Octobria moon

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As I watch this new moon of October attaining its half course before its cosmos purpose eventually reaches its final destination and the awoken ones feel its blessing, I recollect my thoughts and remember. Today, across the distance of five kilometers from one another, which is our current reality, you told me the elders whom I pushed you to reconciled with, spoke and said ‘ you are the watcher, my son and though this comes as a gift from the universe, be aware, for such aptitude will equally bring its hardship when you understand, and you must now. For the price of silence shall always be the fruit you bear for the truth your eyes only can see’.

And so, if this double sword reality of yours has now become a permanent one, I righteously ask myself what of my name and role within this equation of ours? I am the white avatar sent to you to unleash and activate the second part of your life? I am the Delphi that plays its role till all crosswords meet and your destination is reached or perhaps is it that your destination was also always mine to be?  I am the fastest one of both spirits as we know it, that shall ironically have to continuously slow you down for the absorbing of what you feel and see is too overwhelming ? Or perhaps in the end, I am ultimately the once born small queen that had the power to ground a Hamza of our time and an all eye seeing?

The future is ours to be or not to be….

And though in this late hour, I still do not know my true name, I shall accept and choose to be whatever the universe has intended for me to be and throughout what transpires of us and the love that materializes from us, if only for the greater purpose of humanity and those that deserve to see and live it.

Sophie Parou

Credit pic: Rankastevic

The birth of Hamza…

WhatsApp Image 2019-09-19 at 11.59.14 copyLike a warrior who never understood the opposite sides of his godly powers and repeatedly misuses the darker shades of them within the outer life, time after time, till guilt can no longer sustain his own actions, you once wanted to die.

And so, even though once the act of dying is truly wished for and certainly takes a shorter time for a man to exit from this plane that the way he first came into it upon his birth, instead, you went to a place where very few men ever return from. That nameless dwelling in between life and death where the clock no longer matters, and only inner demons are fought hard with. And so, you struggled again and again, and you died within so many splits of seconds only to be reborn in the next!

Till a new day came and whilst it felt like you had reached  the end of the mad spin and whatever men choose at the end of this road, you finally gave in and accepted to live this one way ticket you had once been given and  the universe had equally made it clear it would not make you surrender so easily. And so, you climbed back your way out and as you came back to the white and bright side of what some call, the polarity line, you discovered a whole new spiritual side to this same life you hated so long ago. And you started wanted to fly, fly high into that unfamiliar world that felt like a pair of new wings that came with the discovery. And you cleaned your soul and like a child who is blooming into life and all of its fantastic discoveries, you’ve started wanting things, many things and perhaps even a little too much of it. Though, in truth, the universe will never cease giving to those who ask and ask, you can, for that same universe has so much to give.

And so, be it, be then, like the phoenix who was reborn from ashes, you were once again into life and on the way to discover all of its hidden godly mysteries.  And yet, one day, whilst sitting on that favorite new bench of yours that faced your favorite new sea that belonged to your brand-new life, visions of something even more grandeur and majesty came to you. A vision of bond and love. Was the universe playing tricks on you again ? For after all, had you not  made a promise to forbidden yourself from the pleasure of the flesh for as long as you could bare it and only the same universe all knew too well that indeed, you can bare plenty !

And so the vision turned into reality and the reality became yours to live. And the same man you  once forbid yourself to ever become again with all its intricated sides you fell to control,  eventually came back into life.

And this was the beginning …

Sophie Parou

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Once in the ‘bois d’Ouvent’

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It is now dusk and adrift is my walk whilst wandering through the sweet forest of Bois d’Ouvent,
Lost within the frothy branches and my mellow hanging dreams,
O magi magi of my childhood where hath you !?
Are you lost as are lost those who live in the city of immortals ?
Will you barely just remain a part of all the forthcoming epitaph of my life ?
Lo! Forget not I shall, for the heart is young; and the yesterdays of my days which you once fulfilled me with shall honor the tomorrows of my remaining ones .

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Algebra of dreams

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And at night, when he slips through the narrow bright corridor made of wishing stars and swirls around the images that dance with me and slowly carry me to the world of my dreams; my eyes will be those of a child, who watches in the greatest amazement the happening of a new colorful story in a place ever so far from my own and of which him and I will once again be part of for a while.
And never does he speaks but words I do not need, for through him, everything I see.
And reason abandons me , when I seek to know how is he to be the recurring subject of my sleep, though certain I am that messages are there for us to read.
And in the morning, when the magic is at ease and by my wake the tale vanishes, a smile I retain, for the secret whispered in vain by the night, shall soon be spoken of by the days to come …

Credit: picture by Taenaron

Nocturne voyage

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And as the dark now reveres the coming white night,
Let us climb to the stars, for dreams are in this horizon … over there!
Let us fly to the sky, for high is the birth place of the clouds,
and best is the seat above West and East, so whispers the Japanese myth.
Let us mount the Andean Cordillera and catch the good blessings of the sleeping sun you have never seen,
Ah! Bright cavalier, come into my world and see how the thoughts have conquered the soul.
Come see how the energy of life vocalizes in rhymes and prose and in turn, gives birth to passionate ones, the abode of those who shall recreate life to the liking of your hearing.
Do you feel all the conglomerate of everything that I seek with might ?
Do you see the universe dance on this night ?
Do you hear how the tide can strike twice ?
But beware might I warn you, for when dawn awakes and the nocturne voyage reaches to an end, the heart sanctum of the inner kingdom that is mine shan’t be shaken by no mere gallant gentlemen but he who shall see in my eyes the eternity of a white night !
And a wishful thinking it would be indeed to believe otherwise .

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