I got up at 5am today and went for a brief run. Felt charged up and a little nervous at a strange young woman also walking along the road at that pre-dawn hour. She looked ethereal and I thought of the spirits of girls who've died in childbirth, otherwise known as pontianak, here in Malaysia. I was grateful to make it back inside our safe house and rested well, before my intensive workout. I'm getting stronger and fitter. Something I had to regain after my stroke back in 2007.
Right now, I'm all fired up over a new music notation I invented called Greco-Roman. It will be published soon. Probably self-published as it is unproven as of yet. The concept is pretty clever. Greek letters denote scale fragments which the pianist will memorize, whereas the actual notes themselves are given Roman numerals, I to VII. I like this approach because V's and I's read more easily, being essentially vertical lines, while remembering mini scales allows the hands to move more independently.
I don't feel like going up with Jesus, to be honest -not just yet.
Yesterday, I wrote 2 flash fiction stories for my site, FreeLunch.my, and this blog which proved a little popular. I got 8 hits here plus a few on FreeLunch. I also followed my Twitter / X crush, Anna Quadri -a very beautiful author from Germany who sometimes poses in her underwear when she's happy. Why not? I also like Ana de Armas but have yet to look her up online.
Scribing Greco-Roman is taxing. I'm actually using the Rach3 (piano concerto no.3 in D minor) as practice for my notation and it has not been easy to copy from. Partly that the key signature is odd and the progression, somewhat unusual. Thankfully, I am almost done. I should use Canvas to render the scores but instead I gravitated to an old yellow paper notepad and mechanical pencil. Then I snapped a photo of the score with my iPad 10th generation.
More later...
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Talked to my family about the body and how it is incompatible with telepathy. But that information in the Universe is never lost and in fact, though it may be scattered among the stars, Allah can gather it and reconstitute it for His glory and the glory of the Father (our most high god). In fact, it may well be the way nature works per se -we are ressurectable and immortally good or evil.
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