My Dear, Loyal Brothers and Heirs!

It is a Sunna to write a will since the appointed hour is unknown. I am leaving my private books and finely bound collections from the Risale-i Nur and all the rest of my belongings to foremost Husrev and Tahirî and the other twelve members of that committee. {(*):} I am leaving them to them so that when my time comes, the belongings I leave behind may work and be employed in those loyal, blessed hands in the service of belief and the Risale-i Nur in my stead.

My brothers! Don't be alarmed at this will. I have written it owing to my distress and being poisoned nine times, and the covert dissemblers' numerous intrigues and conspiracies against me, despite my extreme weakness. But don't worry; divine providence and preservation continue.

My Loyal Brothers and Steadfast Companions in the Service of Belief!

Firstly: God willing, the principal duty in serving the Risale-i Nur will be far more productive than the printing press. It now yields large recompense for the students and powerful services in the cause of belief. Is this work progressing, I wonder, or is it lagging behind in the difficult winter conditions?

As for the second duty, together with the Tenth Word and its appendices, it has to be within the two treatises about miracles and their appendices at the end. Those who finish the first duty, should try to put any other pieces together in one volume, otherwise they should try to get hold of them. For with its present awakening and working for unity, the Islamic world will seek works like the Risale-i Nur, so large collections will certainly be needed to address the broad views of those wider spheres.

Secondly: Your help for me is particularly clear and important in two respects:

First: Your working untiringly in the service of the Risale-i Nur reduces to nothing all the calamities and difficulties I suffer; indeed, it transforms them into joy.

Second Respect: You should know certainly that I now have no doubts that your prayers has been the cause of their severe, torturous oppression being turned into providential, beneficial instances of mercy for me.

In Short: The officials and people being scared of me has saved me from grievous errors, artificiality, and acting insincerely, and from wasting my time, and has shown divine determining's total justice and grace towards me within the human cruelty. By analogy, one sees that an instance of divine mercy underlies whatever befalls me. The harm costing ten kuruş of their preoccupation with me saves the Risale-i Nur ten thousand liras of harm. You shouldn't therefore be anxious about me. In fact, sometimes when wanting to curse them for their provocations and insults, I think of their soon suffering the execution of death and torments of the solitary confinement of the grave and the advantages for me and for our work in consequence of their offensiveness and disrespect, and I leave off cursing them.

Thirdly: Your one or two letters every week are both healing for me and a means of consolation and as a sort of meeting with you and conversation, I await the post longingly.

I send my greetings to each and every one of you and offer prayers.

My Dear, Loyal Brothers and Friends on the Way of Truth!

Don't feel offended that this time I'm answering your five or six blessed letters with a single confused one.

Firstly: Although according to our way one should not accept the extraordinary qualities that Halil İbrahim's letter accords to me, two meaningful coincidences (tevâfuk) both made me accept his letter, and include it in The Additional Letters. However, I left out some parts about myself, and in other places I overwrote them with the phrase, the Risale-i Nur; this replied to their questions about the terms.

First Coincidence: At the time, indeed at the very hour, a captain was insulting me contemptuously in a way that was illegal five times over in order to destroy public regard for me, a brother who is one of the pillars of the Risale-i Nur and is more important in the eyes of the people of reality than a hundred such captains, wrote this new letter which esteeming me far beyond my due completely nullified those insults. Four other persons who are leading pillars of the students also put their signatures to it. For the sake of this strange coincidence, I accepted that letter of praise, and modifying it, put in The Additional Letters, and have sent you a rough copy of it.

Second Coincidence: One night I was thinking about the people who were writing out The Staff of Moses and I searched for references to this in the newly arrived letters. Thinking that the severe winter conditions and the occasional harassment of dissemblers might cause them to be slack and that they might need encouragement, I searched for something to motivate them, just as the two poetic pieces by Hasan Feyzi and Halil İbrahim describing the Risale-i Nur prompted and encouraged numerous people to write out copies. Then out of the blue the following morning I received the letter mentioning my death, which frightened the students and drove them to work harder and more speedily at writing. I exclaimed: Halil İbrahim's loyalty has risen to the degree of wonder-working.

Secondly: Feyzi and Emin's letter dispelled many of my anxieties. The loyalty, services, and devotion to the Risale-i Nur of these two brothers is of the very greatest importance. And the continuing work for the Risale-i Nur mentioned in Feyzi and Emin's letter of all my brothers in the region with whom I am closely connected made me weep for joy, brothers such as Hilmi, Sadık, and İhsan, who in nine months in prison performed the services of nine years, and elderly Tahsin known as Beşkardeş, who worked so hard for the Risale-i Nur with his pen.

My blood brother Abdülmecid is very worried about me and has tried to

learn about my situation from the mufti here, whom I have not been able to see. From now on, Abdülmecid should make up a threesome with Feyzi and Emin. Let them send him the requisite letters they have received from the Safranbolu heroes. Also, let them tell him when they write that just as he was the Old Said's foremost student, so he is in the first rank of the New Said's students, together with Hulûsi. Furthermore, when he hears of some calamity or bad news concerning me, he should be like my late father, Mirza (May God have mercy on him), not like my late mother, Nuriye (May God have mercy on her).

For in the old days, my father and mother used to be told of my strange doings in that eventful and rough and ready life. When they heard news like, your son is dead, or, he has been wounded, or, he is in prison, my father used to laugh and enjoy it immensely. He would say: "Ma'shallah! My son is doing something of importance again, he is demonstrating his courage and daring; that is why everyone is talking about him." While my mother would weep unhappily in the face of his pleasure. But then time would very often prove my father to be right.

Thirdly: I have accepted for the sake of all the champions of the Light Factory, the letters of Abdullah Cavil}, who is Lütfi's dedicated and truly serious heir, and of Mustafa, one of the students and heirs of the late Hâfız Ali of İslamköyü. Endless thanks be to the Most Merciful of the Merciful that He has made those villages into Nur Schools, like Sava and Kuleönü.

My Dear, Loyal Brothers!

Compelled by my indisposition, I am this time sufficing with a single letter in reply to your numerous letters.

Firstly: The Risale-i Nur champion Husrev wants seriously and sincerely to become ill and die in my place. So I say: the present is the time for disseminating and spreading the Risale-i Nur, not for composing it. However much more beneficial your writing is than my writing, and your publishing and dissemination, to that extent your life is more useful for the Risale-i Nur's service than my torturous life. If I had the power, I would happily give you of my life and health.

Secondly: The brilliant ode and fourth lengthy poem Hasan Feyzi, fully an heir of the late martyr Hâfız Ali, wrote in the name of Denizli and all our serious brothers in that region, are a salve for my severe illness and poisoning, as is the fact that the students there are also working diligently.

Endless thanks be to the Most Merciful of the Merciful, for they turn Denizli into a second Isparta and a large İslamköyü.

The just judge Muharrem and Feyzi and Hâfız Mustafa have performed twenty years of service for the Risale-i Nur in one or two years and have made all the students of the Risale-i Nur eternally indebted to them. May God Almighty be pleased with them and with all those who have worked together with them, for ever and ever! Amen!

Thirdly: The truly sincere, sad letter of condolence in the name of the Nur School sent by Marangoz Ahmed (the Carpenter), who is one of its champions and fully an heir of Marangoz Mustafa Çavuş and Hâfız Mehmed of Barla, made me weep for joy. So I say: Since there are numerous Saids, young and old, in that blessed school, it is of no importance if one elderly, powerless Said whose duties are finished is missing. Even if there is temporary parting, it shouldn't grieve you, for we shall all be together in everlasting life.

Fourthly: M. H. R. M, , who after the just judge has striven most for true justice and the Risale-i Nur's freedom, is among the most sincere of the students and together with his namesake and my own brother and first student, Molla Mehmed, is in my prayers and shares in my spiritual gains.

Fifthly: In connection with my will and in the style of Halil İbrahim and Hasan Feyzi, Sabri of Konya has also composed a short but fine ode which accords his Master excessive value. In the shining mirror of his own good will, he gave this wretched brother of his extraordinary worth. He writes too that the religious scholars are earnestly writing out the Risale-i Nur. So I say: The person he calls Master and accords such worth to could only be the Risale-i Nur's collective personality. So I accepted his ode in its name and added it to The Additional Letters. I am also sending you a copy.

Don't worry, my illness is slowly disappearing. Together with theirs, was a sincere, but strange letter from one of our brothers called Ispartalı Mustafa. Which Mustafa is this? I did not know, but send him many greetings. His extraordinary dream is auspicious, but I can't interpret it for now.

I send greetings to each and every one of all my brothers and sisters, and pray for them, and await their acceptable prayers.

We have added a few words to Hasan Feyzi's fine ode and included it in The Additional Letters, and are also sending it to you.

My Very Dear, Most Loyal and True Brothers, and Trusty, Sincere Heirs in respect of the Risale-i Nur!

I received an admonishment to disclose a most meaningful and powerful coincidence, an indication of the students' loyalty and explicit wonder of the Risale-i Nur. It is this: at just the same time that I wrote my will, covert dissemblers found an opportunity when my assistants whom I trust were prevented by the police from coming to me, and by means of a person I did not know gave me some poison that was more powerful than that given me nine times previously.

Also, at the same time the Tunisian scholar, Hoja Haşmet, who is one of our brothers and last year came this far to visit me but left without seeing me, wrote to here from Yozgat saying: "Said has died. The one hundred and thirty treatises of the Risale-i Nur should be kept so that we can print them in the future."

Also, at the same time, Halil İbrahim's sad eulogy-like letter about my death made the students weep.

Also, very close to that time, in one or two letters about my death, Husrev, in unaccustomed manner alluded to my death with such phrases as "a lifetime of two or three days," and saddened me. Alarmed, I wondered if I was going to depart.

Also, around that time, while dwelling mostly on my duty in this worldly life and worrying whether the students would perform it in my place at this ghastly time, Denizli, Milâs, Isparta, and İnebolu, and the teacher, scholars, and others raced to that duty with such fervour and partiality in a way far exceeding my hopes, that I was left in amazement.

In Short: This fivefold coincidence was a clear wonder of the Risale-i Nur.

Praise be God! This is from the grace of my Lord.

My brothers! Don't be alarmed, the Jaushan and Evrad-ı Bahâiye have again overcome and dispelled the dangers of that terrible poison. The danger has passed, but the illness continues.

I send greetings to each and every one of my brothers and pray for their well-being, and request their doubtlessly acceptable prayers. And with all my life and spirit I congratulate the many women and children in İnebolu and its environs who are starting to write out the Risale-i Nur and the many innocents taking lessons about the Qur'an.

My Brothers!

Don't be upset, and don't worry! Just help me with your prayers. For several days now my left arm aches severely and disturbs me at night. I have allowed no one to be with me, I can only attend to the necessary jobs in my room with the greatest difficulty. I reckon it is an offshoot of the chronic lumbago I have suffered for years; I am badly affected by the physical climate here and the winter, as well as by the groundless suspicions and persecution of those cruel people, and the non-physical winter. I experience severe suffering as though half affected by apoplexy. But all thanks be to God, your acceptable prayers have lessened the danger considerably. God willing, it will pass altogether in that way, and only its many rewards will remain in its place.

My brothers! According to what Salâhaddin writes, The Staff of Moses Collection sees much action in that region and wins many victories. This means that it is performing that most important duty of the Risale-i Nur there. All praise be to God a hundred thousand times, and for those who write it out, a hundred Ma'shallahs and Bârekâllahs!

My Dear, Loyal Brothers!

Firstly: Endless thanks be to Almighty God that as proved by the unwavering activities of the heroic students in these harsh conditions, Isparta will be a full Medresetü'z-Zehrâ and al-Azhar University, and has begun to be so. Their working enthusiastically at the Qur'an and Risale-i Nur, and in Ali Köyü even many children becoming students through the efforts of the Ali's and all the young people in another village working at the Qur'an at night and the mosques being filled with congregations, reduces to nothing the difficulties suffered by the Nur students.

Secondly: For sure, the fourth long poem of the extraordinarily loyal and devoted Halil İbrahim and the descriptions far exceeding my due of my servanthood of the Risale-i Nur, are really very fine, but since the poem looks more to my person than to the Risale-i Nur I have not sent it to you for now; it shall be sent after it has been modified. I particularly send greetings to him and to his companions.

Thirdly: Don't be anxious about their conspiracies against me; perhaps, indeed, you should be pleased that they are attacking my insignificant person whose work is finished in place of the Risale-i Nur and its students,

and tormenting me. Recently there has been the incident of the high-ranking officials here telling some people that "Said should be disposed of." Profiting from ideas like these that have been put around, my secret enemies scattered my assistants, and seizing the opportunity, poisoned me. They felt empowered by officials like them. But divine providence and preservation thwarted their conspiracy. God willing, this providence and preservation will persist and all their plans will be foiled.

Although I had not applied to them for twenty years, this petition was written addressing Hilmi [Uran] , the Interior Minister, once off and when I was angry, because he was persecuting me. It was sent to the Afyon police chief for his information. Four or five times they meaninglessly and unnecessarily harassed me. They summoned me to the police station officially and demanded: "That's not how you write; who wrote it for you?" I replied: "Application shouldn't be made to such people; I was right to keep silent for twenty years!"

Police and authorities of Emirdağ! I wrote the below conversation a year ago, then held it and did not send it. But now they are intervening and preventing my assistant from helping me, which is illegal in five respects, and are constraining and holding me under an absolute despotism in a way unheard of in the world. I am publicizing this in the hope that those who flout the law in the name of the law will act more fairly and justly.