On my way to the bakery, walking, I looked up to see the red clouds in this aesthetic march in the sky, and, it has been a time that I did not discern an existential image of the such here in Casablanca. Many streets are being reconstructed and, I cannot…

Note: maybe this article is just a fiction. Sitting far away, while my eyes are on the crowds, my mind thinks about the story that each one of us holds. …

I often sit and essay to visualize what a first picture on the world may seem like, as a first perception, the kind of which a baby may have on the world that, seems as if someone is dubbing his eyes after a dream in a spacious place, with this…

Then, everything else will never be the same. The way we see colours, the way we see things around and, the way we approach our sensations and truth, will all change into things which, evidently, will be a lot more better and challenging to our being. “ All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream…” — Edgar Allan Poe. And, who knows if…

Between the world, and our inside, a bridge that is not like any other one, links between the foundations. Its length, seems materially simplistic at first when, we only measure it as per what we see, but, in fact, it goes deep thereunder… “De omnibus dubitandum…” — René Descartes. (Doubting…

In true love, there is truth and, they say that truth isn’t part of this world. I wonder how a heart can understand it, being captured in short moments in this life, wandering, from feeling to feeling and from pain to pain and, trying to save itself from heartbreaks. Because…

As I am thinking about “acceptance” now, the imagery of me standing in front of the waves, comes to my mind. I see clouds above because, it started to become so cold here and, the light of the soft sun, shining, while I’m adventuring with my eyes the distant horizons…

Like balancing the air, in a composition, where we have to effectuate certain flow to manage the pressure. Or, like breathing, by letting the air go deep in our lungs, to wash us, and keep us moving, and such is the case for a lot of things that, if we…

Context: on September 8, at around 11pm, an earthquake hit my homeplace, in the Marrakesh-Safi region, whereof the magnitude mounted to 6.9 degrees. Note: whatever form of emotions or feelings which are to come from this article, whatever positive impact, or influence, prayer, smile, or, anything of the sort to…