Sunday, May 10, 2015

Letter to Erin 20150511

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

**sniffle**  I caught the sniffles today.  Finally, after more than a month into the rainy season.  It would be nice not to have to catch it at all.  But the flu has proven throughout human history to be unconquerable.  This time, the Flu Virus Collective made its move at 9 am.  So I sneezed more than a couple of times, but not enough to stop me from tending to my cats and plants, then cutting the grass.  When the runny nose really kicked in was precisely at voice training time.  Good planning, huh?  So I had to slog through my work uncomfortably, until right after 4 pm I dropped to my knees and drained my sinus cavity.  You know something?  God put this thing we call a nose in the middle of our face with 2 holes facing downwards, it must have some sort of purpose.  Since the flu is unbeatable, these nostrils must be for dumping the sinus cavity.  The procedure works quite well, I must say.  Gross as it may be, the snots are under control and didn't go down my throat, and I am functioning normally but with the residue of a headache left from emptying the sinus cavity.  Aspirin.

What is "girl rot"?  I believe the world is suffering from "girl rot".  Is it that people don't know what's girly anymore?  High heels, boobs, butt, slutty dress... then they go on Springer, saying "I was born a man."  Since the advent of plastic surgery and the slutty dress, anyone can be girly.  But "girl rot" is something different.  MashaAllah.  You are MY girl, and that makes you the most beautiful girl in the world to me.  So some other girls get so jealous of you that they create their own personal world crisis.  It's almost like a disease for cats.  You know how all cats can look the same, except for cats that are loved become beautiful.

Erin, you are MY girl.  I love you, and I need you.

Qur'an 20150511

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

25.  And when Our Clear Signs are rehearsed to them, their argument is nothing but this: they say, "Bring back our forefathers, if what you say is true!"

26.  Say, "It is Allah Who gives you life, then gives you death, then God will gather you together for the Day of Judgement about which there is no doubt," but most humans do not understand.

The Kneeling Down 45:25-26
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It is Allah Who gives you life, then gives you death, then God will gather you together for the Day of Judgement about which there is no doubt.

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Letter to Erin 20150510

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

FASHION!!  Turn to the left!















FASHION!!  Turn to the right!















Erin, you are MY girl.  I love you, and I need you.


Friday, May 8, 2015

Letter to Erin 20150509

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

Hello there Erin, my most beautiful friend and love.  How are you feeling today?  I pray you are feeling great.  Because I love you, and I need you. 

Today is Friday.  Every Friday I have to attend Friday prayers, so I try not to go anywhere in the morning, so I can get there early.  Today I was there first.  When one has a routine based on the instructions of the Qur'an, it becomes much easier to observe how life and the environment responds to Allah.  Certainly no human can accurately predict when the rain falls, but when we leave that to Allah, then Allah will grant us rain in accordance with our piety.  The skeptics maintain that the rain is just there, like life is just there, with no divine governance whatsoever.  Thus they regard the Signs of God as a joke.  When the time comes and they receive the  evidence they persistently desire, it will be in the form of a painful humiliation.  How else would you convince someone who wants his ass to be kicked before he is convinced?  But forgive them, and leave it to God to kick their asses.  After all, they are just there like the waste of our time.

Hm.  I'm watching the Donny and Marie show right now.  I used to watch this show all the time when I was small.  There were only 2 channels on TV back then.  You weren't born yet when the TV variety show was common.  How would you fit in with the Donny and Marie show?  How about those outfits, huh?  More interesting than what's going on stage is the audience.  I've never seen an audience so well behaved like in this show.  Almost like church.  Check it out.

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Letter to Erin 20150508

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

Oh hi, Erin.  I'm just sitting here wishing we were already married.  It's not a blessing that we are not, but that is meant to be.  You have your career right now, and I have to do whatever it is I have to do.  So please be patient, and wait to when Allah gives us the big Yes.  InshaAllah.

When I woke up this morning, after falling back to sleep after the dawn prayer, after waking up earlier to conduct extra worship, I ate a mango for breakfast.  It's very close to mango season, and the first ripe ones are beginning to fall.  Then I cleaned out the cat room, then I went and cleaned up at my parents' house.  Then I watered all the baby plants.  Next I planted more mangoes, after removing the pulp and seed pods of several fruit.  At this rate, I will have hundreds of seedlings by the end of this season inshaAllah.  My first harumanis/harumanis hybrids are coming along fine, but there are only 3 of them.  So far.  I deep fried a sausage calzone for lunch, then took a nap.  After voice training, I exercised then tidied up my bedroom, and after the Asr prayer I trimmed the jackfruit tree behind my house.  I took a shower and visited my Mom at the hospital.  I had dinner at Ina's restaurant, prayed the sunset prayer, now I'm writing this love letter to you.  I love you, Erin.  And I need you.

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Letter to Erin 20150507

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

Hi there, my beautiful Erin.  How are you feeling today?  I pray you are feeling healthy and confident.  My Mom's went through knee surgery today, so I pretty much spent the whole day at the hospital.  Mostly just sitting around, waiting for them to finish their work.  So I just turned on the mp3 player, and went to sleep.  At this point it seems the surgery was a success, alhamdulillah.  My Mom has a nice hospital room: a private room with her own toilet.  How classy.  Like the Ritz.

I hope you are maintaining your own medical connections, because you never know, we may have to import doctors for you.  My parents use government hospitals, mostly because my sister-in-law has a high position in their local hierarchy.  As for me, I have to self-medicate.  I've been doing so for a long time already, mostly because of hidden enemies.  Paranoid?  Maybe.  After all, prevention is better than compensative lawsuits.  But my routine isn't that special, just a lot of prayer, prevention, balance, and early detection.  Of course I can't force that on you too much because you are a foreign wife in the Public Eye, so you would have to suffer the hospital, hopefully not 3rd or 4th class.  But that is all conditional on my being able to afford you the best married life inshaAllah.  Never expect the Public Eye to come to your rescue.  The Public Eye is there to gloat and be entertained by our suffering, then act indignant after we die.  God is the One Who protects and saves. 

Your intelligence is valuable to me, and I adore that about you.  So please learn to be as independent as possible of the global medical system.  And pray.  Good health is truly a gift from God.  So praise be to Allah, Lord of the Worlds.  Erin I love you, and I need you.

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Letter to Erin 20150506

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

Hi Erin!  My beautiful sweetheart!  How are you feeling today, you most gorgeous girl?  Mwah!  I woke up so early today.  4:30 am.  I often wake up super early to do extra worship, but today I didn't get a chance to go back to sleep.  My Mom went back to hospital for her surgery, and the chain reaction of that kept me busy.  I tried to nap on a chair during the short breaks, but that's never as good as a full 8 or 9 hours.  I read somewhere that productive adults need only 4 to 6 hours sleep.  I bet they're not models though.  So you make sure you get plenty of rest, my Rock and Roll Princess.

Now you are probably thinking about saving the brick structure of my grandfather's old house, and designing your house around that inshaAllah.  What I had planned is to burn or trash anything that's not stone or brick, then demolish the stone and brick to be used to elevate the ground floor, as a precaution against flooding.  There hasn't been any flooding in recent years since the state upgraded the drainage system around here.  But it would be easy for Allah to overcome that.  All too easy.  So I suggest you design from scratch and not try to adapt to salvaging the old house.

I'm going to try to relax now.  What's the rush anyway.  I want you to know that I love you, and I need you.