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“Landmarks to the muses that inspired the music/ when I could tell it was sincere without trying to prove it.” - Drake

Part 5:

Even our exit was an experience. This is the door to the elevator we took back to the first floor. Along with the vitality of a growing flower, a dose of confusion, and the soulful sounds of Mongolian yodeling elevator music (not making this up) stuck in my head, I left with the following perspective:

We’re all living mosaics using pieces of our experiences to create the image of who we are. Each of those pieces reflects the light within us, and in a world full of darkness, bringing our lights together saves us from being consumed. As the African proverb goes, I saw . I could see her mosaic, and I wanted to be a part of her image and for her to be a part of mine. I wanted the possibility to use our pieces to build ourselves into a new image.

Just like those mirror shards, it’s easy to see yourself in so many different people, places, and things, but think carefully about where you get the pieces you take with you. I got lucky and chose wisely.

Part 4:

After discussing Khalifa Qattan’s art, history human relations, love, religion, and the Universe... It got real deep. We were put in a room where the art simulated a trip through space. The visuals and the music were entrancing. Flashing lights, glow in the dark effects, all kinds of sci-fi sounds. It was intense. Almost like my brain was being sifted and thoughts, questions and answers just emerged. Then, I had a dream that night.

I was a cluster of stars chasing another cluster through space past all kinds of other celestial bodies. I eventually caught up with the other cluster and we merged.

Made me look at life a little differently. Everything is starting to look mosaicked.

Continued in the next post, the final post... @ The Mirror House

Part 3:

Alongside her daughter, Lidia Qattan, owns and operates The Mirror House. She told us the story of how she built the house with her late husband, and detailed life in Kuwait mid 20th Century. Her storytelling had us like mice to the piper. As the big personality boomed louder and louder from the little Italian expat, the house gave use crazier and crazier surprises.

This picture was taken as Lidia instructed us to give our astrological signs for that room’s surprise.

I won’t give too many details outside my main one. If you ever get to the Middle East, you simply need to visit.

Continued in the next post...