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

What the eyes shall seek shall see

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Today is the day, when I shall finally be granted that which I have read and seek for so long.
And thus the journey begins…
Mounted high enough so as to seize the view well ahead of me, in this instant, I am slowly moving with the motion of the desert beast and in a path that must have bore its steps a thousand times and which now gladly welcomes mine.
The feeling is alive and filled within a heart that beats like a child, when she is told she can fly to a place high and far above the stars. And it is in the same span of time that at once, I become aware that such junctures only come around at specific hours in this life and consequently, away from all eyes, I gracefully send my words of gratitude to the sky.
I am now in my element to the fullest. I am now in the center of our earth.
And whilst continuing to move forward onto the yellow sand, the final destination that bears the grandest algebra and equally so, the biggest enigma of all ages, finally faces me.
And at this moment, what was previously felt in the chest, whilst imagining the scene that would present itself to me, can now conclusively be witnessed in all its splendor and therein be plainly described as the ‘grandeur’ of what the will of man can achieve, when man himself understands the universe and its divine rhythm.

Sophie Parou
Novelist

Stories of the voyageurs of Libanos

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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.

Credit: pic by Sergiosilvan