i want [this].
To explicate the craziness of the other day--
whatever and ever amen says: feel like running away? i have too much energy and a full tank of gas.
whatever and ever amen says: we can adventure! it's a beautiful night and we must grab life by the horns.
and then our exile says: eh! when's the getgo?
Fuzzy memories, dreamy illusions: a farmer's field kingly stories a poem about a hysterectomy the three R's soundbytes echoing in the dark mango juice racing around in the rain and tell me something i didn't know.
Very soon i must write a lot about Usman. In other news, abhorrence directed at complacency, last dregs of conscience undone...residual grains, the antipodal paradigm. Green nears that of summer. i'm realizing i haven't really met masjid-people for weeks. ^_^ inshaAllah this Saturday? If you read this and think i might possibly be talking of you, call me and we'll coordinate timings for the SWC (Br.AbuAnas's).
Check this toothpaste. i found it in the bathroom a few days ago. Is it not beautiful? Note the sleek, glistening torso, the burnished, lust'rous sheen, the energized, refurbished gleaming aura of whoa:
And also the cap-design. No longer the dull and drab slightly conical secant, the thread on a white lid--now is instead for an elegant new postmodernism what looks like IKEA. It's kind of exciting to open the suave new lid. i have stood in front of a mirror, toothbrush in hand, turning and returning the cap: an experience not to miss. So seriously, next time you're shopping for toothpaste, look it up and spread the love.
Or you could just use miswak.
