A Second Chance at Life: Eighty Years of Struggle, a Sovereign Mission, and My Battle with Influenza Type A

For eighty years, my life has been defined by struggle, purpose, and an unyielding commitment to the truth. As an author and the founder of The Humanity System, I have dedicated my mind and spirit to examining the deep historical forces that shape our world, aiming to provide a path forward beyond the divisions of religion and politics. I thought I understood the limits of physical endurance. However, a recent, sudden battle with Type A Influenza proved to be a trial unlike any other I have faced in my eight decades on this Earth.

My retirement in 2005 was supposed to be the moment I finally gained the total freedom to write. I wanted to expose the suffering of the majority of the Kurdish people—not only from the external occupiers of Kurdistan, namely Persian, Arab, and Turkish powers, but also from the failures within our own community. But life, and the deep bonds of family, continually called us toward new missions.

First came a call from our daughter, who was just beginning medical school. She needed my wife’s help to care for her two young boys starting elementary school. At the time, we owned houses in Castle Rock and Colorado Springs, Colorado. The housing market was unfavorable for sellers, so we rented those properties out and relocated to Tampa, Florida in 2005. For nearly two decades, we built a life there. My wife’s vital work as a grandmother concluded only when those two grandsons grew up and went off to college. We sold our Colorado properties, bought a home in Florida, and finally prepared to enjoy a peaceful chapter of life.

Then, in 2024, history repeated itself in the form of a family crisis. Our younger son called us following a messy marriage separation. He was left caring for his four-year-old daughter, needing my wife's help to take care of her three days a week, while the mother had her for the other three. Without hesitation, we answered the call. We left Florida, gave our daughter power of attorney to sell our home, and moved back across the country to rent a place close to our granddaughter.

The subsequent search for a permanent home in this new area turned into an exhausting, costly ordeal. We watched the market shift, a delay that likely cost us an extra $100,000 as prices surged. Finally, in February 2026, we signed a purchase agreement for a new house. The builders promised it would be ready by September 17, 2026, but delays pushed the closing back to October 14, 2026.

The physical toll of what followed was immense. We scheduled movers for October 16, working tirelessly to pack and prepare our entire lives. The movers labored for eleven straight hours. We finally crossed the threshold into our new home that very day.

But as the final boxes were stacked, my body collapsed.

The same day we moved, a devastating sickness took hold of me. Type A Influenza—a severe, highly contagious respiratory illness that accounts for the vast majority of seasonal flu cases—struck my eighty-year-old frame with terrifying speed. I fell into a deep, unresponsive sleep that lasted through Saturday and Sunday, entirely detached from reality and unable to feel anything.

Recognizing the gravity of the situation, our daughter—now an experienced doctor—realized I was in critical danger and instructed my wife to take me to the emergency room immediately. I was admitted to the hospital, where I spent two grueling nights suspended between life and death. Lying in that hospital bed, I felt the terrifying weight of a profound realization: I was on the verge of departing this world, leaving my life’s ultimate work and my final accomplishments unfinished.

By the grace of existence and swift medical intervention, I survived. I am now back home. I look okay, and my strength is returning. More than anything, I realize I have been granted a second chance—another vital opportunity to live, to write, and to connect with the global community of The Humanity System lovers who believe in a world where every single human being truly matters.

This brush with mortality has only deepened my resolve. We have lived under the dictates of religion; we have lived under the constraints of politics. But my journey is not over, and I am still here to ensure that we finally learn to live under the banner of shared humanity.

I wish you all beautiful, healthy days ahead.