Letter to Erin 201509034

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

One thing is for sure little fish, you're not the same girl I proposed to almost two years ago.  If you don't believe what I say, then compare yourself in the backstage video of the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show 2013 with any video you've been in this year.  It's as if you've been supercharged with power.  Don't lose your sweetness, OK?  Oh, I didn't do anything.  Make sure you give thanks to Allah.  I'm just the one who loves you and needs you.

It seems to me that you don't entirely understand what I do.  So let me tell you a story.  About 60 years ago, Elvis came along and there was Rock and Roll music.  Great!  Then the Beatles came along, then more musical icons appeared.  Music back then was recorded on vinyl discs, and a lot of those were sold plus royalties from mass media, making heaps of money for businesses bankrolling, reproducing and distributing music.  Then as time passed by, it was discovered that only few musical icons had sufficient propaganda power to push product and make fruitful endorsements.  Soon the computer was born, the compact disc came into being, then the mp3 was created: a recording which could exist virtually, and in a small size.  You were about 10 years old when the mp3 came about, old enough to enjoy music without caring about past mediums.  Most human ears don't really care about audio quality past the mp3 anyway, plus it could be duplicated, making the way for billions of free copies of music.  Thus the death of the marketable music product, cds and vinyl discs being sold only to people who cared to pay for it.  Very few people.  Since materialists are too stupid to think past "cash on the table", the business mobs were too late to stop the digital revolution.  Sure they tried to make people pay for downloads.  Did that work?

Well, no.  But the business mobs still had their power, and music still has propaganda power, because good music will always be in demand.  So the business mobs decide who will be the icons that make fruitful endorsements and live appearances thereof.  Thus Allah granted me music and the endorsement power thereof, and gave me the order, by inspiration, to stand my ground here in this kampung in Malaysia, so I could:

1.  Empower Islam over all other religions.
2.  Empower the rural over the urban.
3.  Empower small businesses over the banks and the executives.

InshaAllah.

I had crab for dinner.  I had over half a kilo of crab abdomens in the freezer, you know the fleshiest part of the crab.  So I split each one in two, rolled them around in corn starch, then deep fried them to a crisp to be tossed in my home made hot sauce.  Like buffalo wings.  Crab comes with a lot of garbage, though.  Not like fish, where I can fillet it and gut it, then use the bones for broth.  I can't eat all the shells of the abdomens, I would get a stomach ache.  I can't reuse the shells.  So I crunched through most of the flesh and shell, and used a trash bag for the excess.  Yeah, crab has a lot of garbage.  Would you like to eat crab with me?