interpretations of the Quran I discovered some revealing facts about the dream I had long ago seen. Read the following from the Quran that refers to the nightly visit of the Heavens by the Holy Prophet (Peace be Upon Him):-
“By the star when it setteth, your compatriot erreth not, nor is he led astray, neither speaketh he from mere impulse. It is no other than a revelation revealed to him: One terrible in power taught it him, endued with wisdom. With even balance stood he in highest part of the horizon: Then came he nearer and approached and was at the distance of two bows or even closer… and he revealed to His servant what he revealed. His heart falsified not what he saw. What, will ye dispute with him as to what he saw? No had seen him else another time. Near the Sidrah tree, which marks the boundary. Near which is the garden of Repose when the Sidrah tree was covered with what covered it. His eye turned not aside, nor did it wander” For he saw the greatest of the signs of His Lord”. (Quran : Liii: 1-18)
About the Sidrah tree the commentators of the Quran write that it is a tree in the seventh heaven beyond which human knowledge does not go. It is masked with hosts of angels. On every leaf is an angel engaged in adoration. The tree is the abode of Angel Gabriel, the messenger of God to the prophets. Angels are constantly engaged there in reciting four scriptures. The Holy Prophet had seen it on the night of his visit of the heavens.
Two other dreams of significance in reference to my mission which I saw in the same period are as follows:-
“I saw myself lying on a bare bedstead in the north east corner with my head toward the north in an empty hall made of mud, its lofty walls so exquisitely rendered and plastered that the like of which I have never seen in my life. Toward the north behind my head I perceived without looking at it the crucifix of Jesus. And I awoke. The other dream was that I saw myself standing with my face toward the south outside the gate of a very grand mosque built with blocks of brown Granite like the Badshahi Mosque of Lahore. The gate before which I stood was at the eastern corner of the mosque. I felt a severe wind coming from the west like a storm and I stepped in the mosque. There I stood in the corridor with my face toward the west and there in the middle of the mosque saw a cubical pile of the blocks having a side of about six feet and whitewashed all over.
My mission it has been to reveal to the world the views of the scriptures, the Quran and the Gospel about this atomismistic materialism, so that this world may be guided away from the atomic hell. The conflict between Democritus and Abraham may begin, so that this world may be redeemed from the clutches of the demon of atomismitstic materialism. Amidst the blinding storm there are still signs of understanding. The words of late Allamah Allauddin Siddiqui, Vice Chancellor of the Punjab University, still ring in my ears when in the year of 1963 inquiry of a party of the Ulema about my identity after I had produced a very convincing argument about the certainty of the divine original of the Quran against a lecture delivered by the famous scholar Miss Annemarie Schimell that questioned the divine original of the Quran supposing that the Holy Prophet (Peace be Upon Him) of Islam to be the author thereof. He (Allama Alllauddin Siddiqui) had said, “This is a man who has been created in this nation by a chance. That light of the Quran which al-mighty Allah has bestowed on his breast, if this nation will not be able to take from him, Allah will never forgive his nation. Another man like him will not appear”.
Allamah Mohammad Yousuf Gabriel
c/o Khalid General Stores, Main Bazar, Nawababad,
Wah Cantt, Distt Rawalpindi. Pakistan
Dated : 7th November 1979.
|Posted by: yousuf gabriel on 11 Sep. 2012|
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