My feet are bloodied and bruised From all my earthly travels. Thorns of rejection and jagged rocks of disapproval Are strewn and scattered everywhere. For all my life I've tried, Without success, To pave the earth with leather. But now I walk in peace, Without any fear, For I've put on the shoes of self-acceptance.
Illustration by my friend Justin Kleinsteuber You have reached the Oasis. Everything that is to come is already near. I am Abu Nour, a life traveler like yourself.I was lost in the desert and wandered for what seemed like an eternity.And like you, I refused to believe that anything in this world, not even an … Continue reading The Oasis
Don't shoot yourself Hemingway... Everyday... We're moving away... This is no place to stay. Memories fading in the wind, Like autumn leaves. Loss after loss, It's a losing game. Life breaks everyone, you said And then we grow stronger In all the broken places. So many faces That time erases. Yet this can't be for … Continue reading Don’t shoot yourself Hemingway
Spring 2018 My beloved 12 year old daughter asked me to share my story with you. I am having a difficult time deciding what to write, and from which point to start. Perhaps I should begin from the present and work my way back to the past. I’ve been in prison for 12 years now. … Continue reading The Boy And His Sand Castle
Credit: https://images.app.goo.gl/UZ2bvdUZj6uqqPDY8 This is the material world,But beside it, Around it,Inside it,Here, There,And everywhere,Exist the immaterial. "Where is God?!", Dawkins asks. As if he will find Him with a microscope, or a telescope,or a stethoscope, Or a sky piercing tower, as Pharaoh once suggested. But Rumi was right: "When you look for GodLook for Him … Continue reading The Man dilusion
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