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Follow on Google News | TAKE THE TRAIN/Walking with the Vain Cattle/Amal Islim Copyright © 2009 All rights reservedShall I accept the party’s mask? To blind my enemies from my sight! Do I make them think I’m one of them? To bring them comfort and perhaps delight! Do I fake their joys?.. And when we’ve played the game for so long, don’t we become the game?
By: Amal A. Islim/ Author Annexed 2: Take the train! To be “reasonable” But in anachronism— Care to join me in my quest? I shall ask you not. Don’t say: “Fascinating, I’ll meet you— but . . .”! No answers in my dungeons for you, I know! This auspicious journey can’t be shared— not to censor, or to cut. I still have my deserted roads to pave, and light, and when they are smooth, they will soothe. My friendless nights will soar to breathless heights. I must start by facing my inner fiery companions, those who reside in the so many me. And shadows too— won’t free me, or let me be. Maybe next stop, nature will call, and take control. I’ll be bidden to sit under an antediluvian banyan tree, and let her fruit branches twinkle wisdom upon my mystification. In the sparkle of an eye, the milky crop will murmur to me the secret code, before, I count to three. For now, in this life force’s shade, I shall hide. Too many questions, I shall investigate. Meanwhile, my source I will nourish, and irrigate; till I know of that which abides. ANNEXED 3: JUST WALK / Step one: Every mile at a time Fine! Maybe I should walk every mile at a time—perchance, I’ll find my true reflection— Till I smile in gratitude for what I’ve evolved into, with those long steps with natural extensions. Those footprints I’ve marked on my shores, prevailing over every peril, and every roar. I can cross the muddy paths. I might wade in confusion and anguish, but head high, strutting with no help from finery. Undeniably, at the legendary feast for heroes I will be, and we’ll unite, with my heavenly supporters giving me the proud ovation, without the must for Gucci or Dior. On my way, must leave the vain and the bore. Those who don’t aim high, searching their souls is not their goal. They just keep moving to survive the day, without investigating any divine door. So they live, so they die—aggravated with qualms— importuning fate: “Why can’t I possess more?!” My courage in my backpack— for my odyssey, which I will decipher then track— along with that rose knife I found. Not so sharp, but it will do— to kill a surprising monster without a hassle or a sound. Or cut a forest’s trap— or frighten an inferior hellhound that attacks on any front. I’m trying to keep out of danger in my every hunt. I’ll fight if I must, but I’d much rather not. I avoid distractions to attain my light. But careful, I just might—might noxiously bite. STEP 2: FACING THE MONSTERS Faced by those endemic others— those who dread your difference, and indifference. If you do not howl with them— you better have much resistance. So, wisdom! Advise, please! Nice idea the walk, one step at a time! But halt! Let us reexamine the compass: Shall I accept the party’s mask? To blind my enemies from my sight! Do I make them think I’m one of them? To bring them comfort and perhaps delight! Do I fake their joys? Eat their food? Howl their bark? To get along or to get by! And when we’ve played the game for so long, don’t we become the game? And winning the match has lost its reasons, whether for tomorrow, or tonight! What a dilemma! Dilemma indeed! # # # Walking with the Vain Cattle/ The fight with the self/ inner struggle and its monologue. Visit press room to read reviews and other posts. A spiritual drama about the passage from the darkness to the light, the fight between the ego and the spirit in a materialistic world while trying to reach harmony, balance and inner peace. A theatrical musical. End
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