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The Tempest of Self-Creation: Unleashing the Power Within

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Written and posted by Bedor Alobaidi: All content on this blog is copyrighted. It is imperative to respect this copyright when sharing any material from this blog. If you wish to share any content on social media or for educational purposes, please ensure to include my name. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or claiming of my work as your own is strictly prohibited by law. If you are interested in sharing my work, kindly quote and credit me in your publication to avoid legal consequences. Bedor Alobaidi/ Interested to ask me a question? Please go ahead. I will be more than happy to do my best in answering if it's something related to my personal knowledge. The Tempest of Self-Creation Unlashing the Power Within  By Bedor Alobaidi  Artwork by Moroccan-Ghanaian artist David Alabo  Once upon a time, in a world where unconditional love was often spoken of but rarely demonstrated, there lived a person who yearned for genuine examples of this profound emotion. They grew tired of empty word

Conversation With a Sparkling Soul

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Written and posted by Bedor Alobaidi: All content on this blog is copyrighted. It is imperative to respect this copyright when sharing any material from this blog. If you wish to share any content on social media or for educational purposes, please ensure to include my name. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or claiming of my work as your own is strictly prohibited by law. If you are interested in sharing my work, kindly quote and credit me in your publication to avoid legal consequences. Bedor Alobaidi/ Interested to ask me a question? Please go ahead. I will be more than happy to do my best in answering if it's something related to my personal knowledge. Conversation With a Sparkling Soul  By: Bedor Alobaidi  Illustration: Unknown artist. Internet source.  Conversation With a Sparkling Soul  By Bedor Alobaidi  Despite the crowded room, the noise couldn't diminish the sparkle in his eyes when he spoke to me.  He listened to me with curiosity and understanding, showing a genuine

Whispers of the Night: An Exploration of Mysterious Encounters

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Written and posted by Bedor Alobaidi: All content on this blog is copyrighted. It is imperative to respect this copyright when sharing any material from this blog. If you wish to share any content on social media or for educational purposes, please ensure to include my name. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or claiming of my work as your own is strictly prohibited by law. If you are interested in sharing my work, kindly quote and credit me in your publication to avoid legal consequences. Photo credit: Internet source-Unknown.  No one knows what the taste of struggle might look like when you go to a party you are invited to. You go in your best attire and elegance, only to be forgotten as if you were a transparent person, a gelatinous being. They play with you, wanting you to be a decoration or a model to showcase the finest jewelry. They write on you "do not touch". This is my situation at parties, forbidden to touch, forbidden to interact, forbidden to be approached  to greet

The Seagull Image

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Written and posted by Bedor Alobaidi: All content on this blog is copyrighted. It is imperative to respect this copyright when sharing any material from this blog. If you wish to share any content on social media or for educational purposes, please ensure to include my name. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or claiming of my work as your own is strictly prohibited by law. If you are interested in sharing my work, kindly quote and credit me in your publication to avoid legal consequences. The Seagull Image  By Bedor Alobaidi  Photograph by: Mohammed Hani  Model: Hussein Muslim  The Seagull I see it chasing me everywhere, and the matter does not stop at just one image.  One image is not enough.  The repetition of the same scene between the street and the dream stripped me in a real way. Without exaggeration, whenever I see a white seagull, pure white like an angel of mercy, I feel great joy and there is a secret in it that is neither understood nor spoken. I hold my breath as I see myself