Samson Did he dream of Samson crushing twin pillars top topple the temple in the Philistines metropolis? Did Delilah offer coca cola and breasts that bleed bullets from Vietnam to Angola? Flaunting her dollars lap dancing an innocence that she’s not what she seems. She is made from the dreams in a bottle of djinn. But Samson’s been laden with a terrible burden, invoking the names of the prophets of God to justify war on the armies of profit. But what if this ‘god’ is a turbulent spirit, what if it comes from a darkness within and what if this scheming is blaspheming sin? And what if it’s dreaming? For the Philistines pray to barbarous spirits and the Philistines pay for this barbarous power. In a city of towers false minarets and bright neon spires call all to obey what the dollar desires. But there is another from Afghanistan a moslem saint - a holy man whose death united Sufis. Christians, pagans, Jews. Rumi’s dancing words were suffused with one word. And that word is Love. |
