In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
I'm not trying to delay anything my dearest Julia, I truly and dearly want to be married to you. It is so important to me that I take good care of you, and your well-being is uppermost on my mind. For I do love you so, my dearest heart. I want you to be happy with me.
We are commanded not to join others in worship with Allah. As my wife, it is extremely important that take this stand with me, after all, we don't want to be deified, right? If they think the music is divine, then they must thank Allah, and worship Allah. Some people call me ignorant, probably because they think there is nothing wrong with idol worship. They assert it's just innocent teenage fun, and does no harm. We in the industry have seen much harm done to the innocent because they want to make it in showbiz. Or be a successful model. No, don't worship us. Worship Allah.
Monday, October 22, 2012
Letter to Julia 20121022
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi Julia, my precious young bride. How are you feeling? I have just had a long spell of outpouring regarding my fantastic situation and love to my uncle and aunt. I don't talk much anyway, but it is her land my house is on, so I talked for their entertainment I suppose, and now I feel a little sick. Since I have no privacy, the conversation is probably all over the Internet now. Oh Allah, I must seem to everyone a complete lunatic. Or a sorcerer. I just want to create a tourist attraction that glorifies Allah. The topic rested on you, how I came to choose you for my wife, your Islam, and that you are wealthy and I am poor. You don't think you are wealthy? Would you finance our marriage? Even if you said you would, how can I believe you? How can you ever have respect for me if I am unable to buy you things, and help pay for our family? I would only be able to believe you if you absolutely believe in my "sabilillah" (cause for Allah). But even that is not necessary. I have begged Allah and will continue to beg Allah to grant me my own wealth so I can give you a good married life. Until Allah grants me the means to marry you, please be patient with me, and wait with me, and pray for us.
This is part of the cutting edge that I have trying to teach you about, and a glimpse of how our life as a progressive couple will be, that we can be stationary but still ahead of the others. InsyaAllah. If you're not on the edge, then you're not where you're supposed to be (an American proverb). Right? But being on the edge doesn't mean that we can't have a peaceful and happy family. Just remember that it is Allah who grants peace and security.
I love you.
Hi Julia, my precious young bride. How are you feeling? I have just had a long spell of outpouring regarding my fantastic situation and love to my uncle and aunt. I don't talk much anyway, but it is her land my house is on, so I talked for their entertainment I suppose, and now I feel a little sick. Since I have no privacy, the conversation is probably all over the Internet now. Oh Allah, I must seem to everyone a complete lunatic. Or a sorcerer. I just want to create a tourist attraction that glorifies Allah. The topic rested on you, how I came to choose you for my wife, your Islam, and that you are wealthy and I am poor. You don't think you are wealthy? Would you finance our marriage? Even if you said you would, how can I believe you? How can you ever have respect for me if I am unable to buy you things, and help pay for our family? I would only be able to believe you if you absolutely believe in my "sabilillah" (cause for Allah). But even that is not necessary. I have begged Allah and will continue to beg Allah to grant me my own wealth so I can give you a good married life. Until Allah grants me the means to marry you, please be patient with me, and wait with me, and pray for us.
This is part of the cutting edge that I have trying to teach you about, and a glimpse of how our life as a progressive couple will be, that we can be stationary but still ahead of the others. InsyaAllah. If you're not on the edge, then you're not where you're supposed to be (an American proverb). Right? But being on the edge doesn't mean that we can't have a peaceful and happy family. Just remember that it is Allah who grants peace and security.
I love you.
Friday, October 19, 2012
Letter to Julia 20121020
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi there, my beloved young Julia! You are my beautiful princess! I pray you are taking good care of yourself, that you are eating properly, and getting sufficient rest. I'm making rice and steak in lime leaves, onions and peppers. No, there isn't a portion for you tonight. Besides, you never show up for dinner. But it's not that, if steak is on the menu, and I keep on eating your portion, then I'll bloat much faster. I'm old enough as it is, and my metabolism has slowed down. Or maybe I just don't feel like sharing. I love you anyhows, and when you do start showing up for dinner, I'll prepare enough steak. Good cuts of beef today, too. Very juicy.
As I mentioned before, what I am forced to do right now is to sing as a sort of community service. But it is the right thing to do, praise Allah, to create something good for everyone here instead of being enslaved. It would be wonderful to destroy the current system of entertainment industry, which is thoroughly evil. Allah can do that, do you have faith? Whether I submit to or resist them, the global situation remains, with all its danger. So I might as well resist them, and create something good for the community, a situation that glorifies Allah and kicks the butt of global mass media. InsyaAllah. I don't feel or think that I am anybody special, Julia. It is my responsibility to serve Allah with what Allah has given me. I don't expect these people to treat me any better than the atheists and the pagans treated me while I was in America. And they don't. Allah has been a better friend, and protects better, so I seek to please Allah. Perhaps soon Allah will grant me my own wealth so I can give you a good married life. Ya Allah, please protect and bless us here in this situation, who serve and adore You.
Hi there, my beloved young Julia! You are my beautiful princess! I pray you are taking good care of yourself, that you are eating properly, and getting sufficient rest. I'm making rice and steak in lime leaves, onions and peppers. No, there isn't a portion for you tonight. Besides, you never show up for dinner. But it's not that, if steak is on the menu, and I keep on eating your portion, then I'll bloat much faster. I'm old enough as it is, and my metabolism has slowed down. Or maybe I just don't feel like sharing. I love you anyhows, and when you do start showing up for dinner, I'll prepare enough steak. Good cuts of beef today, too. Very juicy.
As I mentioned before, what I am forced to do right now is to sing as a sort of community service. But it is the right thing to do, praise Allah, to create something good for everyone here instead of being enslaved. It would be wonderful to destroy the current system of entertainment industry, which is thoroughly evil. Allah can do that, do you have faith? Whether I submit to or resist them, the global situation remains, with all its danger. So I might as well resist them, and create something good for the community, a situation that glorifies Allah and kicks the butt of global mass media. InsyaAllah. I don't feel or think that I am anybody special, Julia. It is my responsibility to serve Allah with what Allah has given me. I don't expect these people to treat me any better than the atheists and the pagans treated me while I was in America. And they don't. Allah has been a better friend, and protects better, so I seek to please Allah. Perhaps soon Allah will grant me my own wealth so I can give you a good married life. Ya Allah, please protect and bless us here in this situation, who serve and adore You.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Letter to Julia 20121018
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Oh, my beautiful and precious young Julia! Please forgive me for the gap in my love letters. I'm so sorry. I love you, I love you, I love you. It's just that I had to cut back on my Internet time and commuting, because I suddenly got poorer than my usual destitute self at the beginning of the month. Please don't be angry with me. You are my girl, I love you and I want to marry you.
There is certainly a flood of confusion, and in that confusion there are certainly many idiots who add lies to confusion, in their confusion. Of course being here and seeing with your own eyes what is going on is the closest to truth, but you are probably busy with your work as you should be. So please know that I love you, and that you have my commitment to marry you.
Oh, my beautiful and precious young Julia! Please forgive me for the gap in my love letters. I'm so sorry. I love you, I love you, I love you. It's just that I had to cut back on my Internet time and commuting, because I suddenly got poorer than my usual destitute self at the beginning of the month. Please don't be angry with me. You are my girl, I love you and I want to marry you.
There is certainly a flood of confusion, and in that confusion there are certainly many idiots who add lies to confusion, in their confusion. Of course being here and seeing with your own eyes what is going on is the closest to truth, but you are probably busy with your work as you should be. So please know that I love you, and that you have my commitment to marry you.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Letter to Julia 20121014
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi there, my sweetness. How are you feeling, Julia? I'm watching the Sailor Moon marathon on Shadowplay TV. You must be a little too young for Sailor Moon, huh? Let's see... 1992. What were you doing in 1992? You were 8 or 7 years old? Hey, November 2 is close by! Happy birthday, my beloved! 8 years old is perfect for watching Sailor Moon. but you must have been into sports instead, I suppose. I'm just an otaku, or more accurately, a Sailor Moon otaku. Episode 9 is so funny, when Usagi gets hexed with an impatience spell. The first season is very creepy funny, but it's the ambience that I love most. Very surreal. I guess it was surreal for me because in 2003, a year after Andre died, my apartment building was sold to a new landlord, so renovations were made, and I had to stay temporarily at an empty apartment downstairs. That's when I received the dvd of the first season of Sailor Moon, which I watched on my 2" lcd tv. Soon after, the new landlord evicted me (even though I was always prompt with rent), but praise Allah there was an empty apartment across the yard belonging to someone else, an exact mirror duplicate, upstairs even. Say, that should be the next Bond villain: an evil landlord!
Woo hoo! I have a new record on Krush, Kill and Destroy: 26,777 kills in 3.5 hours! Gaming purists would wonder why I don't play Warcraft instead, but Kknd moves much faster, and each army can have up to 1000 units on the field at a time. So I face 5 armies to rack up the kills. Of course, I choose the high ground. Secure the high ground NOW, before you all run out of time! The computer calculates the weak spots, then sends in massive numbers. What a callous general the computer is! That's when the most entertaining mayhem and chaos occurs, when the field is packed, things move like lightning, and you can't find the cursor. Yeah, I'm lazy and should be doing something more constructive, but it helps me bide the time as I wait for Allah to allow me to have you. But I did manage to watch Sailor Moon as I played video games! Efficient loafing!
Hi there, my sweetness. How are you feeling, Julia? I'm watching the Sailor Moon marathon on Shadowplay TV. You must be a little too young for Sailor Moon, huh? Let's see... 1992. What were you doing in 1992? You were 8 or 7 years old? Hey, November 2 is close by! Happy birthday, my beloved! 8 years old is perfect for watching Sailor Moon. but you must have been into sports instead, I suppose. I'm just an otaku, or more accurately, a Sailor Moon otaku. Episode 9 is so funny, when Usagi gets hexed with an impatience spell. The first season is very creepy funny, but it's the ambience that I love most. Very surreal. I guess it was surreal for me because in 2003, a year after Andre died, my apartment building was sold to a new landlord, so renovations were made, and I had to stay temporarily at an empty apartment downstairs. That's when I received the dvd of the first season of Sailor Moon, which I watched on my 2" lcd tv. Soon after, the new landlord evicted me (even though I was always prompt with rent), but praise Allah there was an empty apartment across the yard belonging to someone else, an exact mirror duplicate, upstairs even. Say, that should be the next Bond villain: an evil landlord!
Woo hoo! I have a new record on Krush, Kill and Destroy: 26,777 kills in 3.5 hours! Gaming purists would wonder why I don't play Warcraft instead, but Kknd moves much faster, and each army can have up to 1000 units on the field at a time. So I face 5 armies to rack up the kills. Of course, I choose the high ground. Secure the high ground NOW, before you all run out of time! The computer calculates the weak spots, then sends in massive numbers. What a callous general the computer is! That's when the most entertaining mayhem and chaos occurs, when the field is packed, things move like lightning, and you can't find the cursor. Yeah, I'm lazy and should be doing something more constructive, but it helps me bide the time as I wait for Allah to allow me to have you. But I did manage to watch Sailor Moon as I played video games! Efficient loafing!
Friday, October 12, 2012
Letter to Julia 20121012
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello again, my beautiful Julia. How are you feeling? Please take good loving care of yourself and your precious body, because I love you, and I want to be married to you. I have never been married. You do know that, right? I'm not a prophet. I'm not an imam, or religious leader. I am not a Rasul (messenger). If I am any sort of "messenger", then it's the same message that prophet Muhammad (peace be on him) conveys, and I am his follower. Who I am a is rock star. And you are a supermodel. You are my girl. I love you, and I want to marry you.
Hello again, my beautiful Julia. How are you feeling? Please take good loving care of yourself and your precious body, because I love you, and I want to be married to you. I have never been married. You do know that, right? I'm not a prophet. I'm not an imam, or religious leader. I am not a Rasul (messenger). If I am any sort of "messenger", then it's the same message that prophet Muhammad (peace be on him) conveys, and I am his follower. Who I am a is rock star. And you are a supermodel. You are my girl. I love you, and I want to marry you.
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Letter to Julia 20121010
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello Julia, my beloved young princess. How are you feeling today? You must be working hard as usual, so please make sure you are eating properly, and getting sufficient rest. I tried making steamed buns for lunch today. I'm sure you are familiar with that food... it's like dim sum, but a bun. So I made a batch of dough, my standard simple routine, just flour, water, yeast, oil and salt. And I borrowed my Mom's steamer. FOr the filling, it was liver and onions, in liver sauce. Which was quite good by itself, alhamdulillah. But the bun itself needed to be more like a cake, so next time I'll have to add sugar and an egg to the dough. Giving the dough a chance to rise would have helped too.
There is much international flavor for you, Mrs. Global! And the beauty of it is that you don't really have to go anywhere. InsyaAllah. Don't forget that Islam is between you and God, and that it has little to do with you and me. So much drama. Everything seems to be a matter of life and death to everyone. People are so intoxicated by fame. Me, I feel the same way I did 10 years ago, and in the same situation, but poorer. You my queen, please maintain your composure of regal purity and integrity.
Hello Julia, my beloved young princess. How are you feeling today? You must be working hard as usual, so please make sure you are eating properly, and getting sufficient rest. I tried making steamed buns for lunch today. I'm sure you are familiar with that food... it's like dim sum, but a bun. So I made a batch of dough, my standard simple routine, just flour, water, yeast, oil and salt. And I borrowed my Mom's steamer. FOr the filling, it was liver and onions, in liver sauce. Which was quite good by itself, alhamdulillah. But the bun itself needed to be more like a cake, so next time I'll have to add sugar and an egg to the dough. Giving the dough a chance to rise would have helped too.
There is much international flavor for you, Mrs. Global! And the beauty of it is that you don't really have to go anywhere. InsyaAllah. Don't forget that Islam is between you and God, and that it has little to do with you and me. So much drama. Everything seems to be a matter of life and death to everyone. People are so intoxicated by fame. Me, I feel the same way I did 10 years ago, and in the same situation, but poorer. You my queen, please maintain your composure of regal purity and integrity.
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