A strange day's diary note

It’s a strange day today. I drink wine which symbolises the blood of Jesus Christ who was crucified and resurrected in eternal victory promising salvation to the human race and, at the same time, it resembles the blood of the victims of the Armenian Genocide who were tortured and crucified on the streets of the Armenian cities - Van, Bitlis, Trabzon, Erzrum and still a hundred others to mention... 
I live with their blood in my cup and in my veins because they took the blow and my ancestors survived. I eat plav and boiled eggs in lavash as their flesh and the flesh of Jesus Christ which is food and hope to the human race... I ate and drank too much. Perhaps my genetic memory recalls the thirst and hunger of the 1.5 million Armenian men, women and children who were deprived of food, shelter teased and tantalised to death by people whose offspring is now smiling to Europe and talking about Turkey’s Euro-integration.
Without even discussing today’s cynical rejectionists and their indirect complicity in the crime committed by the Ottoman savages, I understand the significance of this day. 24 April 2011, marking 96 years of the Great Turkish Inquisition against the Armenian race, is also a day of hope; a hope that justice will come in the eyes of the international community of the modern civilised world since for the first time in the circle of history, Jesus Christ, victim to human atrocities, and the victims of the Armenian Genocide are resurrected together....  

In Faith

One day all creation will be one, unified by the power of faith.

All governments and secret leaders will fall behind the curtain.

Their intentions will be stopped by the blaze of godly minds.

Humanity will be protected by the Creator of Heaven and Earth.

Stealthy agreements of bloodthirsty dictators will be undone.

The false popularity of fake idols will be tarnished by true light.

And bearers of pure faith and kindness will prevail again.

Amen 

The Creative Mindset

Green Glacier

Imagine waking up one morning to feel you are prone to seeing things in a different way, in different colours and hearing words in people's words which they did not mean, but which are the indicator of something more about their true essence than the words they meant. Imagine being able to generate texts on texts in culture and sounds on sounds in a single melody, pointing to a brand new world, which is totally yours...It is at that instant that you may decide to share it with who will or can accept you the way you are...