Ibrahim Al-Koni: a night migrant crossing the darkness

It is difficult to trace the cosmic footprint to Ibrahim, perhaps he is hidden in the desert, text by text. “Ulysses” Badawi writes his travels in the arena of legend. “A night migrant crossing the darkness” with existential ammunition without banks. A novelist who cleverly blew established ideas from the novel’s courtesy, into the Sahara anthology, from “Dust,” “Bleeding of the Stone,” and “Waw Al-Saghra” to dozens of other novels, in a prismatic account. from the conditions of light, darkness, secrets and lines of sand, wandering the labyrinth of the Sahara and mythology. Tuareg tribes and destinies that control the destiny of the people there. A unique atlas of the anatomy of the environment, its organisms and its mysteries, as a lost and sacred paradise. Thus, intimacy and cruelty alternate in the interpretation of this infinite universe open to wisdom, contemplation and mystical tone.

In his new book “Blasphemy against the rights of the roots” (The Arab Foundation for Studies and Publications), Ibrahim Al-Koni does not leave his climates, but this time he stands on their borders in an attempt to examine his experience from within and the characteristics of your narrative adventure. Write about the desert while living in the Swiss Alps, as if the visual inventory of the first place does not leave its owner no matter how far away it is. Here he polishes the phrase with intense fragments, philosophical reflections, literary testimonies and dialogues with him, all of which work to redefine the looted time and the reasons for the emergence of the first smell. “Our obsession with everything old is evidence that time is also aging: what we like about the effects of urbanism, or the music of past eras, or The myths of the ancients are the imprint of antiquity when time, compared to our time, was still intact, a mysterious mystery descended on The consciousness of being, possessed by a childish spirit of revelation, to transmit in our presence the sticks this frenzied charge, attesting to the presence of a metaphysical principle that we call paradise, which is destined to remain in Our reality is the stripping of an alienated intuition that we domesticate in our dreams, but how do we manage to recover it as spontaneous and youthful ammunition, accompanied by the temptation of imp possible, except in the presence of death, ”he says. On the other hand, he explains, “All main thoughts are the result of contemplation, and meditation does not occur except in isolation.” The isolation imposed by the “Covid 19” pandemic led the owner of the “scarecrow” to commit to writing “the diary of an epidemic prisoner”, in an ideological sequence that monitors the crimes against nature of the invaders, the environmental conspiracy against the desert and forcing him to renounce his generous identity, and “the bloody surgery that stripped him.” From its natural repertoire ”, calling for spiritual education in the face of epidemics and the Calvary of desertification. It also refers to the nomadic tendency of being: “The authorities of the world cannot denounce the tendency to disobedience in a person who refuses to comply with an emergency law that imposes a curfew, unless they recognize the identity of the human race in its natural dimension. So if a person is a natural being with stroma, then he is a free organism by nature. And being free with an adult means that he was born late. That is, he found himself in a reality outside the home. Out of the bottle that the authorities are too difficult to pack today; Outside the barn that the authorities, with the power of the laws made by man, try to return by force, ignoring the natural laws that still rule in the veins of this creature, enchanted with the use of its feet.