The current of words that flow through a Syrian-American woman. A conduit of subjective Truth.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. It’s been five generations since our species lost the ability to hear. I’ve done all the research and downloaded all the knowledge there is to download about what it means to “hear”. Screams aren’t regular frequencies. Since we moved up here, humans have evolved past the need for ears and strictly communicate via vibration. So, when I heard that scream, I knew Society would have me thrown in the cellar for “inspection”. To be honest, I don’t know what I knew- I just know how I feel. Being an Intuitive Vibrissa is not as prestigious as it sounds. We can't just turn our feelings off like the rest of the district. Oh, that scream could curdle blood! I haven’t been able to sleep or eat in four days. It keeps scratching at the walls of my mind, on replay, like a broken record.
The Drink and He Who Drinks It
What is a story? Is it not a not literary depiction of the heart’s internal desire? What makes a story so powerful that it resonates within the human psyche transcendent of race, culture, and religion? How is it possible for the love story of Layla and Majnun to have such a deep-rooted hold on the people of this physical reality? The world has been so caught up in the Newtonian mechanics of life, objectifying the physical reality for its value to practicality, that we have lost the understanding of the essence of creation itself.
- Top Story - August 2022