Once upon a night, I lay sleeping in my bed. Terrible images intruded on my dreams. I saw images of a dark, bleak future where no one had time to enjoy the company of friends and family or to luxuriate in the feeling of sun kissed skin cooled by a caressing breeze. Touch had no feeling. Music had no sound. Food had no taste.
I awoke, unable to tolerate the future in my visions. Upon waking, I spend a book sitting near to my bed. I read these words,
“And they walked the distance of seen stars into the desert. At the seventh star they found paradise on earth”
I know not what book it was, for when I read those words; I collected my few cherished possessions and went in search of the seventh star.
The traveler.
"Ørkensol" bildet er tatt i det vi letter fra Egypt - Hurghada 5.nov 09.. the traveler sto skrevet i et menykart vi fant på en fortausrestaurant i El Gouna.
