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Let it be remembered wisely: the blame for our misery was not the adversary—it was the enemy within.

🏺 The Battle That Became a Story: A Reflection on Kadesh

Somewhere between the dust of Syria and the gold of Thebes, a pharaoh once stood — not as a god, but as a man with trembling hands wrapped around the grip of his bow. His name was Ramses II, and the year was 1274 BCE. We were taught to see pharaohs as larger than life, immortal even in their... mehr lesen

A very powerful perspective I read today

"Have you ever wondered? In 100 years in 2124, we will all be buried with our relatives and friends strangers will live in our homes which we fought so hard to build and they will own everything we have today including that car you spent a fortune on. our descendants will hardly know who we were,... mehr lesen

The Waving Weaver

The way the waving weaver stopped. His arm arrayed and raised. His sought sight glued, head raised with a smile. Yes, I spotted the reason for his sudden reason. A smile and scent of a lady passing, the moment of true enjoyment. One to be remembered. This the beauty of today.

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A thunderous storm, sudden flashes that bring fright Huddled together we sought warmth in the night But with every lash, every scream, every death The fear grew ever stronger not even darring a breath It made no noise, not a snarl, not a howl. The only thing telling was a stench, so rotten and... mehr lesen

Remembering Eve

A whisp, a gentle wave, a memory, to be remembered. The whisper that returns when the sun arises. The light that leads when shadows fall. Yes, a memory that brings a smile, as time fades. It is when I remember Eve that I know who I am.