December 2011
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Dec 30th
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Dec 30th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 25th
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the lost pages of the traveller's christmas...
(Read Part 10 HERE) Egypt, The Last of the Lost Pages, One for the Ages In Egypt, robberies, shootings and deaths peak on Christmas due to the deadly regime imposed by government officials working with the Orthodox Church. Christmas starts on the 7th of January here, they call this regime Advent and it’s in place for 40 days. People are forced for 40 days not to eat, drink, and leave their...
Dec 24th
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the lost pages of the traveller's christmas...
(Read Part 9 HERE) Great Britain Not a quiet moment goes by in Great Britain in the lead up to Christmas; it’s a day the people are rushing as if their lives depended on it and during the night, not a soul in sight. Perfectly calm, no wind, empty park benches and owls lurking on top of red telephone boxes. It’s during the night that interested me; I didn’t care much for the day as...
Dec 23rd
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the lost pages of the traveller's christmas...
(Read Part 8 HERE) Greenland Corruption and conspiracy plague Greenland as during Christmas time mercenaries dressed in heavy chain armour raid unexpected homes. I didn’t see any Christmas trees here and it was no mystery as to why such green wonders were strangers to homes. The mercenaries are hired by unknown entities that are believed to have paid the mercenaries unbelievable amounts...
Dec 22nd
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the lost pages of the traveller's christmas...
(Read Part 7 HERE) Holland The Sun disappears in Holland during the festive season; St. Jabiru is believed to be living somewhere within the underground waiting to give gifts to children who have been behaving. However, it was not all that nice, as the rumours flowed like the Nile River of Africa, but I was cynical, I didn’t believe until the priest told me to leave this place. He...
Dec 21st
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“She wrote, ‘I’ll never be alone again,’ on the palm of her hands as she sat by...”
– Michael Daaboul
Dec 21st
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the lost pages of the traveller's christmas...
(Read Part 6 HERE) Micronesia In Micronesia, the small islands are quiet; you can hear the wind and the gentle brushing of the trees speak to each other. Not many people are around during Christmas time, so I decided to see what everyone gets up to. I was thinking it would involve family gatherings and overindulging on coconut juice. However, a young boy told me all the adults go to church,...
Dec 20th
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the smile of dreams
When the person you love dies, in your dreams, all you remember is their smile. You once again feel like you belong right after you have moved on four years ago. You might have let go, but your mind still holds on. You try so hard to stop the many thoughts that flood during the time of sleep where it’s your only time to rest in an eight hour day of full time work, seven days a week. You work on...
Dec 20th
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the lost pages of the traveller's christmas...
(Read Part 5 HERE) Peru Christmas in Peru was odd; priests would be planetary orbit the streets in a fashion that was curious, curious to me and to any fat cat. I decided to follow a group of priests; they carried small altars and seemed large enough to fit a medium sized child in there, half my height it seemed. It looked rather lightweight or the physical small build of the ancient priest...
Dec 19th
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the lost pages of the traveller's christmas...
(Read Part 4 HERE) New Guinea The tribes in New Guinea have an interesting tradition on Christmas with the stealing of infants that are traded with different tribes. The mother has no say in this barter, if she even made a sound she would be brutally impinged on by many nails coming out of a wooden bat. I watched in horror, hiding in the tallest tree I could find, I didn’t stay long...
Dec 18th
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“There was no Facebook anymore to remind friends that it was my birthday.”
– Michael Daaboul
Dec 18th
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the lost pages of the traveller's christmas...
(Read Part 3 HERE) Syria A special mass is held in churches of Syria in honour of the bloodthirsty, manic Saint Nichrome, who was said to have ridden the darkest horse one could ever see, the blackest black where no light could escape. The dazed once captured by the malevolent horse were paralysed and their eyes glued to the darkness. All those people laid there, couldn’t move and...
Dec 17th
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the lost pages of the traveller's christmas...
(Read Part 2 HERE) Vietnam Grief-stricken Vietnam remembers the slaughter of the Buddhism religion at the hands of French Christians during Christmas some millennia ago. The occupation of the brutal regime saw no mercy, killing all who opposed to convert from their philosophy, their way of life. It’s believed the French had no heart, but driven by the devil’s puppet. Every hand...
Dec 16th
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the lost pages of the traveller's christmas...
(Read Part 1 HERE) Wales I was dreaming of a Christmas in Wales and I was dancing with the musical notes playing from the instruments of music lovers everywhere. “It’s Christmas time … again.” This time of the year couldn’t have come any sooner for the people of Wales; it’s the only time they sing away their sorrows with music. It’s forbidden any...
Dec 15th
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“The words of ‘love’ and ‘hate’ exist in misery.”
– Michael Daaboul
Dec 15th
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the lost pages of the traveller's christmas...
Nothing made sense but the road ahead looked a little easier than before. Not many bumps this time, the road is smooth but it seems endless. The further I look the longer the road gets. You wish someone was next to you to experience what you having been through, seeing what no one believed, just, walking by your side. You wish the Sun would shine right past you, shine right past your mind,...
Dec 14th
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something missing
There is a photo over there with no frame. The Moon hasn’t received any sunlight tonight. There is green grass without having any water. There are flowers not in a vase. There is a book sitting in the corner that will never be read, a book which could change your life. There is music that will never be heard, but if you did, you would listen to it for years. There are churches with no...
Dec 11th
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“A broken heart so defined, is a home for a smile that is denied.”
– Michael Daaboul
Dec 8th
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November 2011
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