Fish smoothie

Hi Erin, how are you?  Please don't be mad at me, because I love you.  I love my wife.  Sorry I'm late today.  My parents have been out of town.  They spent the Eid at my sister's home at the nation's capitol, and I went to pick them up at the airport just now.  I hope you're feeling great, Sweetie.  The world is at your feet, so please enjoy.

Hi Canada!  How are you, ambassador?  I made a fish smoothie for Floofy last night.  You wanna try some?

Hi Pina!  How's the tummy?

Mereka datang dari belakang

I can't rap, so I don't rap, so I don't listen to rap because I don't like rap, and no I'm not rapping right now.  In the case of Tupac Shakur, it seems clear to me that his death was because he was set up by a traitor.  Tupac kept up a good front, and he had some guards to his flank, but he was separated from his guards when he was killed.  His case is still legally unsolved but legally speaking since the murder occurred in Las Vegas, the town built and owned by gangsters, means that gangsters control the enforcement and judicial system.  Which also means that any justice will remain in the "allegation" stage.  It doesn't help that Tupac knew he was going to be set up and die.  So the only forms of justice available for such a situation is prevention and God's justice, which of course will have to wait until Judgement Day.  No folks, vigilantism doesn't help at all.  Once again, Tupac's flank was compromised and that is how he got killed.  No Erin, I have no control over your flank until after we are married.  You are going to have to analyze that yourself.

Copycat?  Natty, the next video is for you.  Yes honey, you are beautiful and sexy and I love you, but the lead singer for the Cramps wore that outfit before you.  Now anybody else who tries that look will only rehash the same effect.

That's because it was a leap of faith, Pina.  I think it's too bad that you had to jump out of an airplane to achieve a taste of awareness.  But it's not easy in any case so alhamdulillah, you're alive and OK today.

Dinner last night was steamed scad stuffed with Siamese hot sour seasoning and fresh tofu.  Heaven on earth.  I used the drippings at the bottom of the steamer to flavor the noodles I had for my lunch today.

Qur'an 20170701

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

48.  But when the Truth comes to them from Ourselves, they say, "Why are not sent to him like those which were sent to Moses?"  Didn't they reject which were formerly sent to Moses?  They say, "Two kinds of sorcery, each assisting the other!"  And they say, "For us, we reject it all!"

49.  Say, "Then bring you a Book from Allah which is a better Guide than either of them, that I may follow it, if you are truthful!"

50.  But if they hearken not to you, know that they only follow their own lusts.  And who is more astray than one who follows his own lusts, devoid of guidance from Allah?  For Allah guides not people given to wrongdoing.

The Narrations 28:48-50
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Coward of the county

Oh don't worry, Honey.  Things will work out fine for us inshaAllah.  Is it better to be scared and do the "practical" thing, and make a living by getting a normal job and joining conventional society, taking and living to pay off loans etc etc?  Not for me it isn't.  It's too late for me.  If I did that, I would get wiped out for sure.  None of you would have any interest in me whatsoever.  At least by following this path, that was commanded to me by Allah by inspiration, I would have some chance of survival and prosperity.  Or should I say, absolute certainty?  InshaAllah.

Natty, you demon!  Don't be a copycat.  I noticed your Mom didn't leave a comment.  P.S. Put a shirt on, will you....

Hi Pina.

Nobody's perfect

I certainly wouldn't want you or anybody to expect perfection from me.  Even the music I make is the music of mistakes.  But that is what faith in God is for, so that Allah will compensate for our imperfections, get us through the hard times, and grant us perfection in the next life inshaAllah.  Thus this makes it obvious that those who have no faith have no hope at all.

Hm.  I don't slut around.  I have been celibate for decades already.  In fact I stay at home most of the time and make little human contact at all, so it's unlikely that I have an STD.  Yeah I know I should pray at the mosque more, but I don't want anybody else there to get harmed because of me.  My immune system seems to be quite strong.  I haven't had a cold in months, and I just got through the fasting month without any health problems at all.  I even managed to survive being poisoned earlier this year because of my immune system, alhamdulillah.  Global politics and big feet put a lot of pressure on my heart, but I remain active and can still function sexually.  I'm short sighted, but I have glasses.  I don't drink alcohol or smoke, and the only sugar I consume is in my iced tea and some sweets occasionally not every day.  I don't do drugs.  I physically heat up easily, but I do have air conditioning thank God, and have waited all my life for God to grant me financial security enough to be married, so I guess I am able hold my patience even though I do get irritated sometimes.  But I am very gentle with my cats.  I do have a desire to be a beautiful woman with a big dick, but I can wait until Allah allows me into heaven inshaAllah before I ask God for something as ridiculous as that.  But otherwise I have no desires at all.  Oh, and last night I ate too much spaghetti.

Natty, of course I haven't forgotten you!  How can I, you are so pretty!  You don't need makeup at all, but it's a job right?

And Pina, you are a chatty one right?  You can talk to me, Sweetie.

Saucy foods

I had a dream about you last night.  I don't normally relate my dreams in this public place, but this one was all about you so I think it will be OK.  I was telling my Mom that I would meet her at 4 pm to go to the library, then drove off in my Volvo station wagon.  As I was driving, I saw a group of people by the grassy side of the road.  I thought I saw you in there, so I pulled over.  You and others went into a suburban trail which was very well kept, and I followed you to a small local restaurant (no I do not recognize that restaurant and have never been there, I just know it's local), where your group started to cook food.  I went up to your table, and said "Hi Erin."  You smiled back at me, and I sat and rested my arms and head on the table then explained how to interpret the Qur'an.  You moved to a different table with one of your friends, and I went to join you.  You were crying, and I asked you why. You said, "I'm just recycling my emotions."  I forgot what I replied to you, but I had to go tell my Mom that I wouldn't be able to join her at 4 pm.  Then you left, and I yelled "Hey, where are you going?"  You drove off in your white Mercedes convertible.  I eventually tracked you down at sunset to your high rise residence, and called you on the intercom.  You came down to meet me in a T-shirt and sweatpants(!) looking somewhat disheveled.  I told you I had to go talk to my Mom, and you went back upstairs.  I left a boombox in the lobby which was playing someone reading "Al-Fatihah", and rapping the rest of Qur'an to a drum beat.  The next day I joined you at a window table.  You were eating a strawberry salad with extra Italian dressing, and you smiled at me as you ate.  I said, "You remind me of me, the way you eat.  We both like saucy foods."  Then we showed each other our bellies.

Speaking of sauce, I spent the morning making a batch of dough, and marinara sauce.  The dough is extra nice and soft and smooth today.  I had bought some really nice tomatoes, so I blended that with red chilli pepper puree, garlic, black pepper, chilli sauce (which is chilli flavored ketchup) and basil which I picked from my garden.  I still have some of that last batch of spaghetti sauce.  I think I'll have an extra large helping of spaghetti for dinner tonight, and finish it off.   Want some?

Garden

Say, that's a nice looking bamboo cluster.  Not having the grass cutter has really slowed me down in the yard.  I have quite a large area to tend, plus I have to work on the computer, plus I have to cook and feed myself.  The yard was too much to handle to begin with, now it's become a giant.  But I've gotten back to cutting the grass over at your house inshaAllah.  I just squat on the ground, and use a pair of shears.  It's a lot faster than the cangkul (hoe).  I have a nice cangkul- it's made out of railroad steel, and it can easily break stone.  The trouble is that it takes the same effort to break stone as to break grass, that's why it's so slow.  Using shears is not as fast as the grass cutter, but I think I can manage, even though squatting on the ground hurts my knees.  I need help with this garden.  I want you to help me in the garden.  Please make sure you hide your hair with a hat or something.

Natty, you're naked again!  I like it when you're naked.  The trouble is, I can't pull you closer and do things to you.  You're going to drive many men insane with desire.  So please try to dress modestly, OK?  Your sister is a cute singer, by the way.

So you did do more than one show in NYC, Pina.  Thanks for communicating with me.  It's still crummy for the time and heartache you spent there, and thinking about it irritates me.  I'm a pretty fair psychic inshaAllah, but my brain is full so I can be obtuse and forgetful at times.  That's why I ask you (and it's best for you) to always post on your Instagram, and talk to me.