phantomشبح ؟
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نعم شبح لا وجود له في هذه الحياة ألم تسمع به ؟ ... مخلوق شبه غريب ... لا نراه ... هذا المخلوق شبه أعرف ... أضن أني قبلته من قبل ... لا لزلت أقبله للأن ... أضن أنه يسكنني أيضا نعم هكذا أضن
فلنتوقف ولو لمرة عن فتح مقدمات سأبدأ بسرد قصة نعيشها تسير في دمائنا ولم نشعر بها كالمخدرات تفقدنا وعينا و ما تنجدنا ... تغرقنا و ما من أحد ينقذنا
و ما هي ؟
هي " الوحدة " ... هي التي لم يكن لها وجود في قاموس حياتي ... هي التي كانت تنشئ جيوشها داخلي دون أن أعلم ... تنشئ جيوش و تعلن الحرب عليا و على إصرار تنوي هزيمتي ... تهيأ نفسها وقت سعادتي ... و تنقض عليا وقت حزني ... و لا تشفق عليا ... تزيد في نفسي الهم و البأس ... و تحاول إقناعي بأني وحدي ... تسود العالم من حولي ... و ما من شمعة تنيره ... تبني في داخلي بركان هادئ و تشعله وقت ما أرادت ... و تتسل لي إسالة دمعي ... تشعل فتيلة النار و تتأمل الدخان من بعيد لبعيد وهي تشاهد هيجاني ... و هيجاني يقتلني ولا مطر تطفئ بركاني ... بركاني يهيج يعلن معاد الممات ... و أنا أنتظر موعد ضرب الزلزال ليزاح الهم من القلب العابس ... أنتظر أمواجً قوية تحمل معها دموعي و تسافر و تنسى ما سمعته عني و عن وحدتي ... وحدتي , وحدتي كالجرثومة تتسرب من داخلي ... تعزلني عن موطني ... عن المجتمع ... و مهما كنت وسط الحشود أقنعتني أني وحدي و لا أحد بجانب فص
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