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Author:Muhammad Zafzaf

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ISBN: 9780815653813

Publisher: Syracuse University Press

Published: 2017-02-19T16:00:00+00:00

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THE MESSIAH SAID, John 10:27, “My sheep listen to my voice. I know them, and they follow me.” Well, I told myself, my sheep listen to my voice. I know them, but they don’t follow me. Instead they sometimes turn into ravenous wolves. That is why Christ must be killed within me and turned into a sheep, wolf, or fox. I have done that many times, both night and day. Now it is daytime, and for sure it will not be like all other days. No moment bears any resemblance to any others, so how can it be with days? People who imagine that all their moments are the same are deluding themselves. From the outside, moments may look the same, but inside the human soul everything is different from one second to the next or even much less time than that.

I was sitting on a rock in front of the only store in the small town. Some of the customers were hippies who regularly used the store to buy the things they needed. They would greet people in their own languages or with gestures—a sort of familiarity. Perhaps they got into the habit of doing that in Amsterdam, Katmandu, or some London neighborhoods. I finished my sandwich—tuna fish from Safi on half bread. I also drank a Coke. I was still holding a chunk of bread, so I wrapped it up in a piece of newspaper and put it down on the wall I was leaning against. Immediately a bunch of ants started making their way, almost instinctively, toward it. After I had finished eating, I had the feeling that I needed something else and tried in vain to work out what it might be. In front of my eyes I could see a film playing: a woman, a glass of wine, a fight, a pipe, a cigarette, a joint. Eventually I lit a cigarette and took some deep puffs. I looked up. “Hello!” I said to a dirty little girl, but she ran away. She was walking barefoot on the hot sand and carrying a bottle of Oulmes water. Over the sea, the sky looked a clear blue. There were also a few white clouds, looking, as the text of the Qur’an has it, “like fluffed wool” (and God Almighty has spoken the truth, Qur’an 101:5).

 

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Author:Muhammad Zafzaf

Language: eng

Format: epub

ISBN: 9780815653813

Publisher: Syracuse University Press

Published: 2017-02-19T16:00:00+00:00
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THE MESSIAH SAID, John 10:27, “My sheep listen to my voice. I know them, and they follow me.” Well, I told myself, my sheep listen to my voice. I know them, but they don’t follow me. Instead they sometimes turn into ravenous wolves. That is why Christ must be killed within me and turned into a sheep, wolf, or fox. I have done that many times, both night and day. Now it is daytime, and for sure it will not be like all other days. No moment bears any resemblance to any others, so how can it be with days? People who imagine that all their moments are the same are deluding themselves. From the outside, moments may look the same, but inside the human soul everything is different from one second to the next or even much less time than that.

I was sitting on a rock in front of the only store in the small town. Some of the customers were hippies who regularly used the store to buy the things they needed. They would greet people in their own languages or with gestures—a sort of familiarity. Perhaps they got into the habit of doing that in Amsterdam, Katmandu, or some London neighborhoods. I finished my sandwich—tuna fish from Safi on half bread. I also drank a Coke. I was still holding a chunk of bread, so I wrapped it up in a piece of newspaper and put it down on the wall I was leaning against. Immediately a bunch of ants started making their way, almost instinctively, toward it. After I had finished eating, I had the feeling that I needed something else and tried in vain to work out what it might be. In front of my eyes I could see a film playing: a woman, a glass of wine, a fight, a pipe, a cigarette, a joint. Eventually I lit a cigarette and took some deep puffs. I looked up. “Hello!” I said to a dirty little girl, but she ran away. She was walking barefoot on the hot sand and carrying a bottle of Oulmes water. Over the sea, the sky looked a clear blue. There were also a few white clouds, looking, as the text of the Qur’an has it, “like fluffed wool” (and God Almighty has spoken the truth, Qur’an 101:5).

Brahim was at the head of a group of hippies. When he saw me, he came over. He was chewing something that turned out to be a piece of gum.

“Teacher, what are you doing here?” he asked me. “Why haven’t you gone to the beach?”

“I’ve just eaten,” I replied. “I was very hungry.”

“Good for you! When you feel hungry, you need to eat so you won’t be so skinny.”

The hippies behind him were stared at me silently. One of them put his arm on the shoulders of a blonde girl. She snuggled into his arms, and he kissed her forehead without saying a word. They kept looking at me.

“Have they just arrived today?” I asked Brahim.

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