The Quran on Artificial Intelligence The current debate on artificial intelligence is often marked by apocalyptic or messianic language, reflecting human emotional projections more than the actual capacities of machines. The idea that humans might be surpassed or replaced by artificial systems presupposes a reductive view of both humanity and intelligence itself, limiting them to processes of calculation, prediction, and response. From this perspective, the problem lies not i

“All human beings belong to a single body, born from the same essence. When one part suffers, all suffer. Those without compassion cannot truly be called human.” — Saadi Shirazi, at the United Nations. The Qur’an echoes this truth: every man and woman comes from a single soul (Sūra An-Nisā’, 4:1) and is created to know and honor one another (Sūra Al-Hujurāt, 49:13). In a world so fragmented and noisy, this message endures. It offers no shortcuts, yet it guides us, reminding u

War is that elegant stain, glossy like freshly spilled oil: it doesn’t dirty you right away—no, first it hypnotizes you. It slides slowly, seeps into your eyes, and while you’re wondering what it smells like, it has already shattered your heart into billions of recyclable shards. War is sustainable. It produces silence, amnesia, and unlabeled bodies. The barrel, then, is always full. No one really knows by whom, but it’s ready even before it’s hurled at innocent civilians. Im

It is the voices of children in the courtyards that fracture the silence, an echo rising up, drawing the deepest memories to the surface: those of a life within life, as though another current were moving beneath the skin, while the very sense of being in the world turns dim, almost opaque. This is the story of a rose. She is called damascena, for she comes from Damascus. Her petals, over time, fell one by one, and still she endured, motionless for years, in a neighborhood dr

“We will surely test you with fear and hunger, with the loss of wealth, lives, and fruits. But give glad tidings to those who remain patient.” Surah Al-Baqarah (2:155–156) Another Friday arrives, and almost without realizing it, we breathe out in relief. Another week has passed. Not perfect. Not easy. But endured—and that alone speaks volumes. To survive does not mean we did everything right, nor that we were always strong. It means we are still standing despite the weariness

“And among His signs is the creation of the heavens and the earth, and the diversity of your tongues and your colors. Indeed in that are signs for those who know.” (Qur’an 30:22) We are made of light, of energy that shines within us. Discovering this small fire allows us to play, to make it dance, and to transform the world around us, like a garden in spring when the first results of our choices emerge. We rub our hands to create glitter. We rub the darkness to make light eme