My Report to Goiko is not an autobiography. My personal life has some value, quite comparatively, for me and for no one else, and the only value I knew of in it was in the efforts to ascend from one rung to another to reach the highest point it could reach. Its strength and stubbornness, the peak that I arbitrarily named “the Cretan View”.
Therefore, you, reader, will find in these pages the red trace left by drops of my blood, the trace that indicates my journey between people, emotions, and ideas. Every human being, worthy of being called the Son of Man, must carry his cross and ascend Calvary. Many, in fact most of them, reach the first or second degree. Then they collapse panting in the middle of the journey, never reaching the peak of Golgotha, in other words, the peak of their duty. To be crucified, to be resurrected, and to have their souls saved. Their hearts weaken because of their fear of crucifixion, and they do not know that the cross is the only way to resurrection, and there is no other way.
The ram ***
*It is as if Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony is a “blow of fate” that we receive, causing us to wake up from a voluntary slumber and an involuntary faint.
When we read “The Ram” by Anwar Al-Khatib; We realize that a memory that does not contain some of that man’s creations is a distorted memory. It has the right to hide in shame or become scattered in vain.
We are overwhelmed with wonder as we ask the author: What imagination sweeps through you and storms your brain when you dress up with a brush to write and even draw a novel that combines surrealism, abstraction, fantasy... and realism?!
* With captivating imagination, we rode the water with you, and we were certain that illusion is the certain truth that we practice with merit and distinction.
* The novel is a painting or a choir playing one extremely wonderful symphony, and each individual player shows his special skill on his instrument. Then the maestro comes with his stick to bring everyone together in one musical arrangement. He connects all the threads of the novel, leaving you in a state of astonishing shock, or say madness.
* Al-Khatib accompanies the animal world with its splendor and sublime “humanity.” He avoids the human world with all its meanness and brutality, and I will not say its animality.. for animals have become more sublime than us.
* Amazement, par excellence, accompanies you from the beginning of the striking and question-provoking title, even as you close the second leaf of the book, announcing the end of reading. Then you discover that your mouth is still open with astonishment and astonishment. And perhaps we will remain on that platform of astonishment until he surprises us with his new edition.
