In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello there, Julia my beloved. And how are you feeling today? Have you been busy traveling? Please get adequate rest, and eat properly. You are my love, and I love you so much.
The rain finally stopped, and I finally got around to cutting the grass at Casa de Julia inshaAllah. There seems to be a lot of clover growing there, and at my little house too. I like clover, because it's short, pretty, and it doesn't allow the long grass to grow. The southeast corner is quite congested, and there seems to be a lot of standing water there. Also, tapioca seems to be growing out of control there. My Mom loves tapioca. I'm getting bored with just maintenance. I think tomorrow evening, I'll chop down a tree. Perhaps an oppressive corporation will tumble down as well.
I'm certain now more than ever that little Fluffy Ramadan was once a market cat. I was carrying in 3 grocery bags full of fresh groceries, and she showed an obnoxiously keen interest in them, trying ot rip them to shreds to spill the contents inside. However, when grocery bags are reused for trash, she ignores them. I had a dream about her last night, where I was trying to take her to the vet because she was so hammered, and her internal organs were showing. She kept trying to flee all the way, and then she became transparent. But we did make it to the vet. Then this morning, she looked at me from the corner of her eyes, then flashed her eyes at me.
Friday, September 13, 2013
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Letter to Julia 20130912
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Well, I was all set to come in and blog yesterday, I even shaved and all that, but the rain didn't really stop until the afternoon, and by that time it was time to voice train. The after that, it started to rain again. I sure hope it doesn't flood again. The rain isn't pelting down, but it hasn't stopped yet.
Listening to a singer on a recording is not the same as listening to a singer performing live. Especially a singer with a resonant voice. The air pressure from the PA system can move and vibrate objects, and then there's the reaction of the environment. Subhanallah. I have a bassey voice, which the bass would not be noticed if you were to listen to me on Skype for instance. I want to get an 18 inch speaker with a 1000 watt amp to drive it along with a crossover to go along with my karaoke setup that I have right now, inshaAllah. Then I can really start to move objects. But perhaps Allah will grant me something better and more powerful.
Which makes me smile. Musical instruments really wouldn't have much use, or bring much satisfaction in heaven. But here on earth in this life, they are useful as weapons. To put fear into the enemies of Allah, Who watches them as they plot.
But if they happen to plan secretly for justice, goodwill, and conciliation, then may Allah bless their work.
Well, I was all set to come in and blog yesterday, I even shaved and all that, but the rain didn't really stop until the afternoon, and by that time it was time to voice train. The after that, it started to rain again. I sure hope it doesn't flood again. The rain isn't pelting down, but it hasn't stopped yet.
Listening to a singer on a recording is not the same as listening to a singer performing live. Especially a singer with a resonant voice. The air pressure from the PA system can move and vibrate objects, and then there's the reaction of the environment. Subhanallah. I have a bassey voice, which the bass would not be noticed if you were to listen to me on Skype for instance. I want to get an 18 inch speaker with a 1000 watt amp to drive it along with a crossover to go along with my karaoke setup that I have right now, inshaAllah. Then I can really start to move objects. But perhaps Allah will grant me something better and more powerful.
Which makes me smile. Musical instruments really wouldn't have much use, or bring much satisfaction in heaven. But here on earth in this life, they are useful as weapons. To put fear into the enemies of Allah, Who watches them as they plot.
But if they happen to plan secretly for justice, goodwill, and conciliation, then may Allah bless their work.
Letter to Julia 20130911
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Well, I was all set up to cut some grass over at Casa de Julia inshaAllah. I had my boots on, I just changed the blade on the grass cutter and refueled it, and I had just cleared out the area by the ancient amra tree, when it started to rain. So I ran for cover under my porch, and gaped at the rain until it subsided. Then I began again to cut the grass, then it really began to pour, so I gave it up for the day, and did my laundry instead. And it's still raining right now. I'm trying my best to please Allah, and I pray you are being good. Please be a good Muslim. My love and my life isn't going to do you any good if Allah doesn't love you. So please try your sincere best to be a good Muslim. You don't have to around asking questions about the Qur'an and Islam so much that it makes your life difficult (in fact it's forbidden for you to do so), just do the best you can with the situation Allah has given you. Nobody's perfect, least of all me, but at least be sincere. Meanwhile, I'll keep on trying to build Casa de Julia. InshaAllah.
Say, I saw that headline on Yahoo about Doutzen claiming to be the reason why many women have unhappy expectations about themselves, or something to that effect. If it's true she said that, then isn't that a rather conceited thing to say? She is pretty, but if she did say that, then perhaps she not would make a good Muslim. But I'm not God, so I'm not the one to judge. Perhaps Allah will forgive her.
Well, I was all set up to cut some grass over at Casa de Julia inshaAllah. I had my boots on, I just changed the blade on the grass cutter and refueled it, and I had just cleared out the area by the ancient amra tree, when it started to rain. So I ran for cover under my porch, and gaped at the rain until it subsided. Then I began again to cut the grass, then it really began to pour, so I gave it up for the day, and did my laundry instead. And it's still raining right now. I'm trying my best to please Allah, and I pray you are being good. Please be a good Muslim. My love and my life isn't going to do you any good if Allah doesn't love you. So please try your sincere best to be a good Muslim. You don't have to around asking questions about the Qur'an and Islam so much that it makes your life difficult (in fact it's forbidden for you to do so), just do the best you can with the situation Allah has given you. Nobody's perfect, least of all me, but at least be sincere. Meanwhile, I'll keep on trying to build Casa de Julia. InshaAllah.
Say, I saw that headline on Yahoo about Doutzen claiming to be the reason why many women have unhappy expectations about themselves, or something to that effect. If it's true she said that, then isn't that a rather conceited thing to say? She is pretty, but if she did say that, then perhaps she not would make a good Muslim. But I'm not God, so I'm not the one to judge. Perhaps Allah will forgive her.
Monday, September 9, 2013
Letter to Julia 20130910
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Well, I haven't gotten around to making chicken stew yet, so I hope you're not getting too hungry, darling. I did go and buy the white meat, and I cut the bones off, and peeled the skin off. But my Dad gave me 3 kilos of clams. 3 kilos! I could eat 3 kilos of clams. But should I? You want some? Whether or not I eat all of them, the clams won't keep, and need to be cooked immediately. As you know, clam broth is most of the flavor, so I made a fond of garlic, onions, lemongrass, and chilli paste. It turned out kind of soupy, so I wish I had some noodles. But I didn't eat all the 3 kilos. I only ate 2 kilos.
Fresh clam broth is a perfect food- it doesn't really need anything else. I should have just roasted some clams in a closed pot, but it didn't occur to me to do so until later. Just like fresh mackerel roe is a perfect food. All the fish in the half kilo I bought for Batty had roe, which I ate while I was gutting the fish. All the heavenly foods will be in heaven, minus the corruption and decay. We can be in heaven together, inshaAllah. This world has much suffering and heartache, but if we endure and earn our place in heaven inshaAllah, it will be better and more lasting than this world.
Well, I haven't gotten around to making chicken stew yet, so I hope you're not getting too hungry, darling. I did go and buy the white meat, and I cut the bones off, and peeled the skin off. But my Dad gave me 3 kilos of clams. 3 kilos! I could eat 3 kilos of clams. But should I? You want some? Whether or not I eat all of them, the clams won't keep, and need to be cooked immediately. As you know, clam broth is most of the flavor, so I made a fond of garlic, onions, lemongrass, and chilli paste. It turned out kind of soupy, so I wish I had some noodles. But I didn't eat all the 3 kilos. I only ate 2 kilos.
Fresh clam broth is a perfect food- it doesn't really need anything else. I should have just roasted some clams in a closed pot, but it didn't occur to me to do so until later. Just like fresh mackerel roe is a perfect food. All the fish in the half kilo I bought for Batty had roe, which I ate while I was gutting the fish. All the heavenly foods will be in heaven, minus the corruption and decay. We can be in heaven together, inshaAllah. This world has much suffering and heartache, but if we endure and earn our place in heaven inshaAllah, it will be better and more lasting than this world.
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.
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.
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!
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!
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