In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi Erin! How are you feeling today, my darling? You are the most beautiful girl to me, because you are MY girl. All those other girls look like men to me. So please don't be blue, because I love you, and I need you.
It's just another everyday day here for me. I finally got the old weed whacker going again after nearly 2 weeks. It turned out that all it needed was a new spark plug. I managed to get my front yard trimmed nice and neat. I was about to do the side of the road, when it started raining again. So I went inside, took a shower and made my dinner. Fried calamari! Just the rings today, so my dinner looked very civilized. Tasted awesome too, alhamdulillah. I'm sorry, but I ate it all.
I was just working on your house plan. It's not a super big house, but it seems like a mansion to me. I just can't draw, even with CAD. At the main entrance there's a high ceiling over a bi level living area. The windows there are showroom sized on the second floor only, overlooking the garden but not the street. The bedrooms are secluded and out of sight. Right now, I'm putting in the doors and the lights. I don't have many options for lighting in Sims 3, but in real life everything will be LED. I want to use as many LED spotlights with motion detectors as possible. I work for the Cause of Allah, and as my wife it would be a different kind of reality to which you are used to, but this house is a reality I am creating for you inshaAllah. So please give yourself to Allah in all you that do, and Allah will grant us a home in heaven and victory in this life inshaAllah.
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150812
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello Sweetie! How are you feeling today? It's just another everyday day for me. I slept in this morning after the dawn prayer, and woke up at 10 am. Yawn. I'm still drowsy, and still as lazy as ever. But I had to get my ass in gear and get the grass cutter to be serviced. While I was waiting, I had brunch at the Tuesday market. Nothing special, just rice. I bought a pair of pants. Little ------- is still in heat, and she keeps demanding my attention. Or she would stick her claws in my butt. It's been raining every day, and the sand I use for the kitty litter is all wet. Sand is recyclable, it just needs time to bleach under the sun. But since it's been raining all the time, the sand doesn't make good kitty litter. So while I was bending over filling up drainage pots with sand, Bat Cat III jumped on my butt and stuck his claws into me. He probably thought it was a joke, and was trying to get some attention. But I seem to be the butt of cat jokes lately. Dinner was pepper steak on rice. Super hot and spicy! I still have some rice left, if you want some. Erin, you beautiful girl. You're MY girl. I love you, and I need you.
Hello Sweetie! How are you feeling today? It's just another everyday day for me. I slept in this morning after the dawn prayer, and woke up at 10 am. Yawn. I'm still drowsy, and still as lazy as ever. But I had to get my ass in gear and get the grass cutter to be serviced. While I was waiting, I had brunch at the Tuesday market. Nothing special, just rice. I bought a pair of pants. Little ------- is still in heat, and she keeps demanding my attention. Or she would stick her claws in my butt. It's been raining every day, and the sand I use for the kitty litter is all wet. Sand is recyclable, it just needs time to bleach under the sun. But since it's been raining all the time, the sand doesn't make good kitty litter. So while I was bending over filling up drainage pots with sand, Bat Cat III jumped on my butt and stuck his claws into me. He probably thought it was a joke, and was trying to get some attention. But I seem to be the butt of cat jokes lately. Dinner was pepper steak on rice. Super hot and spicy! I still have some rice left, if you want some. Erin, you beautiful girl. You're MY girl. I love you, and I need you.
Monday, August 10, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150811
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi Erin! How are you feeling, my love? Dinner at eight? Well, I don't have any friends to invite over, but dinner tonight is spaghetti in clam broth. Yeah! I had all this clam broth and clam meat left over, and I had to use it all up. So the concept was simple: I fried up a handful of basil leaves with garlic, then dumped in all the clam broth, then cooked it all down until there was just enough sauce to cover the spaghetti. I thought about a thickening agent like corn starch, but decided against it. I sprinkled the clam meat over the al dente pasta in a large bowl, then poured all the sauce over it. Simple, huh? Tasted good, but I'm stuffed. I had to eat your portion. I was so full, I could hardly pray. Join me for dinner next time, OK? I love you, and I need you. Now if you would please excuse me, I need to play more "Cat Goes Fishing."
Hi Erin! How are you feeling, my love? Dinner at eight? Well, I don't have any friends to invite over, but dinner tonight is spaghetti in clam broth. Yeah! I had all this clam broth and clam meat left over, and I had to use it all up. So the concept was simple: I fried up a handful of basil leaves with garlic, then dumped in all the clam broth, then cooked it all down until there was just enough sauce to cover the spaghetti. I thought about a thickening agent like corn starch, but decided against it. I sprinkled the clam meat over the al dente pasta in a large bowl, then poured all the sauce over it. Simple, huh? Tasted good, but I'm stuffed. I had to eat your portion. I was so full, I could hardly pray. Join me for dinner next time, OK? I love you, and I need you. Now if you would please excuse me, I need to play more "Cat Goes Fishing."
Sunday, August 9, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150810
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Just as a reminder, Allah forbids that you be friends with 3 types of people:
1. People who fight you because of your Islam
2. People who force you out of your home
3. People who help the people who force you out of your home.
I wish I were with you to help protect you, but Allah is the Best to protect, so please put your trust in Allah. I love you, and I need you.
In business, it is a standard practice to use something until it is used up. Elvis is a good example: he was used up. So don't allow yourself to be used up. Where is the happiness in that? Relax. Take it easy. Practice cooking or something. Play video games. Right now, I'm hooked on "Cat Goes Fishing". I'm getting good at catching sharks!
------- is the one in heat right now. She's not a howler and wriggler like ----, neither is she subtle and relaxed like mama cat Floofy. Instead she likes to amp up the naughtiness. Her favorite hobby when she's in heat is to point her pee at any amount of moisture that happens to be on the floor. Her main target is my bathroom door. She also asks for my attention, to pick her up and cuddle her. If I ignore her, then she won't hesitate to stick a claw in my butt or something. Aggressive female.
Just as a reminder, Allah forbids that you be friends with 3 types of people:
1. People who fight you because of your Islam
2. People who force you out of your home
3. People who help the people who force you out of your home.
I wish I were with you to help protect you, but Allah is the Best to protect, so please put your trust in Allah. I love you, and I need you.
In business, it is a standard practice to use something until it is used up. Elvis is a good example: he was used up. So don't allow yourself to be used up. Where is the happiness in that? Relax. Take it easy. Practice cooking or something. Play video games. Right now, I'm hooked on "Cat Goes Fishing". I'm getting good at catching sharks!
------- is the one in heat right now. She's not a howler and wriggler like ----, neither is she subtle and relaxed like mama cat Floofy. Instead she likes to amp up the naughtiness. Her favorite hobby when she's in heat is to point her pee at any amount of moisture that happens to be on the floor. Her main target is my bathroom door. She also asks for my attention, to pick her up and cuddle her. If I ignore her, then she won't hesitate to stick a claw in my butt or something. Aggressive female.
Saturday, August 8, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150809
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello there, my beloved Erin. How are you feeling today? Ya Allah, please protect my Erin, and give her good health. I am writing this letter today kind of late. It's because I woke up at 5:30 this morning. I usually wake at about that time anyway, but this morning right after the dawn prayer I went to the main market downtown. I hardly go downtown anymore, I try to make do with what I have at the kampung. There was nothing all that special downtown. The good stuff gets sold out quickly, even at 7 am. So I find value with what people overlook. I bought won tons, tofu, fish balls, and 2 kilos of lala. You remember lala, right? Those dime sized clams. Yeah, they're tiny and tedious, but they generate more meat and broth than 2 kilos of larger clams. Density. So the first thing I did when I got home was to separate the meat from the broth, which is my normal procedure with clams. By the time I got done shucking all those clams, it was 10:30 am. I was too drowsy to continue cooking, so I took a shower and a nap. I woke again at noon, made my coffee and tea, and had a small steak for lunch. Just a steak the size of a candy bar, and nothing else. Beef goes a long way. But dinner was stuffed won tons with clams, tofu, garlic, and kaffir lime leaves. Alhamdulillah! I gave some to my Mom, and ate the rest. Then after the sunset prayer, I had to take another nap.
I want you to take good, loving care of yourself in my absence. You are my Queen, and you mean the world to me. I love you, and I need you.
Hello there, my beloved Erin. How are you feeling today? Ya Allah, please protect my Erin, and give her good health. I am writing this letter today kind of late. It's because I woke up at 5:30 this morning. I usually wake at about that time anyway, but this morning right after the dawn prayer I went to the main market downtown. I hardly go downtown anymore, I try to make do with what I have at the kampung. There was nothing all that special downtown. The good stuff gets sold out quickly, even at 7 am. So I find value with what people overlook. I bought won tons, tofu, fish balls, and 2 kilos of lala. You remember lala, right? Those dime sized clams. Yeah, they're tiny and tedious, but they generate more meat and broth than 2 kilos of larger clams. Density. So the first thing I did when I got home was to separate the meat from the broth, which is my normal procedure with clams. By the time I got done shucking all those clams, it was 10:30 am. I was too drowsy to continue cooking, so I took a shower and a nap. I woke again at noon, made my coffee and tea, and had a small steak for lunch. Just a steak the size of a candy bar, and nothing else. Beef goes a long way. But dinner was stuffed won tons with clams, tofu, garlic, and kaffir lime leaves. Alhamdulillah! I gave some to my Mom, and ate the rest. Then after the sunset prayer, I had to take another nap.
I want you to take good, loving care of yourself in my absence. You are my Queen, and you mean the world to me. I love you, and I need you.
Friday, August 7, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150808
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi Sweetie! Hi there, beautiful girl! How are you feeling right now? I'm feeling extra lazier than usual. It's been raining non stop, and the temperature is nice and cold. I like it cold. Mostly because this body sweats easily, and I don't like sweating. Less discomfort, less irritating, and less laundry. In fact, I'm in the mood for a nice hot chocolate. I haven't had one of those in years! Strangely enough, I have a lot of hot chocolate mix, about a kilo. But I haven't had the craving until now, that it's nice and cold. The common brand around here is actually a malted chocolate mix. After I finish this letter, I'm going to set up my bed and play "Cat Goes Fishing". All those small fish are so annoying! But I finally earned enough to buy the Master Rod.
You're a sweet girl Erin, but you should have by now know that you can't be friends with everyone. Especially with the elevated position that Allah has bestowed on you. So treat our enemies as enemies, specifically those who oppose you for your Islam. I pray you are getting plenty of rest, eating properly, and maintaining your prayers. I love you, and I need you.
Hi Sweetie! Hi there, beautiful girl! How are you feeling right now? I'm feeling extra lazier than usual. It's been raining non stop, and the temperature is nice and cold. I like it cold. Mostly because this body sweats easily, and I don't like sweating. Less discomfort, less irritating, and less laundry. In fact, I'm in the mood for a nice hot chocolate. I haven't had one of those in years! Strangely enough, I have a lot of hot chocolate mix, about a kilo. But I haven't had the craving until now, that it's nice and cold. The common brand around here is actually a malted chocolate mix. After I finish this letter, I'm going to set up my bed and play "Cat Goes Fishing". All those small fish are so annoying! But I finally earned enough to buy the Master Rod.
You're a sweet girl Erin, but you should have by now know that you can't be friends with everyone. Especially with the elevated position that Allah has bestowed on you. So treat our enemies as enemies, specifically those who oppose you for your Islam. I pray you are getting plenty of rest, eating properly, and maintaining your prayers. I love you, and I need you.
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150807
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi there, o beautiful, sensitive soul. How are you feeling today? Not too serious, I hope? I pray you are feeling healthy and confident. I just finished eating dinner, and doing a mountain of dishes. Today was a good day for cooking, alhamdulillah. Everything turned out perfect. I ate a lot, though. Wish you were here. I love you, and I need you.
I'll be the first to admit that I'm reclusive. I do not enjoy the company of lots of people, and I have never enjoyed the company of lots of people. Prophet Muhammad (peace be on him) was gregarious, and Islam is a social religion. But I am not a prophet. I am not a spiritual leader. I am a musician. If the people need a role model, they should look at the Prophet (peace be on him). I am not a leader, I am a follower: a follower of Prophet Muhammad (peace be on him). I don't want to be worshiped, and I don't want to start a cult. Prophet Abraham (peace be on him) had to work alone. Do the learned today consider his work Islam, do they consider him a Muslim? He had to work his mission alone in a society of pagans. Would the learned today have the nerve to spread Islam alone and peacefully in a society of unbelievers? It's understandable that they would be afraid. I put my fear in Allah. I once had a taste of spreading Islam alone and peacefully in a society of unbelievers, being a lone musician in an American underground music scene. I glorified Allah with music in a society of atheists and devil worshipers. Ya Allah! I'm so grateful that You are the One Who accepts worship, not the petty humans who would throw me into the fire for any flaw. You are the One Who is Most Gracious and Most Merciful, please forgive me for my reclusiveness and other flaws, and accept my work as worship.
I'm not waiting for something that never arrives. I'm waiting for Judgement Day. I'm not a Man of the World. I'm a Man of the Afterlife.
Hi there, o beautiful, sensitive soul. How are you feeling today? Not too serious, I hope? I pray you are feeling healthy and confident. I just finished eating dinner, and doing a mountain of dishes. Today was a good day for cooking, alhamdulillah. Everything turned out perfect. I ate a lot, though. Wish you were here. I love you, and I need you.
I'll be the first to admit that I'm reclusive. I do not enjoy the company of lots of people, and I have never enjoyed the company of lots of people. Prophet Muhammad (peace be on him) was gregarious, and Islam is a social religion. But I am not a prophet. I am not a spiritual leader. I am a musician. If the people need a role model, they should look at the Prophet (peace be on him). I am not a leader, I am a follower: a follower of Prophet Muhammad (peace be on him). I don't want to be worshiped, and I don't want to start a cult. Prophet Abraham (peace be on him) had to work alone. Do the learned today consider his work Islam, do they consider him a Muslim? He had to work his mission alone in a society of pagans. Would the learned today have the nerve to spread Islam alone and peacefully in a society of unbelievers? It's understandable that they would be afraid. I put my fear in Allah. I once had a taste of spreading Islam alone and peacefully in a society of unbelievers, being a lone musician in an American underground music scene. I glorified Allah with music in a society of atheists and devil worshipers. Ya Allah! I'm so grateful that You are the One Who accepts worship, not the petty humans who would throw me into the fire for any flaw. You are the One Who is Most Gracious and Most Merciful, please forgive me for my reclusiveness and other flaws, and accept my work as worship.
I'm not waiting for something that never arrives. I'm waiting for Judgement Day. I'm not a Man of the World. I'm a Man of the Afterlife.
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