His Name Is THE ICON

Say your name!

Yes, say it out loud and dare not to keep it a secret. For names hold powers and a wide spectrum of energies within.

What are names worth I ask? Nothing, I can change my name, names are words

I will let go of my old name, its very powerful and nice though, yet I seek a more powerful name, how about Moosa, Eissa, or Mohammed.

I have seen the chosen one, he has not called me by my name though, he just smiled at me, he inspired me to speak of the most blessed words, he inspired me to utter the strongest of blessings.

I do miss him though, I have seen him twice, not with my eyes though, but with my heart. I have also once felt his presence, how merciful he was. Oh, I cannot explain to what extent.

But who is the other one then? He is not alive, I don’t know, he probably is though. I fail to understand his nature, he is all white, no details. Very serene too, he does not move, he is always still, he stands motionless in the left corner of my eye.

What should I call him? Jesus? I don’t know, he doesn’t look like him though, but what do we know what jesus looks like.

We only know what we have inherited from his images in churches. I have seen more then a hundred different pictures of him, not one of them looks like the other. Who said he is blond!!! Or of a fair complexion, I don’t know.

Maybe this man standing in the left corner of my eye is the real Jesus. I dont know, anyway we all are messiahs

I will call him the chosen one, the special one, hmmm, how about the icon.

Yes I will call him the Icon, the Aikoona.

Greetings Aikoona, who are you?

Silence is the answer, he tells me nothing of his nature but silence.

I was taught that silence is a sign of acceptance and of approval.

Then I shall ask him questions, and if he answers with silence then he means Yes.

Ok, here we go, Hello, are you alive?

Silence

Are you real?

Silence

Are you the Chosen one?

Silence

Do you think I am crazy?

Yes...