The last preachers


And in of this land which you and I inhabit and which thirsts for the flesh and the pettiness pleasures of the empty days, if you but carefully look beyond the fog, you shall find that coexists an horizon made of pure lights and where the pious souls unspoiled by the black gold shall greet you with a smile should you but enter into their orderliness world when strikes your darkest time … a world polished by generations of men and woman who have kept faith to their God of love and sworn to abide by His kindness regardless of the insanity and delusions of what the eyes shall see and seek …

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Effervescence of the inner world…


You are the prettiness of a self made illusion of my own.
And in the arising picture of that place which belongs to the future but which will find its source from this present line, you are now no longer the ghost of petty minutiae of my past but the green velvet clothed king of the parlor of my desert caravanserai.
You are no longer a taker for you have become a giver.
Black has faded into white, the color of all earthy colors.
And by an invisible yet most spectacular miracle, you have finally understood that in truth we’ve all suffered and that the greatest truth of all is that it is through love that we shall heal and that in true love coexists no betrayal!
And as I contemplate the sea of our world, I know though you are merely but the echo of a self made fairy tale of my own.
Yet for now, you are the constellation of my inner world who has now reflected on the outside…

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Stories of the voyageurs of Libanos


That a man from the ancient Libanos and renowned throughout the whole land of Al Kut for his glorious and even more sumptuous wedding dresses – but who had merely made his fortune by the simple yet so meticulous algebra of being at the right place and at the right time – should have to close down his prestigious empire, would seem impossible on the face of our earth!
Yet, just as kings and queens will born, rise and die , times had changed and people had ceased longing for the white dress of a day and thus the poor but by now very prosperous man who had sold the last dream of a dress in his life, retired to his land to begin his new talent , that of a legend.

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The giant leap of a soul is as big as a queen that suddenly conquers an entire world!
For once a queen is born on the face of our earth,
Her fate shall never be otherwise but to conquer or to die…aut vincere aut mori !

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