Letter to Julia 20120423

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

Hello dearest Julia.  How are you feeling today?  It is HOT over here, and I've been burning, and burning trash.  Ancient trash, piles of wood pillars and coconuts probably 20 years old.  PeeeYOOO!!  Big house, little house.  The rotting insides of coconuts smells like vomit.  It's too hot.  The night is hot as well.  My hair is too long. I need a haircut.  Too bad this body doesn't look good with a Dutch bob anymore.  It used to.  Gag.  I suppose there's no way to have strength and a dainty body as well.  At least I get to be pretty in SL.

BUt I don't know how much time I get to spend playing SL right now.  I know it's community service and all, plus I get to be pretty, but I need to buy chicken, beef and gasoline, and save up for my power bill.  Life is on the edge anyway, so I might as well play SL.  I don't know.  Ya Allah, please let me have money do I can work properly and marry my Julia!

Dearest Julia, you are the girl I love.  You are so beautiful, and you are all I could ever pray for in a girl.  Please don't pay any attention to those who take the Signs of God in ridicule.  Evil in the long run is the end of those who do evil.  Please maintain your prayers in the morning, afternoon, late afternoon, sunset and evening.  InsyaAllah, we will be together in happiness, safety and comfort soon.

This song is so sad.  The bass player might seem annoying, but he'd just mixed too loud.

Letter to Julia 20120421

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful. Hi there my beautiful, gorgeous girl. How are you feeling, Julia? I am wishing you are with me, of course. I've been thinking "little house, big house" a lot. Oh, I know what you are thinking, so there is no need for you to bluff me. I love you! I really, really like this little house. **smiles**

The problem with the drug culture is money, money, MONEY: it is a business. It is a product with massive demand, and it is a business that permeates all business, though you may never see it on the boards at a stock exchange. Therefore the mask of the drug dealer has many layers: public relations, bankers, lawyers, accountants, politicians, etc etc. And it is global: just because your favorite junkie smokes his dope on a stump in a thicket by a rice field, doesn't mean that his stash wasn't grown in South America or Afghanistan. How did it get here? How did it get so accessible? It is an organized business. This means that it can only be controlled by government agencies. And it is a culture, a way of life, and therefore there is pressure from friends. Sigh. Money, money, MONEY.

So, if one could be clever enough not to get caught by the authorities, then there always a huge amount of money to be made in selling drugs. And even if one does get "caught", there is still the judicial process to manipulate, and it is not necessary for one to be directly involved with it: one could just send a scapegoat or a small fish to the gallows in one's place. This is an organized business, and business protocol is followed in all due seriousness so the consumer always has access to the product of their choice. Then there are the lawful drugs, and new drugs. Alcohol. Some people will do whatever it takes to get high, hence the massive demand. A friend of mine once said that "getting high is being close to death". Every soul shall have a taste of death, and doing drugs is one way of getting there. The feeling of power, the increased awareness, love, happiness and peace, the enhanced sights, sounds, and sensations, is all in search of for the perfect feeling, a glimpse of heaven, therefore a taste of death. But perfection is impossible in this life, so they have to rely on drugs to get a taste of that feeling, and they take more to get closer and closer, when it is death that they are getting closer to.

Yes, perfection is impossible in this life, so the best anyone can get is a taste of the perfect feeling, and you don't need drugs for that. Patience can balance out the rest of the time when there isn't natural ecstasy.

Letter to Julia 20120419

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

Hi Julia, my beloved rock and roll princess. You must be staying busy, and so am I. Be sure to eat properly and maintain your prayers. I have been so busy everyday. I spend my mornings in nightclubs (heh heh), then I rehearse for 2 hours, then I have to do yard work, and at night I have to watch Shadowplay TV (heh heh), plus I have to prepare my own meals. My legs hurt, but I have to stand and sing, I don't know why, but I am compelled to do so. Yes, I also have been working on "Woo Hoo", very SLOWLY. Hey, it's WORK!

I recently acquired a taste for fresh cashews. Not cashew nuts, but the yellowish white meat of cashews. My Mom isn't too pleased about this because I've been picking the fruit from her tree. But cashews, onions and salt seem to go with everything. I had them with my chicken and bean burritos last night. Yummy. I've been trying to grow new cashew trees, but have met with dismal failure. One of my 2 seedlings was killed by a chicken (which in turn got killed by another chicken), and the other was killed by someone going to a wedding.

It is not blood or money that reaches God: it is your piety that reaches God. And that is the Good News for the faithful.

Qur'an 20120419

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

49. No, here are Signs self-evident in the hearts of those endowed with knowledge, and none but the unjust reject Our Signs.

50. Yet they say, "Why are not Signs sent down to him from his Lord?" Say: "The Signs are indeed with Allah, and I am indeed a clear warner."

51. And is it not enough for them that We sent down to you the Book which is rehearsed to them? Verily, in it is Mercy and a Reminder to those who believe.

52. Say: "Enough is Allah for a Witness between me and you: God knows what is in the heavens and on earth, and it is those who believe in vanities and reject Allah, that will perish."

53. They ask you to hasten on the Punishment: had it not been for a term appointed, the Punishment would certainly have come to them, and it will certainly reach them- of a sudden, while they perceive not!

54. They ask you to hasten on the Punishment: but of a surety, hell will encompass the rejecters of Faith!

55. On the Day that the Punishment shall cover them from above them and from below them, and shall say: "Taste you of your deeds!"

56. O My servants who believe! Truly spacious is My Earth, therefore serve you Me!

57. Every soul shall have a taste of death: in the end to Us shall you be brought back.

58. But those who believe, and work deeds of righteousness- to them shall We give a Home in Heaven: lofty mansions which flow rivers, to dwell therein for aye- an excellent reward for those who do!

59. Those who persevere in patience, and put their trust in their Lord and Cherisher.

60. How many are the creatures that carry not their own sustenance? It is Allah who feeds them and you, for God hears and knows.

61. If indeed you ask them who has created the heavens and the earth, and subjected the sun and the moon, they will certainly reply, "Allah". How are they then deluded away?

62. Allah enlarges the sustenance to whichever of God's servants God pleases: and God grants by measure, for Allah has full knowledge of all things.

63. And if indeed you ask them who it is that sends down rain from the sky, and gives life therewith to the earth after its death, they will certainly reply, "Allah!" Say: "Praise be to Allah!" but most of them understand not.

The Spider 29:49-63
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The Signs are indeed with Allah, and I am indeed a clear warner.

Enough is Allah for a Witness between me and you: God knows what is in the heavens and on earth, and it is those who believe in vanities and reject Allah, that will perish.

Praise be to Allah!

Letter to Julia 20120418

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

How are you today, my dearest beauty? Oh my Julia, you are the most beautiful girl in the world to me, you are all I could ever dream of in a girl. I long to be with you, and I long for a long and happy life, and afterlife together. I pray you are taking good care of yourself, and that you are maintaining your prayers. I wasn't scolding you last time, my dearest. You know I love you, perhaps I was simply longing too much for you. It is simply that since where I am and what I am doing here is the cutting edge of music insyaAllah, then anything and everywhere else is not. That would make anything and everywhere else the trend followers instead of the trend setters. Sure, I need money to marry you, because I want to give you the best life and love. But meanwhile, you will miss the most of the expansion of this phenomenon, and most importantly the point of expansion.

But Allah is the Master Creator, so all the credit goes to God. The music comes from God, and will return to God. It's nothing really new either, just like everything else out there is some sort of recycled hash. Here, it's just a bunch of ghosts and weather distortion. Just like the destruction of cities and communities is nothing new. And much of the shit that I recorded and composed in the past is just shit, which by they way, does NOT have my consent to be released posthumously (I mean ALL of it, people). It's like watching TV, and you would switch to a channel at some random moment that has a show that resonates with what is happening to your life at the moment, and the show is 20 years old. Perhaps what is fascinating is what people perceive as random. Louise Brooks once preached that, "Everything happens by chance, and it is the people who think they have everything under control that get into the most trouble." She was right about control, but I don't think that chance exists. Putting aside theology for a moment, may Allah forgive me, I don't believe that "random" exists. This comes from working with computers all my life. What is "random" is actually a program, or a mathematical equation. After all, the machine needs to be told what to do, so what is "random" has to be programmed. In real life, an occurence that is "random" is the end of a sequence of events which could have originated from a point far away or at the same place at some different time which carries some sort of emotional meaning to the observer. If there is no observer, or if the observer doesn't care, then the event is meaningless. Increase of entropy becomes negligible with the vast expansion of space to the point where only space is able to be observed and not its entropy. Then consider the doors to more space where entropy can be sucked away, like black holes. And the Big Bang could be a white hole, or the explosion of a black hole, for what black hole can hold infinite mass? The white hole being an event among many similar events which create order out of chaos. So the universe is actually a multiverse, with various loops of sequence of events, for anyone who cares enough to notice. And chaos itself eventually reverts to order. The broken cup pieces itself together again and jumps back onto the table in the next life. But humans want to think of a universe with a beginning and end because humans are born and die. Allah is Eternal.

So we go back to theology, of course there is absolutely a Judgement Day. Humans die, and that is a Judgement Day. The extinction of the human race is a Judgement Day. The observer of theology is the human being. Of course humans will be raised again to life after death. Just as they were born in the first place, or wouldn't have been born if the sperm had swum elsewhere. Flesh and bones are put together in a sequence of events, and taken apart in another sequence of events. And the emotional meanings, and the actions thereof, of the humans is what is judged on THE Judgement Day.

I love you, Julia.

Qur'an 20120418

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

45. Recite what is sent of the Book by inspiration to you, and establish regular prayer, for prayer restrains from shameful and unjust deeds. And rememberance of Allah is the greatest, without doubt. And Allah knows what you do.

46. And dispute you not with the people of the Book except with means better, unless it be with those of them who inflict wrong. But say, "We believe in the Revelation which has come down to us and in that which came down to you: our God and your God is One, and it is to God we bow".

47. And thus, that We have sent down the Book to you. So the people of the Book believe therein, as also do some of these, and none but unbelievers reject Our Signs.

The Spider 29:45-47
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We believe in the Revelation which has come down to us and in that which came down to you: our God and your God is One, and it is to God we bow.

Letter to Julia 20120416

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

Aaaaargh... Sundays are always busy days for me. I've been slammed since I woke up this morning, I need to wake up later, but that doesn't work either. Oh I'm so lazy, Julia. I just wanna snuggle up with you. The lot next to my house belonged to my grandfather, and it's twice as big as my yard. It was overgrown with trees, scrub and thick thorny brambles, with snakes and huge monitor lizards, but I managed to clear out most of them. The monitor lizards still come around occasionally, but I just found an old catapult on the ground. How convenient, but I would rather have an AK-47: those lizards can run pretty damn fast. I'm still working on chopping down useless trees, and burning trash, and digging up stumps, and whacking weeds, plus everything regrows at lightning speed out here in the tropics, so it needs to be maintained. But my Mom is in such a hurry to cultivate that land for some reason, so she also has me plant and maintain some crops. Of course I don't eat any of that stuff except maybe the okra and the peppers, but they are all still babies at this point. I transplanted a few banana trees for my Mom. Did you know that banana trees are kind of like giant celery bunches? Well, that's what it seems like to me. The babies grow right at the roots, so I chop off a portion of the root where the baby plant grows, just as you would chop off a segment of a potato where the eye grows. More daunting is the task of emptying out all the trash in the ruins of my grandfather's house. It's a big house, with about 7 or 8 bedrooms. It's most likely crawling full of jinns.

Everything of that house has to be demolished anyway, for some of the rooms are just ramshackle spaces made of reused wooden planks built by my grandfather for some odd reason, probably due to excessive jinn activity. God knows. Chee Cheah seems to think it's clean, because she hangs out there nearly all the time. Besides, I much prefer this little house I'm in now. But nowadays, there is something much more different going on here than when I was a small child. You may think that it's not your fault that you lag behind, as I may think that the front line is no place for someone as beautiful as you. Rather, it is preordained that you lag behind, due to the circumstances and the type of people I have to deal with in regards to this mission of mine to please Allah with music. The consequences are that decisions will be made for you, and the restrictions thereof. But do know that I love you and am faithful to you, InsyaAllah.