Letter to Erin 20150807

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

Hi there, o beautiful, sensitive soul.  How are you feeling today?  Not too serious, I hope?  I pray you are feeling healthy and confident.  I just finished eating dinner, and doing a mountain of dishes.  Today was a good day for cooking, alhamdulillah.  Everything turned out perfect.  I ate a lot, though.  Wish you were here.  I love you, and I need you.

I'll be the first to admit that I'm reclusive.  I do not enjoy the company of lots of people, and I have never enjoyed the company of lots of people.  Prophet Muhammad (peace be on him) was gregarious, and Islam is a social religion.  But I am not a prophet.  I am not a spiritual leader.  I am a musician.  If the people need a role model, they should look at the Prophet (peace be on him).  I am not a leader, I am a follower: a follower of Prophet Muhammad (peace be on him).  I don't want to be worshiped, and I don't want to start a cult.  Prophet Abraham (peace be on him) had to work alone.  Do the learned today consider his work Islam, do they consider him a Muslim?  He had to work his mission alone in a society of pagans.  Would the learned today have the nerve to spread Islam alone and peacefully in a society of unbelievers?  It's understandable that they would be afraid.  I put my fear in Allah.  I once had a taste of spreading Islam alone and peacefully in a society of unbelievers, being a lone musician in an American underground music scene.  I glorified Allah with music in a society of atheists and devil worshipers.  Ya Allah!  I'm so grateful that You are the One Who accepts worship, not the petty humans who would throw me into the fire for any flaw.  You are the One Who is Most Gracious and Most Merciful, please forgive me for my reclusiveness and other flaws, and accept my work as worship.

I'm not waiting for something that never arrives.  I'm waiting for Judgement Day.  I'm not a Man of the World.  I'm a Man of the Afterlife.