In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
So please make sure you maintain your prayers, and that you maintain your purity and sincerity. Men impure are for women impure, and women impure are for men impure, while pure men are for pure women, and pure women are for pure men. This is not affected by what people say. Life is a struggle, and there is so much corruption, and that is the reality. So we must not lose our awareness of this reality by succumbing to corruption: we must maintain our purity. The Promise of Allah is true: Allah will reward the righteous. And my love and sincerity for you is also true, insyaAllah. You are the girl I want to marry, and we will be together soon, insyaAllah.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Qur'an 20120427
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
41. Mischief has appeared on land and sea because of that the hands of humans have earned. That may give them a taste of some of their deeds, in order that they may turn back.
42. Say, "Travel through the earth and see what was the end of those before, most of them worshipped others besides God."
The Romans 30:41-42
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Travel through the earth and see what was the end of those before, most of them worshiped others besides God.
41. Mischief has appeared on land and sea because of that the hands of humans have earned. That may give them a taste of some of their deeds, in order that they may turn back.
42. Say, "Travel through the earth and see what was the end of those before, most of them worshipped others besides God."
The Romans 30:41-42
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Travel through the earth and see what was the end of those before, most of them worshiped others besides God.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Letter to Julia 20120426
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
I swear my house is being taken over by the cats lately. First of all, my kitty is Chee Cheh. She's an adorable little kitty who loves a good conversation, especially over breakfast and dinner. I took her to the vet yesterday. The poor thing seems to have a chronic fungal problem. She's so sensitive to moisture, she gets an outbreak whenever it rains a lot, and it has been raining a lot lately, including yesterday. She's blessed that cats in Malaysia get subsidized veterinary care from the Department of Animal Control, so I only had to pay for her medicine. The vet showed me how to put a big pill in her mouth to swallow, by holding her neck with the pinkie and ring fingers, and holding her muzzle with the rest of the fingers on the left hand, then opening her mouth with the middle finger of the right hand while the right thumb and forefinger hold the pill. Well, the vet made it look easy, but I couldn't get the cat to stop squirming. She said I was being too rough. Who? Little ol' me?
As I told you once a while ago, my house used to be inhabited by a gang of cats. They belong to my brother, and my parents feed them, so they usually hang out next door. Lately, they've been congregating on my porch, and setting up guard at my front door. 4 cats. Then there's this other cat with brown striping and a stubby tail that loves to yowl, "Oh oh oh oh oooohhhh" outside my window. I think he belongs to a girl down the street who probably planted him here. Then there's this white wildcat, an independent fellow who has lost the shine in his left eye, and he just loves to harass the gang of cats. Well, somebody tagged my right sandal: when I went out to take Chee Cheh to the vet this morning, I stepped into a sandal drenched in cat pee. Hey, I'm not being fought over as prime cat property! I finally got rid of all those fighting chickens outside my bedroom window, now the cats are battling there.
Now, you have probably noticed how Islam today comprises of many different sects, just how Christianity today comprises of many different types of churches, and you are wondering who to trust thereof. Prophet Muhammad (peace be on him) predicted this long ago. We are instructed not to join any partners in worship to Allah, and this is taken very seriously by Allah. If you read 30:31-32 of the Qur'an, those who split up their religion into sects are considered to have joined partners with Allah. Leave the sects alone. That is our mutual right, let them go about their business, ignore what they say to you, and Allah will deal with them directly. Trust only in the Qur'an and the teachings of prophet Muhammad (peace be on him), and leave out the gossip and the opinions.
I swear my house is being taken over by the cats lately. First of all, my kitty is Chee Cheh. She's an adorable little kitty who loves a good conversation, especially over breakfast and dinner. I took her to the vet yesterday. The poor thing seems to have a chronic fungal problem. She's so sensitive to moisture, she gets an outbreak whenever it rains a lot, and it has been raining a lot lately, including yesterday. She's blessed that cats in Malaysia get subsidized veterinary care from the Department of Animal Control, so I only had to pay for her medicine. The vet showed me how to put a big pill in her mouth to swallow, by holding her neck with the pinkie and ring fingers, and holding her muzzle with the rest of the fingers on the left hand, then opening her mouth with the middle finger of the right hand while the right thumb and forefinger hold the pill. Well, the vet made it look easy, but I couldn't get the cat to stop squirming. She said I was being too rough. Who? Little ol' me?
As I told you once a while ago, my house used to be inhabited by a gang of cats. They belong to my brother, and my parents feed them, so they usually hang out next door. Lately, they've been congregating on my porch, and setting up guard at my front door. 4 cats. Then there's this other cat with brown striping and a stubby tail that loves to yowl, "Oh oh oh oh oooohhhh" outside my window. I think he belongs to a girl down the street who probably planted him here. Then there's this white wildcat, an independent fellow who has lost the shine in his left eye, and he just loves to harass the gang of cats. Well, somebody tagged my right sandal: when I went out to take Chee Cheh to the vet this morning, I stepped into a sandal drenched in cat pee. Hey, I'm not being fought over as prime cat property! I finally got rid of all those fighting chickens outside my bedroom window, now the cats are battling there.
Now, you have probably noticed how Islam today comprises of many different sects, just how Christianity today comprises of many different types of churches, and you are wondering who to trust thereof. Prophet Muhammad (peace be on him) predicted this long ago. We are instructed not to join any partners in worship to Allah, and this is taken very seriously by Allah. If you read 30:31-32 of the Qur'an, those who split up their religion into sects are considered to have joined partners with Allah. Leave the sects alone. That is our mutual right, let them go about their business, ignore what they say to you, and Allah will deal with them directly. Trust only in the Qur'an and the teachings of prophet Muhammad (peace be on him), and leave out the gossip and the opinions.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Letter to Julia 20120425
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
My dearest Julia, I want you to know that I love you dearly, and I am so very grateful for you, for your feelings, and to Allah for creating a woman as beautiful as you. You are my sweet love, and I love you dearly, my Julia. I know mere words are too little and not enough, but thank you for your love.
As for work, I suppose I have to fit SL into my budget somehow, but alas my poverty this time as other times has an effect on my community service. Heh heh. Now don't get me wrong, I do so enjoy my time on SL, even though I could sure use more shoes and dance animations. But I'm afraid I'm going to have to reduce my time on SL by 80%. That means only one nightclub per day. No more club hopping?!! Darn! I just wanna dance! I really need to be online most of the time, but I only have one computer and no home internet service. Darn! I just wanna dance!
A similitude to the Signs of God is: do you have servants who share in the wealth that Allah has endowed upon you? Do you fear them as you fear each other? The wrongdoers are the ones who follow their own lusts, being devoid of knowledge. But who can guide those who Allah leaves astray? So set yourself firmly towards the faith.
My dearest Julia, I want you to know that I love you dearly, and I am so very grateful for you, for your feelings, and to Allah for creating a woman as beautiful as you. You are my sweet love, and I love you dearly, my Julia. I know mere words are too little and not enough, but thank you for your love.
As for work, I suppose I have to fit SL into my budget somehow, but alas my poverty this time as other times has an effect on my community service. Heh heh. Now don't get me wrong, I do so enjoy my time on SL, even though I could sure use more shoes and dance animations. But I'm afraid I'm going to have to reduce my time on SL by 80%. That means only one nightclub per day. No more club hopping?!! Darn! I just wanna dance! I really need to be online most of the time, but I only have one computer and no home internet service. Darn! I just wanna dance!
A similitude to the Signs of God is: do you have servants who share in the wealth that Allah has endowed upon you? Do you fear them as you fear each other? The wrongdoers are the ones who follow their own lusts, being devoid of knowledge. But who can guide those who Allah leaves astray? So set yourself firmly towards the faith.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
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.
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.
Friday, April 20, 2012
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.
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.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
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.
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.
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