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ADIOS ANDALUCIA

ADIOS ANDALUCIA. I am ashamed of my foolishness, I have embarrassed the ancestors. Indeed I have put the effort of Thariq ibn Ziad to conquer the Iberian Peninsula, seven hundred years ago. And I surrender to fate, if I later, Abdurrahman is remembered as the worst Muslim fighter and leader, all the time. Adios Andalusia that I love and will never see again. Continue reading

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MISSION LOOKING FOR ABU NAWAS

MISSION LOOKING FOR ABU NAWAS. Abu Nawas brings irony, humor, gaps that interrupt amid the impermanence of confidence and the arrogance of a great agenda. With his clothing, he infiltrated into society, living, parrying and singing their way. That is why Abu Nawas is attached to us, everyone who feels himself is nobody. Continue reading

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THE BEAUTY OF THE MOON

THE BEAUTY OF THE MOON. “Do you think the moon is beautiful? Please tell me the beauty of the moon until you look at it while lying down.” Continue reading

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INTERVIEW WITH THE DEVIL

INTERVIEW WITH THE DEVIL. He is the Devil, who never does anything, he just whispers the temptation into the hearts of the human beings. I am a weak man, my legs are getting trembling with fear. He who was so powerful almost gripped me in his wisdom face. The more I think the more I fear, that I have just met the Devil himself. Continue reading

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WHAT HAPPENS IF ABU NAWAS BECOMES A KING

WHAT HAPPENS IF ABU NAWAS BECOMES A KING. Imagine if an Abu Nawas exchanged a position with Harun Al-Rashid, the Abbasid Caliph. what’s happening? In history, Abu Nawas is a reliable critic but can he be in control as Caliph Harun Al-Rashid? Continue reading

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THE POLITICS OF AN ABUNAWAS

THE POLITICS OF AN ABUNAWAS. Abu Nawas was born from history, not from nothing. Abu Nawas original name is Abu Ali al-Hasan bin Hani al-Hakami. He was born in 145 H (747 AD) in the city of Ahvaz in Persia (present Iran). His father, Hani al-Hakam, was a member of the military legion of Caliph Marwan II. While his mother was named Jalban, a Persian woman who worked as a woolen washer. Since childhood, he was orphaned. A glorious life in the reign of Harun Al-Rashid, in a chaotic manner, can help or at the same time defeat the Caliph in any matter. Continue reading

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FOR ONE WEEK IN LOVE

FOR ONE WEEK IN LOVE. Like a blacksmith is she the only one who forges my heart into steel. So for that, I must help her, as a devotion to the teacher. For a week-old love, where in the past I owe it on time. Continue reading

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TESTAMENT FROM HANG TUAH

TESTAMENT FROM HANG TUAH. When my time comes, let all the hates disappear. Of all my friends, you are the most sensitive, you are the most faithful. Let this slander be judged upon life after death. You need no more search for this vile slander. Continue reading

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NOTHING

NOTHING. Someone once said the root cause of a person is a memory, without memory, he will always find new things throughout life. But another person also said memory is a treasure box that can be opened anytime. Even when you feel you do not have anything. Continue reading

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HARLEQUIN AND THE TREE OF HOPE

HARLEQUIN AND THE TREE OF HOPE. I look at the face in front of me. Not too foreign. Akh, I know now! That’s my face before life makes me prosper. Eager, adventurous. The face of a young man, the face of a lover who is kept away from his lover, by circumstance. Continue reading

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