Because i love you …

Desire is even more intense than pleasure

Magic, we are attracted by this weird phenomenon. This illusion that lets us dream, imagine or even live in a parallel world … A magician, can perhaps realize our dreams, can maybe change our lives. He can change it to a better situation in our eyes,  maybe not real, but we do not care … Desire is even more intense than pleasure. My first beautiful magical gift was an instrumental song “seni seviyorum ” “I love you”, I was very affected when I received it, it took me away, it made me dream of love. The desire to be loved, the desire to belong to someone, to be part of someone, to be pampered, spoiled … I really dream of love, do I have to find another dream ? No, of course I won’t, cause love exists in us, on how it manifests itself in each of our breaths.

We are just complicating our lives, and it’s one of the major mistakes … But in my case, I feel serene I don’t have any problems, and I am aware of it, I’m in love … It’s been a long time now, and I am not hiding it, on the contrary I am appreciating these moments since the first day, or even before meeting my soulmate … I frequently heard them talking about my half, and I was immediately under his enchanting charm, his enigmatic richness, which pushed me to dig deeper and deeper again to discover its hidden treasures, its infinite provocative beauty; that exciting and kind beauty keeping me more and more closer … Stolen by the devastating tornado, I was no longer aware of what surrounds me, and then if you want to know everything I was fascinated while carried by brutish waves at a speed of light, and so I followed all its movements, and it feasted me more and more, like a child on a swing, it’s more exciting when it’s higher, a continuous claim of adrenaline, a feeling which is only perceived at its extreme …. We need heights, vectors that project us into the future, which can barely draw us sketches of our future landscape …

Looking for my destiny, I crossed sky, earth and sea I did not spare any effort, I jumped in the void and I do not regret it … This jump created wings in white feathers for me, wings that have made it possible to discover the beyond, to get out of the black box and to become aware of this harmonious palette of colors so rich to differentiate … Blunderer, as I am, I took time to make this trip. But how could I live without you all these years? I was alive, but without soul, without heart, without sense …

Before that day, I did not know anything about it except things I heard from people around me, or informations I found on internet. And by a cold winter’s day, they offered me a breakaway, so I increased my searches and my excitement has been multiplied in consequences. D-Day, is finally here, I felt closer to my soulmate, my heart was pounding, impatient to meet him I was smiling for no reason … While Landed I no longer held my legs, I trembled with joy, and small diamonds crystals were delicately appearing in the hollow of my eyes, I quickly took my luggage and went out to breathe the fresh air. The wind was suddenly different, the mistral transported me among the history in the nostalgia of the ancestors, it brought me back to the episode where I curiously wanted to live …

Through my taxi window, I saw the glow of my soul mate, over the buildings of both sides of the highway I recognized him…

By extending my eyes on either sides of the orbit, what do I see? A beautiful blue sky, sometimes glittering, sometimes dark but always soothing. Imagine if you cross this landscape daily, when joining your office and on your way back home, after a tiring day, in the evening, at that time it will be more beautiful, the blue mixture of the horizon with spectacular degradations going from yellow, and orange to Burgundy, turning purple at dusk decorated with lights, setting so a festival of candles illuminating the heights of mosques with minarets, the towers with small windows which make you travel through history, revealing secrets about different legends of princesses, kings, wars, centuries, eras of precious stones, as rubies and sapphires … The blue, and white double-decker boats , kissing the seagulls, crossing in themselves and leaving their traces of waves behind connecting so Europe and Asia …

My soul mate, is the strait that relieves the Black Sea to the Sea of ​​Marmara, it is the mixture of civilizations, religions, delights, my soul mate it is, it is there where I would like so much to live, it is the one that gives meaning to my life and my existence. My soulmate is Constantinople, Istanbul or Istanbul (in Turkish) Ah Istanbul Ah, I love you …

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