Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Letter to Julia 20130912

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

Well, I was all set to come in and blog yesterday, I even shaved and all that, but the rain didn't really stop until the afternoon, and by that time it was time to voice train.  The after that, it started to rain again.  I sure hope it doesn't flood again.  The rain isn't pelting down, but it hasn't stopped yet.

Listening to a singer on a recording is not the same as listening to a singer performing live.  Especially a singer with a resonant voice.  The air pressure from the PA system can move and vibrate objects, and then there's the reaction of the environment.  Subhanallah.  I have a bassey voice, which the bass would not be noticed if you were to listen to me on Skype for instance.  I want to get an 18 inch speaker with a 1000 watt amp to drive it along with a crossover to go along with my karaoke setup that I have right now, inshaAllah.  Then I can really start to move objects.  But perhaps Allah will grant me something better and more powerful.

Which makes me smile.  Musical instruments really wouldn't have much use, or bring much satisfaction in heaven.  But here on earth in this life, they are useful as weapons.  To put fear into the enemies of Allah, Who watches them as they plot.

But if they happen to plan secretly for justice, goodwill, and conciliation, then may Allah bless their work.

Letter to Julia 20130911

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

Well, I was all set up to cut some grass over at Casa de Julia inshaAllah.  I had my boots on, I just changed the blade on the grass cutter and refueled it, and I had just cleared out the area by the ancient amra tree, when it started to rain.  So I ran for cover under my porch, and gaped at the rain until it subsided.  Then I began again to cut the grass, then it really began to pour, so I gave it up for the day, and did my laundry instead.  And it's still raining right now.  I'm trying my best to please Allah, and I pray you are being good.  Please be a good Muslim.  My love and my life isn't going to do you any good if Allah doesn't love you.  So please try your sincere best to be a good Muslim.  You don't have to around asking questions about the Qur'an and Islam so much that it makes your life difficult (in fact it's forbidden for you to do so), just do the best you can with the situation Allah has given you.  Nobody's perfect, least of all me, but at least be sincere.  Meanwhile, I'll keep on trying to build Casa de Julia.  InshaAllah.

Say, I saw that headline on Yahoo about Doutzen claiming to be the reason why many women have unhappy expectations about themselves, or something to that effect.  If it's true she said that, then isn't that a rather conceited thing to say?  She is pretty, but if she did say that, then perhaps she not would make a good Muslim.  But I'm not God, so I'm not the one to judge.  Perhaps Allah will forgive her.