The Trappist
Majede Motalebi
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People go to the church every Sunday and save up for their heaven. I dreamed a priest lacerating Jesus’ flesh with his teeth and eating it. This nightmare kept being repeated, firmly occupying my entire soul. I did not mean to have such nightmares. Thanks to these nightmares, I contemplated about my evolutionary trend. Now, I am a dog. Lest I have been once a crap-sucking mosquito or a crow or a rat! Will I someday become a human? Will I be a priest if I become human? If priest, will I have a cross-manufacturing shop? And another question: has this priest been a dog someday in the past? If yes; of which race? Has he satisfied or suppressed his instincts? Am I compensating as such in the form of a dog? These nightmares were tormenting my mind. Such thoughts were too large to fit in my limited-capacity brain. Before that, I had been repeatedly dreaming puppet. They chewed their strings to get rid of the obedience and marsh. This question was haunting their bodies, twisting their souls in a gradual disintegration.
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Ringing sounds of Saint Salvatore bells awakened my lord. People are not awakened but by the sound of a bell. We dogs have our own logic such that logic is a tool to protect the mind against errors. Humans have no choice but to apply “deduction” for reaching a certainty and conclusion but one can barely find a dog disturbing its mind by seeking for cause and effect. Humans need ontological, cosmological, ulterior and ethical reasons for proving existence of their Lord. They follow the chain of causes to make their imaginations, hallucinations and fancies believable, and also, to enable worshiping of their God. A dog like me undoubtedly believes in the stroke of my lord's affectionate hand and his existence “as my God” even if he feeds me with a thin skin of a goat’s intestine. Respectfully, I am a dog; brought up courteously as such. I am one of the humble and mute artists in the circus. This story is derived based upon life adventures of the “Trappist”, my dear lord!
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Majede Motalebi Writer . Painter . Sculptor 1985 Tehran - IRAN FINE ARTS - LOTUS educational college of LONDON FINE ARTS - University of Fundamental Studies RUSSIA Honor degree in FINE ARTS - CANADIAN UNIVERSITY OF DUBAI SPECIAL PRIZE: FOR GRAPHICS AND ORIGINALITY ITALY National Prize for Poetry Athena Art Space - 2011 SPECIAL AWARD: LOVE AND PEACE ITALY National Prize for Poetry Athena Art Space - 2012 www.majede.com Her books include: ❖ Way and by way ❖ Demonic mind ❖ The queen, zoroaster’s adopted sister ❖ The isthmus in repairing ❖ The mad who laughs at tragedy ❖ A piece of pleasant music in theology system ❖ The poor eastern woman in pictures ❖ When a woman writes ❖ I take refuge in god from satan ❖ I’m a santimental woman ❖ A beautiful composition from the wisdom music system ❖ When for the first time … ❖ Wise Animals (1) ❖ Wise Animals (2) ❖ The Bench ❖ The Acrobat