Hadi Atallah

Coldness comes over us, just as rage does. And we’re all right. Then the hunt and how high we bid our abilities of hatred and shame is gone. The irritability crafts a pearl and a historic moment, and we’re thrown back to the sea. We’re all one. We’re all part of a divine creation. We all serve the higher order. We all conduct ourselves in a known pattern. Every unit communicates to the whole. I don’t mind being present or passive. I don’t mind being white or black. I don’t mind being rich or poor. There was no self-consciousness to start with. We walk towards the city of lights because the crowd there is present. Like a river and an ocean…

…In pure nervousness, he speaks.