Letter to Erin 20160312

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

Hi Erin.  Hi Princess!  Please try to keep your nose clean, OK?  Erin, I saw your pretty little NYC home.  It's so pretty!  It's the perfect reflection of you and who you are.  It's so clean.  I look around me, and I see the contrast between our homes.  You're so civilized, and I'm such a Neanderthal.  It's must have been uncomfortable for you to display your home to the Public Eye, so I will say "Thank You" on behalf of everybody.  You have a beautiful home, and a talent for interior design.

It occurs to me that you need to supervise the building of your house inshaAllah.  It is your house after all and by the Qur'an, I'm the guy that has to finance it.  I don't mind, because I love you and need you.  I've taken for granted that you have your house plan, just make sure you try to fit it in the dimensions I gave you.  I have no problem with your being here to oversee the construction of your house, if I could restrain myself from grabbing you and making out with you.  We have to be married first!  The old house which stands on the site of your house inshaAllah, has plenty of old wood which may be reclaimed if you see fit.  I will try to save them for you as neatly as I can.  I have a picture in my head of how beautiful you are in your beautiful new house, and you would find me sleeping on the floor somewhere, in front of a computer.

Those astrologers told me many years ago that a union of 2 dreamers is no good, because we wouldn't be able to keep the wolf away from the door.  What a bunch of shit.  So let's be practical.  The land for your house would cost about RM100000.  The property I live on right now (which belongs to my aunt) would cost about half of that for me to own.  A 2 karat diamond ring at Tiffany's is at least USD12600 (and you would have to be the one to buy it, since they won't sell it to me).  The construction of your house would be about RM500000, even with reclaimed wood.  Plus legal and living expenses, which would be ongoing.  And what do I do?  My mission is to please Allah with music.  At this time, I am in danger of eviction at any time.  So if I fail to pay for your house, get evicted from my house and fail to pay for our marriage, then my mission here has failed, and I would have to go somewhere else, assuming I survive.  Nobody can save me from the wolf, because I am the wolf.

What do I mean by that?  I know, with Allah as my witness, of the power of this music by the Will of Allah which I have to bear.  But no one here has spoken to me of the music, except my parents.  I'm not a prophet, so I cannot say that Allah would avenge me.  The closest analogy in the Qur'an which I can compare myself to is the she-camel of Allah, which was hamstrung.  I can only keep creating and communicating this music until I am silenced.  And I know for certain that the world is watching and listening.

What's practical here is the leap of faith.  I belong to Allah, and if I don't make it with you here in this life then I will catch you in the next, but I have faith that Allah will bring us together and resolve our affair for us.  But we have to work.  That is what I do.  I work.  Did you think this music is easy?  A hobby?

Qur'an 20160312

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

26.  Say, "O Allah!  Lord of Power, You give power to whom You please, and You strip off power from whom You please.  You endue with honor whom You please, and You bring low whom You please.  In Your hand is all Good.  Verily, over all things You have Power."

(The Family of Imran 3:26)
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