In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello there, my beautiful Erin! Are you feeling lonely at the top? Well, I am feeling lonely without you. I love you with all my heart, and I wish to be with you always. I want to marry you, my beautiful Erin. I will marry you, inshaAllah. I love you, and I need you.
These first few days of the fasting month is usually the most difficult for me, so today I took it super easy. I just lounged around in bed, watched TV, worked on your house plans a little, then took a nap before the mid day prayer and voice training. Singing for 2 hours straight while fasting is SO hard. Ugh. For some reason, my legs were the most tired. What is this weight when I sing? Do ghosts have weight? Once I get past the Asr prayer, it's usually easy sailing. And I was able to a little yard work. It's that singing... I don't eat big for breaking fast. Just some chili and sliced bread. When I get up to eat next morning inshaAllah, it's going to be rice and tofu. Almost vegetarian: I'll break an egg on top of the tofu block. Care to join me?
Thursday, June 18, 2015
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150618
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Oh hi, Erin! How are you doing, Sweetie? I just got back from the first "taraweeh" prayer, the optional group prayer during Ramadan, which commences right after the night prayer. Ramadan is very social for me, which can get uncomfortable for me. I'm quite a loner, you know. I'm trying to picture what it will be like when we are married inshaAllah, and we go to this prayer together. We would most likely be with each other until the actual prayer, when men and women split ranks. I have this picture in my head that unless you have your friends with you, you would be playing with your smartphone back there. Please try not to do that.
It's almost time to get to sleep, if I want to wake up at 3 am or something to cook and eat. I usually write right after dinner, after the sunset prayer. So there's a change of habit, what is time anyway. Actually, I rather enjoy Ramadan. You take care of yourself, and get plenty of rest. I love you, and I need you.
Oh hi, Erin! How are you doing, Sweetie? I just got back from the first "taraweeh" prayer, the optional group prayer during Ramadan, which commences right after the night prayer. Ramadan is very social for me, which can get uncomfortable for me. I'm quite a loner, you know. I'm trying to picture what it will be like when we are married inshaAllah, and we go to this prayer together. We would most likely be with each other until the actual prayer, when men and women split ranks. I have this picture in my head that unless you have your friends with you, you would be playing with your smartphone back there. Please try not to do that.
It's almost time to get to sleep, if I want to wake up at 3 am or something to cook and eat. I usually write right after dinner, after the sunset prayer. So there's a change of habit, what is time anyway. Actually, I rather enjoy Ramadan. You take care of yourself, and get plenty of rest. I love you, and I need you.
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150617
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
So tomorrow is Ramadan. That's Thursday. Today is my Mom's birthday. Of course it means something, she's my Mom! Happy Birthday Mom! I bought her a new headscarf. I love you, Mom! But tomorrow is when the fasting month begins. What will you be doing? While it's true that I cannot be married to a non-Muslim, if you were to conduct worship just to please me and/or to show off to people, then don't even bother. What God cares about is your sincerity, and so do I. But if you are sincere, then don't call it a diet. Call it "fasting". This is where you abstain from food, drink, and sexual activity from dawn to sunset. Don't swear or pick your nose, either. The day before and before dawn of the fast, voice in your heart, "I hereby fast tomorrow, this month of Ramadan of this year, for the sake of Allah, the Most High." If you are on your period, then you are exempted from fasting, but you must make the day/days up later before the next Ramadan.
Ow, I hurt my back somehow. Maybe I did my scrunchies, I mean crunches, wrong. No, I think it was all the time I spent on the seat of my motorcycle. For dinner, it was rice with tofu cooked in a sauce made of sweet bean paste, sugar, hot pepper puree, garlic, onion, ginger, chillis, sugar, and palm oil, with finely sliced steak sprinkled on top. Very delicious, and very filling. Alhamdulillah. I wish you had joined me for dinner, because I'm stuffed right now. Time to relax. Erin I love you, and I need you.
So tomorrow is Ramadan. That's Thursday. Today is my Mom's birthday. Of course it means something, she's my Mom! Happy Birthday Mom! I bought her a new headscarf. I love you, Mom! But tomorrow is when the fasting month begins. What will you be doing? While it's true that I cannot be married to a non-Muslim, if you were to conduct worship just to please me and/or to show off to people, then don't even bother. What God cares about is your sincerity, and so do I. But if you are sincere, then don't call it a diet. Call it "fasting". This is where you abstain from food, drink, and sexual activity from dawn to sunset. Don't swear or pick your nose, either. The day before and before dawn of the fast, voice in your heart, "I hereby fast tomorrow, this month of Ramadan of this year, for the sake of Allah, the Most High." If you are on your period, then you are exempted from fasting, but you must make the day/days up later before the next Ramadan.
Ow, I hurt my back somehow. Maybe I did my scrunchies, I mean crunches, wrong. No, I think it was all the time I spent on the seat of my motorcycle. For dinner, it was rice with tofu cooked in a sauce made of sweet bean paste, sugar, hot pepper puree, garlic, onion, ginger, chillis, sugar, and palm oil, with finely sliced steak sprinkled on top. Very delicious, and very filling. Alhamdulillah. I wish you had joined me for dinner, because I'm stuffed right now. Time to relax. Erin I love you, and I need you.
Monday, June 15, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150616
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi Erin, dearest heart. How are you feeling today, my beloved? Did you buy yourself some nice suits for work? If you did, I want to see you wear them. I love a beautiful woman in a beautiful suit. I want to see YOU wearing beautiful suits. That would be such a turn on!
I'm still bumming out over my kitty, but otherwise it's just another everyday day for me here. In the morning, I drove over to a government agriculture research and development institute to show them my mango plants, and the guy there confirmed that my mangoes were 100% harumanis. I got lost trying to find the place: it was way out in the sticks and I almost wound up in the next state, putting around slowly on my motorcycle so as to not harm the baby mangoes in my basket. But I got home in time for a nap before the mid day prayer, so I didn't fall into a coma during voice training. It was too wet in the evening to do any grass cutting, so I just spent some time with my baby mangoes.
Dinner is steak and potatoes! I threw some cubed potatoes, garlic, onions, hot peppers, and coriander seeds into a small wok then fried them up in super hot oil until the garlic and onions turned black. I ate that with sliced steak. Quite yummy, if I may say so. Would you like some? No kissy kissy! Garlic breath! Stainless steel absorbs garlic, so we'll have to suck on steel spoons before any kissy kissy. Mwah! I love you, and I need you.
Hi Erin, dearest heart. How are you feeling today, my beloved? Did you buy yourself some nice suits for work? If you did, I want to see you wear them. I love a beautiful woman in a beautiful suit. I want to see YOU wearing beautiful suits. That would be such a turn on!
I'm still bumming out over my kitty, but otherwise it's just another everyday day for me here. In the morning, I drove over to a government agriculture research and development institute to show them my mango plants, and the guy there confirmed that my mangoes were 100% harumanis. I got lost trying to find the place: it was way out in the sticks and I almost wound up in the next state, putting around slowly on my motorcycle so as to not harm the baby mangoes in my basket. But I got home in time for a nap before the mid day prayer, so I didn't fall into a coma during voice training. It was too wet in the evening to do any grass cutting, so I just spent some time with my baby mangoes.
Dinner is steak and potatoes! I threw some cubed potatoes, garlic, onions, hot peppers, and coriander seeds into a small wok then fried them up in super hot oil until the garlic and onions turned black. I ate that with sliced steak. Quite yummy, if I may say so. Would you like some? No kissy kissy! Garlic breath! Stainless steel absorbs garlic, so we'll have to suck on steel spoons before any kissy kissy. Mwah! I love you, and I need you.
Sunday, June 14, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150615
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Are you mad at me again? You probably have good reason, and I don't blame you. I still can't afford to buy you a ring, and to build your house. Please forgive me, and be patient with me. I have no choice but to live for Allah. It's because of this music, you see. Whatever happens, please know that you are my girl, and I love you, and I need you. I want to marry you.
---- has always been the runt of the family. She was always the last to get to a nipple and needed help to get there, and going into heat gave her such a hammering each time. But she managed to grow up into a beautiful little kitty, a little waif girl. Yesterday evening, she was eating normally and had lots of energy. Then this morning, Sunday at 5:30 am, she didn't want to eat her breakfast. She was in heat all week so I didn't think too much of it. Then at 8 am, I noticed she had trouble breathing. I found it was serious: she had pneumonia. To fall ill on a weekend around here is death for a cat, because the vet is closed. And there was nothing I could do, but watch her die. She drew her last breath at 10 am. It happened so quickly, she was still so soft and beautiful when she died. There was no fever, no stuffed nose, nothing but a swift pneumonia. There was so much water in her lungs Erin, it was pouring out. It were as if she had drowned. Which is perplexing to me, because she spent her whole life indoors, and my house is warm and dry. I buried her by a banana tree at your house inshaAllah. When I went to pick her body up to put her down into her grave, she was lying in a puddle of water. Poor little kitty, I loved her so much. From Allah is our origin, and to Allah is our return. I hate losing a cat. It's one of the worst feelings on earth. 4 days before Ramadan.
There are no coincidences, so you may be wondering what Allah means by this. I think I know.
Are you mad at me again? You probably have good reason, and I don't blame you. I still can't afford to buy you a ring, and to build your house. Please forgive me, and be patient with me. I have no choice but to live for Allah. It's because of this music, you see. Whatever happens, please know that you are my girl, and I love you, and I need you. I want to marry you.
---- has always been the runt of the family. She was always the last to get to a nipple and needed help to get there, and going into heat gave her such a hammering each time. But she managed to grow up into a beautiful little kitty, a little waif girl. Yesterday evening, she was eating normally and had lots of energy. Then this morning, Sunday at 5:30 am, she didn't want to eat her breakfast. She was in heat all week so I didn't think too much of it. Then at 8 am, I noticed she had trouble breathing. I found it was serious: she had pneumonia. To fall ill on a weekend around here is death for a cat, because the vet is closed. And there was nothing I could do, but watch her die. She drew her last breath at 10 am. It happened so quickly, she was still so soft and beautiful when she died. There was no fever, no stuffed nose, nothing but a swift pneumonia. There was so much water in her lungs Erin, it was pouring out. It were as if she had drowned. Which is perplexing to me, because she spent her whole life indoors, and my house is warm and dry. I buried her by a banana tree at your house inshaAllah. When I went to pick her body up to put her down into her grave, she was lying in a puddle of water. Poor little kitty, I loved her so much. From Allah is our origin, and to Allah is our return. I hate losing a cat. It's one of the worst feelings on earth. 4 days before Ramadan.
There are no coincidences, so you may be wondering what Allah means by this. I think I know.
Saturday, June 13, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150614
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi Erin! How are you feeling today, my beloved? I pray you are feeling healthy and happy, and having a great time. Just be sure to maintain your prayers. Nothing much going on today for me. It rained a lot in the morning, so I wasn't able to go out as I had planned. I wanted to buy more flour. Lunch wasn't all that special. I had to finish off those small won ton skins, so I just stuffed them with the rest of the fish balls, since my paste didn't work too well. The rained stopped in the evening, so after the Asr prayer I was able to cut grass over at your house inshaAllah. I went out after, to get gasoline and I bought fried noodles for dinner. Yeah, I don't feel like cooking. But also I won't be eating out much during Ramadan, which starts next Thursday. Right now, I'm going to just relax. My legs are tired. Wish you were here with me. I love you, and I need you.
Hi Erin! How are you feeling today, my beloved? I pray you are feeling healthy and happy, and having a great time. Just be sure to maintain your prayers. Nothing much going on today for me. It rained a lot in the morning, so I wasn't able to go out as I had planned. I wanted to buy more flour. Lunch wasn't all that special. I had to finish off those small won ton skins, so I just stuffed them with the rest of the fish balls, since my paste didn't work too well. The rained stopped in the evening, so after the Asr prayer I was able to cut grass over at your house inshaAllah. I went out after, to get gasoline and I bought fried noodles for dinner. Yeah, I don't feel like cooking. But also I won't be eating out much during Ramadan, which starts next Thursday. Right now, I'm going to just relax. My legs are tired. Wish you were here with me. I love you, and I need you.
Friday, June 12, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150613
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
What, you're mad at me again? Because I complained about doing a little house cleaning? I'll admit that I loathe house cleaning, but I'll do some. I like a clean house, but I hate house cleaning. That's not hypocrisy- it's laziness. You have no idea how many tasks I have on my plate, plus I need to relax, so I am able to work. The day will come when I will have to focus on studio work, and I won't be able to do much of anything else. Right now, I don't have the musical instruments and studio equipment, plus the means of duplication and printing. But when Allah grants me thus inshaAllah, I'm going to be trapped inside the studio.
I'm having chicken wings tonight. Wanna join me for dinner, Sweetheart? Squid freezes up well, so I'll just save it for later. Maybe fried calamari. Right now it's time to make a batch of dough. I like making my dough hard lately. So it would be ready to use in 3 days. I don't work in a restaurant anymore, so I don't have to feed any patrons. Right now I'm watching "The Computer Wore Tennis Shoes"- the old one, from 1969 I think. Snake Plissken looks so young and clean cut! Wanna snuggle up to a movie? I love you Erin, and I need you.
What, you're mad at me again? Because I complained about doing a little house cleaning? I'll admit that I loathe house cleaning, but I'll do some. I like a clean house, but I hate house cleaning. That's not hypocrisy- it's laziness. You have no idea how many tasks I have on my plate, plus I need to relax, so I am able to work. The day will come when I will have to focus on studio work, and I won't be able to do much of anything else. Right now, I don't have the musical instruments and studio equipment, plus the means of duplication and printing. But when Allah grants me thus inshaAllah, I'm going to be trapped inside the studio.
I'm having chicken wings tonight. Wanna join me for dinner, Sweetheart? Squid freezes up well, so I'll just save it for later. Maybe fried calamari. Right now it's time to make a batch of dough. I like making my dough hard lately. So it would be ready to use in 3 days. I don't work in a restaurant anymore, so I don't have to feed any patrons. Right now I'm watching "The Computer Wore Tennis Shoes"- the old one, from 1969 I think. Snake Plissken looks so young and clean cut! Wanna snuggle up to a movie? I love you Erin, and I need you.
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