Arriving into the city of Cairo always brings forth a new experience. Returning, often calls for a new awakening. For the stolen ones, such can often be a legendary tale, experienced in real life.
It was on a sunny afternoon, February 29, 2016. A meeting in Zamalek, and a trip to the Chinese embassy led two homies to an encounter. Experiencing all of the intricacies that comes with a typical exploration in the heart of the city–well, sort of.
Walking passed “YaMama’s Center,” preceding to the hectic scenery of 26th of July street brings forth a rather intriguing aspect concerning these two spirits; who simply wanted to exist, and together go on an adventure; observing fashion, and the delicacies that await them.
They had crossed various Spirits on their journey together. One woman selling tissues, and another who was visiting from the city of Toronto. An Egyptian woman, who was wearing an attire from Zimbabwe. Her father was involved in exporting cultural items from this vivacious and intriguing culture. A short conversation brought familiarity. Numbers were exchanged, and the journey continued. One of the beautiful entities came as a result of enjoying eatery at local, Lebanese restaurant. That magic will be foretold later. . .
It was the journey back to New Cairo that brought such magic. The first stop on the spiritual map began at the Opera Metro. Centering beauty in harmony with the Opera House, that housed the music. Symbolic replicas of ancient Kemetic, Universal forces only noticed by those who can hear, with vision, that truly sees!
The two spirits, selling tissues were there to provide balance. Their presence was blessed. Having 3 “jewels,” they both could now find the right soul to give to. Entering into this temple, they would find the brown women, who awaited their presence!
Yet, for one, it was his first time as their guests! Going down the elevator, the karmic number of 8 was present in the dark feminine. A warning that in this space, their presence ruled. Those, who did not honor it, were brought forth with a serious consequence.
And there they were. . .providing the Spirit of balance; illustrious reminders of what was. Their existence was reflected on both,opposing sides of the chamber. They were not going anywhere, and those who were physical reflections of Earth’s, coloring soils were reminded of their purpose in having returned to this land.
Of great importance, the masculine persona of the duo was exposed to his own reflection of feminine nourishment. This depiction of the triple feminine assured him, that they would guide and keep him; as long as he sought them for wisdom and understanding. He would never be alone. And in his profession, it would be certain that he would understand a new meaning, in the matriculation of land. A more mystical dynamic that very few, if any. . .have explored!
It was important that he captured his image with them. For in it, lay a secret contract, forever binding his journey with them. Returning to them, where he would be led to another space in the city; honoring another trinity. One that showcased the union between the heavens and Earth.
And nestled across his chest, was the symbol of Kemet’s birth. He was protected!
The train’s journey was the epitome of MAGIC! The dark masculine and dark feminine attributes were in full force. And no one dared to challenge that pact. No one.
Getting off the train at El Monib Metro signaled that there was one more balance to ensure. The magic presents needed to be given away to a special Spirit. Walking for some time, and she stood by. A dark-skinned Egyptian woman, carrying a child. The Madonna was present. Needing some attraction for magic, the 3 jewels were given to her. . .And they carried on their way!
Riding in a van with other passengers, as they glazed outside of the windows. Cityscapes and landscapes were vigilant. Memories of the AUC Titans first game was observed. And returning to New Cairo was a hint of the day’s journey nearing completion. The middle of campus became the final step. The scent of conversations were felt by the palm trees, hovering over their Spirits. A few logistics, and ending of the journey signaled a date with the sleeping of night’s dreams.
Only to experience more mystics of Cairo for another time!