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“….a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs….”* As a child, I used to chase and marvel at the fireflies twinkling in the night. As an adult, I now look at the fireflies as a glowing refutation of Charles … Continue reading
a blood moon risen, is it blemished with my sins, wounded with my pains? © said sadain, jr. 2018
For this post, allow me to share with my blogging community glimpses of an unlikely world that you, dear reader, may not normally find yourself in: the Masjid an-Nabawi (or Prophet’s Mosque) of Madinah al-Munawwarah (the Enlightened City) in Saudi Arabia.
The fictional series, Babel Rising, written in the period 1998-1999, breathes of technologies that, at the turn of the century, were just about emerging. By now, in 2018, a lot of these technologies are almost ubiquitous already: large-screen video walls, Internet-enabled … Continue reading
the damas trees of sitteen green conocarpus dinosaurs lined up in mid island of sitteen silent witnesses to the flow of red-tailed worms this side of the world
dawn the causeways rattle under sleepy feet waking to the call to prayer at dawn; winds snake from below the sea as sharp bites to a native reality and the tide gently laps to grace the burdened stilts.
the crocodile and the flies of bunawan they believe they caught the biggest saltwater crocodile alive the same crocodile that they think feasted on their water buffaloes, the same crocodile they hold responsible for the disappearance of a farmer a … Continue reading
The book project I mentioned previously (in The Lives Words Live) is taking shape slowly but surely.
Circuitry The electric circuitry paces An environmental complex even as The swinging of one’s cradle Accelerates to and fro And to and fro: Finally dislodges me.