Our malice made manifest in the pre-traumatic expectations
of the others’ injustice, and post-traumatic vengeance for
our self-fulfilling crimes.
“Are you angry at me?” he asked. “Do you feel the same about me?” He closed his eyes and whispered, “Say something.”
The bad priest in scrolls is found
Hidden in time in a deserts hole
I started noticing things on the walls – unconsciously at first, but gradually I became more aware of what I was seeing. Follow me on a magical mystery tour of Yemen’s walls…
They are telling me I am mad again
For believing in the Word
Thinking there is a Creator
Of all you see and all you have heard
Love is that only reality
Openly giving freely to all
The scattered return and reclaim
All that was lost for defying the Name
How can anyone call another to break this truth
Corrupting the Word and the mind of yet another
I love Pakistan and loving people of it, We had great love for eachother and I would visit him to have a lunch together…. so loving.
Sunil Sharma – email@example.com
this article was found in Multiply.com, history group, published by Taharka. Mansa, means King of kings.
this article was found in Multiply.com, history group, published by taharka.
The massive golden dome glimmered , shards of hope piercing corners of the street where children drew in th dust.
I would not have signed up if the fine print described the grotesque sights i would be accustomed to. But that’s an understatement. Horrors, horrors are what drive them, like the perfect drug to keep…
I am walking down town Jerusalem as I do every morning, heading toward my favorite coffee shop.
Suddenly, I hear a voice from a radio in a strange language.
I am looking at the street signs, they seem …
Just another day, like any other day, nothing special, routine.
On this day, in a small country in the middle east called Israel, 400 babies will be born, 50 people will die, 115 couples will be marri…
Still the sun was needed; how calm the sea, and the sky,
Negate together the distant sand:
A metal bird the air opened,
That flies in voice as much as is negated in flight.…
Unhappy son of African soil
The cypress tree’s mythology is extensive; from Japan and China across Europe and over to the Americas from Oregon to Costa Rica. It is thought to have originated from either Persia or Syria. There i…
my eyes burn
from the inside out,
the pain running back into my head
and diving down into my body