WHAT A DAY!

TODAY I CHANGED THE FOOD FOR THE SOUL

TO USE IN CASE OF CHAOS

Two days of turmoil, dancing a waltz through the chaos, like it does have the importance that it actually has, no more. What is really vital? What kind of outside influx provokes fundamental tides? Shrink and stretch like an overused slingshot, for your own sake and for the one of your one thousand and one benefactor angels, your bed won’t be like a fakir’s. Rest those electric impulses, let the symmetry that balance your weight between this and the other dimensions, do the rest. There is not point on considering surrendering to any nervous breakdowns or violence breakout. If the motion that rocks the cradle gets agitated sometimes, then, all you must do is to hold on tighter as well as more serene. I have come to a point that when the heart attacks is when I find it better to withdraw to a haven of peace, when would it be better? My motion as a planet and the orbit that in my spin maintains me attached to a long list of satellites will persist. The source of all what exists is brimming with a drinkable magic potion, but it remains untouched, as we take for granted all the goods in here. Do use, instead of misuse, those tools that come incorporated from the factory of life. They will make you a house where the joy will replace any tendency for the self-injuring and a capability to stop living in the need for any abuse. B_Nour

THE GORDIAN KNOT WITHIN

Yet another puff of blissful air intake at each turn of the wheel. It is not like a lottery or depositing the responsibility of a possible good outcome in politicians. It is more like enjoying a trip, perhaps one with no return, since you start packing barely the 3 or 4 things that you really need for it. I worship detachment, holding fearless the reins of the moment, whatever it was or will be, rest in peace and let me leave me take my cup of tea, now. Determining behavioral compounds, Mr. Tyrant Appetite and all his henchmen, laziness, gluttony or greed, exert a chairman function in the private free will fields. Check the randomness, and also the certainty as noticed inversely proportional qualities. It is needed a renewal, in eternal sequence of improving, breaking barriers, myths and taboos, and being capable of walking with only the indispensable, to break vicious cycles. Destroy what is known and comfortable, and get surprised by the way that your legs are holding you. You were born yesterday without even a pair of diapers; you were propelled into an earthly atmosphere to fight and protect yourself from others, but did sometime anybody mentioned you that those are just little squabbles? There is only one dangerous, efficient assailant, the intrinsic threat within you. And a way to deal with it, to dominate and get over it, just calm down, relax and be the manufacturer of an accumulative flow smiles, because that is fortunately who you really are. B_Nour

THE BALL'S CHRYSALIS

Yesterday night I was a ball princess, a weird one though. It could have become a bad dream to get inside into a thematic park and be the only attraction, but I bring my sun, i turn it on with a blink. It was one of moments, in which the scale can incline to any side you decide. You can let it coin a headline on the accidents and crime reports section of your personal memorabilia, or stick a crown shaped luminous sticker on its top head right corner. There was a contest and I was the winner, I embraced a little bit of personal satisfaction, no more significant than a little seed sprouting. It seems like the earth’s rotation won’t be altered, right?. You can forget any little personal isolated event in the anonymous sea of social life, but certainly it has some kind of universal connection that would unbalance the whole. It was like heavens were spotlighting me and pointing the way out from darkness, to the place where I can shine if I want. Attitude for the change is what brought a hope to allow the petrified chrysalis transformation. It is simple and rewarding, just bringing into scene a little bit of disinterested show, shaped under craziness and availability. With such a simple gesture (the jewel case opened just a tiny bit), it was enough to release a ray of light, rainbow shaded. It was all possible to the position, so appropriated to refract some external right approach. It doesn’t stop surprising me what a warmth can be trapped in a prehistoric bud, buried and fossilized only by its own decision. B_Nour

From five till six...

Snowing again; flakes curtain shaken by the wind painting a singular postcard. Greetings from Amsterdam (the city which arteries resemble the nine concentric circles of Hell), what an irony to paint you with such an immaculate mantle… Fall, oh fall over me, pendulum needles, compose a frosting crust on my face; still you can’t close the door over my pale lilac lips. My breath is faint but still can give the hint of a smile, as I fly through the ether, on my monocycle. I keep on relying on my vulnerable vehicle as if I could reach the stars with only wishing it. What a delicious bite of sight, what a descendant and then ascendant trail. Crystal covering the despair, the dirt and the pointless sins, come and melt on me before the inexorable hour. I want to wear you as a dress, and then spin as a tornado to spread my heart around in shape of shinny particles. You came suddenly to redefine the execution of my plans; I take it as a blessing, the presence of a foreigner arriving from over skies is a present, now you could not be addressed under other word but Highness. And even if your came to just have a tea with me, to then, disappear like you were never here, these lines won’t forget. I trapped you as another a butterfly with the only help of my brain cell’s net. B_Nour