Musings

I'll forgive you follow me, you said, and I followed, through the tunnels of Set, a trail of blood and bones. The tower burns, as do I. Chains breaking, I am free.

Corruption infests this ancient holy land, What started without has seeped within, The purveyors of suffering do not glory seek They covet neither wealth nor land,  Strife and division is their only goal

Belief is one of the most powerful forces shaping our collective experience, with the capacity for both miraculous healing and devastating destruction. It operates as the invisible architecture of our individual and shared realities. It reshapes our neural pathways, alters our biochemistry, and creates the very societies we inhabit.

Lying beneath a celestial canvas on a sultry summer night, Heady jasmine envelops us, seducing with intoxicating sweetness, A kiss of honey wafts as date palms gently sway nearby, Inviting us to surrender