In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
32. Say, "Who has forbidden the beautiful of Allah, which God has provided for God's servants, clean and pure, for sustenance?" Say, "They are, in the life of this world, purely for them on the Day of Judgment." Thus do We explain the Signs in detail for those who understand.
33. Say, "The things that my Lord has indeed forbidden are shameful deeds whether open or secret, sins or trespasses against truth or reason, assigning of partners to Allah for which God has given no authority, and saying things about Allah for which you have no knowledge."
Hi Natty! How are you today? I hope you are well, and having a blast. Today is Friday over here. The morning was pretty chill. I did my laundry, then had ramen for lunch as usual. Oh my God, I'm so serious about my ramen. Right now I'm using beef neck bones for soup stock. The chunk I used today turned out to not have any bone in it at all! It was all meat! What's up with that? The flavor was OK, though. Well, the mind and the stomach have a close connection. Perhaps the flavor was psychosomatic. The evening was busy, however. But I managed to get everything I needed done by sunset, so I don't have to go downtown anytime this weekend inshaAllah.
Wow, it looks like Climate Justice is en vogue right now. It's because of you, my Precious Princess! Good job, Honey! I'm a big fan of Bootsy Collins, especially the stuff he did in Parliament/Funkadelic. Metallica is a big supporter of Climate Justice too! Isn't that right, guys?
Oh Honey, I'm sorry! I didn't notice those fashion pictures from Paris were old news until today. This means you haven't been back to France ever since... well, you know. I'm still quite displeased at what happened back then. But it's been a while ago, and I guess there's no need to make a big stink about it now. As long as it never happens again, and they always treat you very cautiously.
I'm stuffed right now. I just ate banana fritters, prawn fritters, and a kilo of fries, and I'm so damned full. I wanted more of those banana fritters that I had last Friday, I thought they were quite good. My mother didn't like them, though. My mother is a ruthless food critic. She gets the hawkers scrambling for cover, while she doesn't even need to leave her kitchen. It turned out that the banana fritters weren't as good as last Friday's. The last time was greasier, this time it tasted too cautious. I suppose I can't expect excellence from such a standard recipe. My mother liked the prawn fritters, so I thought I would try some. They tasted average to me. But anything tastes better in my latest blend of hot sauce, that's why I also downed a kilo of fries. I used a bottle of cheap chilli sauce, the type that wasn't based on ketchup. Then I blended it with green hot chilli peppers, chilli puree, and pickled soybeans. So it still has sugar in it, being the bottled sauce that it is, but now it has so much extra kick to it. The key to a great savory dipping sauce is pickled soybeans. I swear by it.
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
28. When they do that which is shameful, they say, "We found our fathers doing so," and "Allah commanded us thus." Say, "Allah never commands what is shameful. Do you say of Allah what you know not?"
29. Say, "My Lord has commanded justice, and that you set your whole selves at every time and place of prayer, and call upon God, making your devotion sincere as in God's sight. Such as God created you in the beginning, so shall you return."
Hi Natty! How are you? Are you enjoying the ride? How's your back? Please be careful and aware, because habitual injury can be irreversible. Try to find a comfortable way to labor. Sleep on the floor. I sleep on the floor, and I don't get back pain. Alhamdulillah.
It can get lonely at the top, but at least you're at the top. The good news is that nobody can ever reach God, so there will always be steps to climb. But if our agenda were anything other than God, then we're shit out of luck. Only one direction to go. So please be righteous. I love you for the sake of Allah.
Hi Natty! How are you today, my darling? I hope you are feeling great, and having a marvelous time. I'm doing fine here, alhamdulillah. I didn't have to go anywhere other than buy some breakfast for my mother, then lunch for myself, and that was just to the crossroads. Traffic is constantly murder there nowadays. It wasn't like that 10 years ago.
Are you a cowboy, Natty? Do you eat beans? Everybody knows that real cowboys eat beans! Look at Blake Shelton! After I cut the grass this evening, I had beans for dinner. I had only 3 slices of bread left, including the butt end. So I laid down some hot sauce in the pan, and heated it up. Then I put my burger on that and cooked that up. I dumped my beans on top of that and heated it until the whole mess was steaming hot, then I made a cavity in the beans and cracked an egg in there on top of the burger. I put a lid on it and when the egg was done, I scooped it out with the burger and that was my sandwich. Lookie and Adolf Kitler were all over me throughout dinner. My cats love my beans.
Hi Natty! How are you? How's business? I hope you are handling life and work well. It's business as usual over here for me. It's Monday, and everyone seems to be rushing around and standing in line to take care of business. See that old house up there? I need to buy the land (and the land where I'm living now, which is at the end of that rubber hose), tear down the old house, and build a new house for my wife in order to get married. So I need to remind everyone, if I failed to build a house here for my wife, then I will be forced to move out of this village in order to get married.
Azham Abdullah. I stream the Qur'an twice everyday at https://radio.free-shoutcast.com/site/64052 I am the guardian and representative of a singer named Mary Unknown7. Mary sings everyday from 11 pm to 1 am PDT at twitch.tv/maryunknown7
