Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Letter to Julia 20130123

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

Oh, hi Julia.  How are you feeling?  Please learn how to slow down, and try to make others conform to your schedule.  You are my beautiful princess, and I love you with all my heart.  I've been doing some studying.  Jimi Hendrix, the Doors, Pink Floyd.  Comparing myself with them, I'm an utter disgrace to the rock star concept.  I'm old, I'm destitute, I don't drink, smoke, or do drugs, I don't have any tattoos, I don't slut around, I don't tour, I've never been signed, I don't have any hit records, I despise the mass media, I don't party, I don't want to be worshiped, and I don't worship the devil.  I'm a complete disgrace to the stuffy old conformist and conventional rock and roll hierarchy.  They are the establishment, and I am the rebel.  Phooey!

And you are my wife, so please maintain your prayers, and guard your chastity as I guard mine for you, until the time when Allah grants me the means to give you a good married life.  InsyaAllah.  Please keep the promises you make, fulfill to your obligations, and be true to your testimonies.