Sunday, March 4, 2012

Letter to Julia 20120305

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

Well, the spider fell to the ground and died, and was taken apart by the ants. God took care of the injured spider. I buried a dead rooster about a week ago, but someone dug up the carcass. When I was cutting weeds I could smell some sort of dead animal, but I couldn't find the carcass. A few hours later I chased away a couple of big monitor lizards. The stench of dead animal was gone, so I suppose the lizards removed the carcass. God took care of the dead rooster. I was unable to do anything, and I didn't have to do anything.

The unbelievers say, "Why is not a Sign sent down to him from his Lord?" Say, "Truly Allah leaves to stray, whom God will; but God guides to Godself those who turn to God in penitence." (The Thunder 13:27)

So don't concern your pretty little heart so much about those who refuse to believe, because there will always be such people no matter where you are. They are like the scum frothing in flotsam and jetsam, and God is the One who separate the sea from its corruption. Learn how to ignore them, and be consciously oblivious. Share my bubble, if you will. I love you, beautiful Julia.

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