Sunday, September 8, 2013

Letter to Julia 20130909

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

Hello Julia, my darling!  How are you feeling today?  I pray you are feeling AWESOME.  Today is Monday, and I'm here to blog my love for you.  I love you, Julia.  I'll probably visit the night market tonight.  It's time to buy some white meat, and to pick up more salted fish for snacking.  I have a whole lot of bamboo shoots in my cooler, so I'm planning to cook up some chicken stew soon.  I just use the bones for the stew, most of the meat I save for other purposes.  It's the bamboo shoots that are filling.  I've been making perfect tortillas lately, and they are so good, I can't seem to get enough of them.  Praise Allah!  My Dad gave me a whole bunch of canned sardines, so I've been jazzing up the sauce.  You know how sardines come soaking in a tomato sauce, which is never enough, and never powerful enough, so I spike up the sauce to go with my bread.  I'm somehow missing my rolling pin,  Which is odd, because why would I ever want, or have a reason, to take it out of my kitchen?  I told my Mom this, and she said, "Maybe a rat took it."  So in lieu of a rolling pin, I've been using a drumstick instead.  It works quite well, once I got used to it.

Friday, September 6, 2013

Letter to Julia 20130907

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

I don't really know what drives little Fluffy's craving for carrion.  I think Fluffy used to be a market cat, those cats always ate the leftover, rotting stock.  Perhaps it's just a desire for variety.  Muslims are not allowed to eat carrion.  I do enjoy ripened and fermented foods, but as they are prepared, then they should be OK inshaAllah.  I love blue cheese and gorgonzola, not just for dipping sauce for chicken wings, but just to snack, to nibble while I watch TV.  I can't find blue cheese here in Malaysia, especially with my current economics, so for years I have been craving it.  Then I found a worthy substitute: cured salted fish.  Yum!  It took a while to discover, but it was was worth it.  Now I have something to nibble.

How's business, Julia?  I hope they are not making you feel like a clown.  There is no need to be divided about the hypocrites.  Just squash them.  Unless they refuse to fight, and they keep their peace.  And no, I'm not comparing Fluffy to you.  You are my queen, I am so proud of you, and I want you to be happy and confident.  I try with all my heart not to say words that would hurt your feelings.  Sometimes I like to joke, so you can perhaps smile a little, but I'm not perfect, and I can make mistakes, so please have mercy on me if I slip.  But otherwise, I take great care not to say things that would make you feel bad.  I love you.  You are the most beautiful girl in the world, and I want to marry you.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Letter to Julia 20130904

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

YOOOOOLIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

Not just to vindicate the weak and the innocent, but to vindicate them for the love of Allah.  That is what is important.

Fluffy is such a little barbarian, Julia.  You wouldn't think so from looking at her.  She's such a miniature little kitty, and she's so cute with her fluffy, long, blond and white fur, but she's a barbarian.  She refuses to use the cat box, so don't ever let her into the house if you don't intend to keep an eye on her.  And her appetite is out of control... she'll eat anything!  She's been having diarrhea lately, and I've been wondering why.  But today, I saw her eat a 3 day old lizard carcass.  Bleah!  No wonder her tummy hurts!

Qur'an 20130904

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

77.  Have you not turned your vision to those who were told to restrain their hands, but establish regular prayers, and spend in regular charity?  When the order for fighting was issued to them, behold!  A section of them feared men as, or even more than, they should have feared Allah.  They said, "Our Lord!  Why have You ordered us to fight?  Would You not grant us respite to our term, near?"  Say, "Short is the enjoyment of this world.  The Hereafter is best for those who do right.  Never will you be dealt with unjustly in the very least!"

78.  Wherever you are, death will find you out, even if you are in towers built up strong and high!  If some good befalls them, they say, "This is from Allah."  But if evil, they say, "This is from you."  Say, "All things are from Allah."  But what has come to these people, that they fail to understand a single fact?

The Women 4:77-78
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Short is the enjoyment of this world.  The Hereafter is best for those who do right.  Never will you be dealt with unjustly in the very least!

All things are from Allah.

Monday, September 2, 2013

Letter to Julia 20130903

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

Rain, rain, rain.  It's raining again, Julia.  I'm writing my love to you, and it's raining.  Well, I pray that Allah is pleased with me.  I had some beef tenderloin in my cooler, which is awesomely tasty and tender, so I cooked it up for dinner.  I picked up some oyster mushrooms at the night market.  Oyster mushrooms don't cook evenly, so I separate the stems from the caps, and I blast the heat on the stems, in this case, when I cooked the steak.  The stems actually had the taste and texture of the steak.  All the caps needed was hot water and salt, for mucho flavor.  Don't forget to drain them.

Before that, I tended to Casa de Julia inshaAllah.  Cutting grass and vines by the ditch.  I've been missing coconuts lately, I sure hope there isn't coconut thief about.  Not that I use them all that often.  I have a few more trees to chop down, but it's  been so wet that I may not have the chance to burn them.  I started a lemongrass patch about a week ago, and it's coming up nicely.  You should check out my aloe vera patch.  Aloe grows wild in Arizona, but not here in Malaysia.  I think it's because it's way too damp, so I planted the aloe on a little hill, so water doesn't coagulate, and now the plant is multiplying nicely.

Some people are confused as to whether or not a population is being oppressed.  It is deluded to think that young children can be members of a subversive organization.  The correct thing to do is to vindicate them for the love of God.  To help and rescue them for the love of Allah.

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Letter to Julia 20130902

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

Hi Julia  Mow are you today my love?  Wow, it's September already, huh?  Next month will be October, and then it will be..... November!!!  I'm sure you are busy, so please take good care of yourself.  You must be having your photo taken for Voggooey magazine and showing off the latest Hot Cooter.  I'm sorry!  That was stupid, I know.  But I couldn't resist it.  Just trying to make you smile!  Has the fashion biz become weird and scary?  We'll be OK, inshaAllah.  You're MY girl.  I love you.

It's raining right now.  It started raining after 4pm, beginning with a perpetual rumbling of thunder, kind of like someone holding down on of the low keys on a synthesizer.  The sky was growling.  I'm watching Shadowplay TV.

Friday, August 30, 2013

Letter to Julia 20130831

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

As you know, there is a cherry tree outside my bedroom window.  The leaves spread outwards towards the road like a big portabella mushroom, and it effectively hides me from the elementary school traffic like a curtain.  I trimmed it last week, and it looks great right now.  I usually peer outside while watching Shadowplay TV while voice training, and observe the passers by.  The windows don't open up all the way because they're old, I don't turn on the lights, so theoretically I can't be seen, except by an infrared camera of course.  There were these 2 birds perched on one of the branches, staring at me through the cracks of my window while I was voice training today.  They were sitting in the shadows side by side, watching me, shrouded in darkness.  Very creepy.

Freedom is great alhamdulillah, but really, we are not free.  The wise are aware that there are consequences to actions, and if you don't want to taste the consequences, then your actions are restricted.  Unlike the poor man, whose life is a prison of his poverty.  All my musical career, I've been restricted by my finances, by my enemies for the most part.  Now it's come to this, where I have turned to Allah, and Allah has rendered the media groups and consultants irrelevant.  Glory to Allah!  Perhaps they should have given me all the money I wanted, and maybe they would have got the results they desire?  But I don't really want their money anyway.  So instead of practicing sorcery, how about they free one of their slaves?  Or stop their car to feed someone who will work for food?  No, don't poison them.  Or perhaps they could aid one of their relatives who happens to be an orphan?

Ya Allah, please grant me wealth that is 100% halal and comes directly from You, to give my Julia a happy and secure married life, and to obtain all the tools and instruments I want to create music that pleases You.