Gliding along in mid-air on a magical carpet, swooning over the desert, so bleak and dusty.
The sky is pellucid – I can almost see heaven. Destination, a promised land where the sun shines on the gracious, and bores into the core of
the Philistines to teach them a lesson.
Shamal wind brushing my skin – it’s warm and soft as a mother’s caress.
My mind is blank – I have no conscience – I am free to be whoever I want, nothing but peace and serenity abound.
I’m truly on my way to a golden…alarm screeching, it’s time for work…