Letter to Erin 20150429

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

I'm still feeling awfully tired, and I know why.  Ever since I got that snare drum, I've been hammering out Qur'an rhythms everyday, because it's so addictive and hypnotizing.  Even though it's the same phrases over and over again, the loop is so mesmerizing because it's not a 4 beat or 4 bar.  An hour can slip away like a minute.  Imagine the effect I would get if I were playing a full kit!  I wanna shatter some glass!  However my right hand is exhausted, and my entire right arm is in severe pain.  I can't even lift my coffee cup.  I'm typing this letter with my left hand only right now.  So my entire body is sharing the suffering of my right hand, and I'm simply worn out all over.  This means no musical instruments, no keyboard and mousing with the right hand, and no pushups or weights.  I should OK by Thursday inshaAllah, and I'll try some pushups tomorrow.  I'm still able to sing.

How's your workout coming along?  Are you feeling good?  Erin, you are the most beautiful girl in the world to me.  I love you, and I need you.

Qur'an 20150429

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

81.  Say, "If the Most Gracious had a son, I would be the first to worship."

The Gold Adornments 43:81
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If the Most Gracious had a son, I would be the first to worship.