Human Haze

Have your ever seen this gaze?
I have stared at them misty eyes
Longing for the blue sky in a daze
And then portrayed them days
Through them fictitious plays.

Act One Only
Scene 1
The Garden of Eden. A hilarious walk near the river of Hearsay. Birds of pray in the bay trees imitating the nightingale but in vain. A voice of whistling through the trees then mortification. Eye-witness, a young bard of good manners and handsome traits traverse the blue stream; the way he walks is tremendous; it seems he is tricky to trigger.
Eye-witness: (he has the habit to meditate)
The reaction I get here is always clear,
But there is something missing!
What was that?
Was it the wilderness message?
Am I still trying to manage?
I’ll never be untrue to myself
In order to reach the human self.
While the still wind blows from north as it does in April passage, Eye-witness is lying on his back with his eyes wide open to the blue sky. He could conceive a large mirror of the human impetuous helmets; of those henchmen hens; of him and her…
Eye-witness: Good day blue sky! I’ll fly to you
With my own winged thoughts.
(He stares for a moment or two
At a soaring royal eagle…)
I have fervour for you my God,
Will you Ferment my soul today
For a young fawn to save me
And draw a smile of felicity
In my festive face!
This place has everything
No inventions or intentions
That may feign my fancies
From the façade of human fallacies.
While pondering upon this vista like a politician on a TV show, there come sliding, crawling like a lizard or a snake fending... a wrought iron soul maiden that was known by the name of Eye-Candid; she was caddied in a red clear cloak, showing her most vivacious vices and wits...She was utterly pretty if angels were in position to misjudge her outer beauty…I her eyes, a mirror like, one may see the everlasting realty…She was in a hilarious walk as usual before the sun set…She could now invade the slumbering man laying on his back to the leaving sun…

Eye-Candid: Wake up! Has this dream stopped?
Don’t you know that the dream is your reality?
Wake up! Seize theses last rays with me!

Eye-Witness: (he is astounded…he tries to make the scene quicker than he can...)
Welcome thee! My eyes will never cease
To long for thy presence my wild love;
Time so slowly turned ‘till I burned
My craving sensations for you...
(She smiles like a daisy, penetrating the man’s eyes before the evening darkens the vista…)
In your eyes I see the world;
A world of wild sensations;
A world of wise intuitions;
A world of us as a nation…
Come back baby! Reign here!
I’m your island candid eye…
Eye-Candid: (transcending what she hears and bears to traverse the few miles between them…)
Oh! My darling, dare not to demand
Me since I’m already in your hand.
Let words die for a moment or two
And keep our eyes fixed on this gloom…
Scene 2
Darkness darkens the doors of a mansion at the top of the hill…a myriad of stars shine to make a shade for the glinting moon…The mansion is a castle of yore made of roses and feathers…conveying the Van Gogh ‘vase’…a break through the art sensation of the human mind…There is a red light fire which seems to takes its time to warm the place…Eye-Witness and Eye-Candid haphazardly discuss the ensued human eyries…

Eye-Witness: (with a book on his left hand…he turns the last page and looks as if about to give a speech…)
The world is on fire!
Approximately a disaster,
Believe me love
This is reflected in your candid eyes…

Eye-Candid: Tell me darling what you witness?
Is it a human wilderness?
Or is it your fragile temper
That makes you contrite?
Eye-witness, sane enough to defend his cogito…he retorts…

Eye-Witness: I will not hesitate my love
For all what I see is above
All reflected in your eyes…
I see stress, strangeness…
Everything is less and less…
No human contact and this is a fact!
I can only lose my tears
If they may cleanse the fallacies
Of every lost human soul…

Eye-Candid: Do not darling! Replay not!
Your tears are my diamonds
Never waste them even on me!
In the morrow there is a light t
That will leave us ambitious…
HOPE! HOPE! SMILE!
She hugs him in her wide open arms…he step into unconsciousness and oblivion in the arms of his beloved…Night divides their way…dawn will not come this time…
(To be continued…)

Maroc: le calendrier des jours fériés 2017

Evénements religieux:
Aïd Al Mawlid: lundi 12 décembre 2016  (2 jours)
1er ramadan: du samedi 27 mai au lundi 26 juin 2017 Le 1er Ramadan n’est pas férié mais c’est une date importante à noter.
Aïd Al Fitr:  26 juin 2017 (2 jours)
Aïd Al Adha:samedi 2 septembre 2017  (2 jours)
1er Moharram: Jeudi 21 septembre 2017 (1 jour)
Calendrier civil:
-Nouvel an: 1er janvier 2017
-Manifeste de l’indépendance: 11 janvier 2017
-Fête du travail: 1er mai 2017
-Fête du Trône: 30 juillet 2017
-Libération de Oued Eddahab: 14 août 2017
-Révolution du Roi et du peuple: 20 août 2017
-Fête de la Jeunesse: 21 août 2017
-Anniversaire de la Marche Verte: 6 novembre 2017
-Fête de l’indépendance: vendredi 18 novembre 2017

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Atlantic wave biggest ever recorded by buoy


Storm over the AtlanticImage copyrightGETTY IMAGES
Image captionThe wave was captured not by man, but by a buoy

The highest-ever wave detected by a buoy has been recorded within the Atlantic ocean.
The 19-metre (62.3ft) wave happened between Iceland and therefore the UK, off the Outer Hebrides, the World Meteorological Organization aforesaid.
It was created within the aftermath of a really sturdy cold front with 43.8 knot (50.4mph) winds on 4 February 2013.
The WMO, that discharged the info, aforesaid the previous record was 18.275 metres (59.96ft) in December 2007.
That wave was also in the North Atlantic.
It is not the biggest-ever recorded wave, however. In 2002 a ship spotted a 29-metre (95 ft) North Atlantic wave.
The buoy is an elemant of the UK Met Office's network of Marine Automatic Weather Stations. Known as K5, it sits in the North Atlantic off the Western Isles
The buoys complement ship-based measurements and satellite observations, which monitor the oceans and forecast meteorological hazards on the high seas.

Peaks and troughs

Giant waves are often created within the Atlantic that stretches from the Grand Banks upland off the coast of Canada to the area south of Iceland and west of the UK.
In winter, wind circulation and pressure systems cause extratropical storms, typically referred to as bombs, the WMO aforesaid.
The height of a wave is measured from the crest of 1 to the trough consecutive.
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