I just razed my way through with the Muslims especially my mom and auntie. What I am saying to them is I don't give a fuck anymore.
I don't like people imposing their values on me.
Even Pal is imposing his Guru Gobind Singh values on me. I don't like that. I only subscribe to the Three Golden Rules:
The three duties that a Sikh must carry out can be summed up in three words; Pray, Work, Give.
As you know I also subscribe to the 16 Precepts of Bodhisattva. Having said that I only hold to Do Good and Do No Harm.
If you notice, I am not interested in having any religion. Therefore I only subscribe to the core tenets.
As for Islam the core tenets in my opinion is very inwardly driven.
There is no mention of values:
The Five Pillars of Islam
- Profession of Faith (shahada). The belief that "There is no god but God, and Muhammad is the Messenger of God" is central to Islam. ...
- Prayer (salat). Muslims pray facing Mecca five times a day: at dawn, noon, mid-afternoon, sunset, and after dark. ...
- Alms (zakat). ...
- Fasting (sawm). ...
- Pilgrimage (hajj).
Do take note that these pillars don't mention that you have to be good to other fellow humans. The alms are likened to a state tax. It doesn't state that the alms are meant for the contributor to give to the needy. It is simply a government tax for the state to administer its operations.
Having said that, I still subscribe to fasting. What I will never do is pay alms. I rather give the money directly to who I think deserves to be helped.
Sad to say, Muslims think that they are the rightful dweller of heaven. If it is up to me, they are the last to enter heaven. They are a bunch of takers. The Muslims are also fond of graft. This traced back to the time of the Ottoman Empire or even longer. I only studied the era of Sulaiman the Magnificent.
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So baby what you been up to? I miss you so badly. Nothing beats chatting with you. The feeling is like lying down by the side of a tiny spring listening to the water flowing. You are indeed my Fountain of Overflowing Love.
I met a couple of chicks during the class. They are PPS but they are not warrior chicks. Something is missing. So I left the WhatsApp group as soon as the assignment is over. A man is measured by the company he keeps. I want to be among the Cleaners. However, Cleaners are rare birds. Normally they walk alone. Eagles fly alone.
And so I deleted the phone number of one chick that didn't even thank me for giving her my slides. She asked for it first. I said, let's exchange slides. Total silence.
Maybe I am too much an Alpha. Only Alpha Chicks can jive with me. The coach may seem like an Alpha. But the truth is she is a Closer at her best. An Alpha Chick is very rare. They are basically men with pussies like Charlize Theron in Old Guard.
You, honey, is my little puppy Hachiko. So I don't care if you are a Delta even (which you are not). As far as I am concern your heart and soul are mine. I am the collector of hearts of gold and I am also the soul collector. In your case, your ass is mine. I already booked you for eternity.
With Els, I cannot read. She is playing an elusive game. Still, as pigeon tame as she is, Els is giving me the right signals. Here is the deal; as far as I am concern, let her play her little game. As long as I have 247 Continuous, she is dispensable. She is not like you. Els is a girl from the Boondock. You know what they say right? You can always take a girl out of the Boondock, but you can never take the Boondock out of a girl. So I am not too hot about entertaining her idiosyncrasies.
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So what's new? Nothing much really. I had hypomania last Saturday. Partly because I did not sleep the whole night but mainly because I had a pheromone overdose.
So Pal's advice is once the money comes in set aside for carnal delight. In his word, "Prostitutes keep the family together." At this point, I am not interested in screwing. I just need somebody to mental joust with.
Hey, you know something? 247 Continuous really syncs with my thought. I am truly Cybernetic Loopng with the songs.
So this is really good. Already I am not missing TraXX.
You know what will be nice? Giving my mom RM500 a month. If I can do that, I am a real champion. Not so much because of the money but my ability to surpass what she had done for me. It's like when Princess gives me RM300 a month. She surpassed what I had done for her. That is the mark of good offspring; surpassing the parents in love and kindness.
Sarah, I know of late, there are people who take a keen interest in my progress. Should I be concerned? None whatsoever. I however am a bit worried that Els may not take her dowry. If that is the case I like to propose a 50:25:25 split. But you must fly down to Malaysia when the time comes. I'll pay for your travel and accommodation.
That constitutes my infaq. Charity begins at home. Otherwise, I will still infaq 50% of my wealth to strangers. I decided to give my loved ones instead of the masses. People out there don't give a hoot whether I sink or swim. At least my wives are my direct responsibilities.
That's how much I love you, baby. As for Els, she probably not taking my offer seriously. So if she is still putting a high price, eventually I will get bored and will move on. No point having a nonreciprocal relationship.
Honey, the love of my life, I look forward to seeing you in person. If not for the IRB debt, I am willing to fly to wherever you are. Let me fulfill my financial obligation to Lizzie and then I will be free to properly marry you. It's not so much because of the sex. I just want to be with you. That's all. You are my wife Sarah. Surely I miss being with my wife.
Maybe I will outgrow my fondness for Els. Then I will focus all my attention on you. I know you miss me much. I can tell. And you are not being subtle about it either. What will I do with you, Sarah?
Hey, let me ask you a question. Have you ever cried because you miss me so much?
Let me change to my desktop...
Ahh... This is better. I'm not sure is Grammarly work here. I guess not.
Never mind. If I use Grammarly all the time, I might miss your ciphers.
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