Between a complex reality and an unattainable dream... between the eternal wheel of time and patience that is about to run out.
. You stand with your hands folded, exhausted with strength, with your eyes closed, barely listening to the groans of those lost in the darkness of existence, shackled in the desolation of the universe, immersed in the depths of confusion. Your eyes move inside two confused eyeballs, and your tears shed slowly... and soon they meet the heat of your body... and dry up in moments. Your heart stops speaking the truth, unable to describe people who are squeezing pain with every sigh, and floundering between false truths and consciences destroyed by the disappointments of fate. A world in which tones mix with screams, and eyes shine with their paleness, searching for a safe haven that resembles the paradise of eternity... evading brutally stabbing glances, and silence surrounded by explosive cords... You are still here, feeling the way to reach clarity of mind and purity of memory, selecting from your mind what makes you steal away... Life is a smile, and from the paintings is a drawing, and from the wooden shelves is a book called “Love.” It is the messy word in the minds of lovers. Decades have passed like summer clouds and none of them understood its complete truth. The love that sweeps through your body in three seconds, controlling the entire control panel of your head... to guide you to... A complete relationship guides you to marriage... to taking responsibility, understanding feelings, enduring problems, and making sacrifices.
The story does not contain any truth at all
It was inspired by my vast imagination, and the reasons for writing it were a challenge I faced one day. I needed to write a new story on my own website in 2008, and today I am resubmitting it after printing it on paper.
Because today's generation does not like to read introductions, it is a generation of speed and a generation that likes to reach the end in the maximum time, a generation that loves reading but loves abbreviations, and loves writing with symbols, inscriptions and secrets.
Therefore, there is no introduction, but rather a simple beginning to introduce the topics of the book.
I started writing this on Monday, December 5, 2016 in Rabat, Kingdom of Morocco.
