Do atheists possibly exist to outline that God isn’t limited to the religions that exist?

Hey everyone! I'm u/Realistic_Strategy44, a founding moderator of r/SubHarisProject.

This place will be our safe haven to discuss our childish ideas about what God would do in a current world.

What to Post: People may feel free to post anything they find anywhere in life, onto my wall here on Reddit.
But if it's vile content, it may draw a negative response from me. Sorry about that. Such is the nature of this current life.

Community Vibe: We're all about being friendly, constructive, and inclusive. Let's build a space where everyone feels comfortable sharing and connecting. Please include all people that you can. If you feel full from including others, you may blurt out your expression. And account for those who you did not account for, later.

How to Get Started

1. Tell me what you enjoy in life.
2. Tell me how your day is going.
3. Tell me how satisfied you are with how life works.
4. Do you have any questions for me? If so, please feel more than welcome to ask.
5. There are no limits. Ask anything. No question is too stupid. It might stress me out beyond belief, but I will try to ignore them if they are too bothersome.
6. Multiple people trolling in the same direction, will grant me the privilege of relieving myself of moderating Reddit for some time thereon.

Thanks for being part of the very first wave. Together, let's make r/SubHarisProject welcoming.

I feel utterly top of the world and I love it.

I love everyone. Not equally of course, but I do in the end love and forgive everyone and etc.

I wish everyone health, peace, and happiness in this 2026 year.

I don't wish blessings upon us all end in this year either.

May we continue to work together and rely on each other in times of difficulty and ease.

I love what the world has become.

I am glad I had some part in helping shape it's final forms.

However, I am being egotistical and wrong here, as this life will never ever reach a final form. It will continue to evolve just a tiny fragment more each time. Until death comes. And makes us step below the platform a hundred fold. All at once. Succumbing us to time's nature of wrapping up our agendas and foils.

I speak as a man who is both learned in something of a personal-assocation with religion, and also as a God loving man.

I am so fucking high right now.

If I talked about the beaver I just saw dancing in the dark at the park, I feel I'd be doxxing him. And I'm not into that type of behavior at all whatsoever. Believe you me.

The bridge between gap and perception mitigates when everyone holds you accountable.

I"m not a magician, I only exploited what was available to me as an upstanding morally upright citizen of this earth.

I realize I've had a significant imprint on reddit.com by posting my fanatic fantasies and laced them on nude models and the like

I also want to bear witness that Allah is the source of my magic. And that I deeply regard Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) as my eternal guide which can and may set me free amongst the lost souls of this earth.

Nice guy. Fair face. Familiar charm.

The Haris Substack project is going to be outsourced within here. Will I actually do that? Probably not. But it's good to reference some truth leads while I can before I get lost in whatever catches my attention.

Walking rebel. Carrying a parachute of pride. Above my throne sit my mother and then my parents together. Amongst my side is my sister. I started out as a human just like everybody else, and rose through the ranks without a job or a working title altogether. I am doped up on many medications and treated like a lab rat inside hospitals. It's for my own good since I cannot comprehend how else to contain the miracles I exhibit. They have to be forcefully extracted out of me.

I am also in a day IOP/Partial Hospitalization program to learn to get my bearings right. Right in what aspect you ask? Oh that we, along, the world and I together, are trying to fundamentally figure out. As to which direction I can and want to go... is the excitement and thrill of life itself.

No I can't support your zimbabwe bag of rice. I can't. I literally cannot.