Before You Know It, a Century's Gone By

Before you know it, a century's gone by. Then another. Then all you can talk of is a distant place (this here) and another Time altogether, with which you are only in the slightest connected. Of people who, though quite who we are, we're quite, quite unlike. And so Time flies. In the main, though the emotions of roots and certainties of history remain, we're soon not really connected to any person we truly and personally know there, in the bygone Time.

Obama the Nilote, in the Land of the Pharaohs

Obama the Nilote, whose own roots are the Nile's very own, today comes upon the Nile's journey's endless end, there in Egypt -- the glorious land of the Pharaohs. That same Nile, which is timeless: nourisher of Time itself, which is likewise timeless; and nourisher of the earth's very soul.

How so very apt the moment & how so very nice & else!

May his speech there be great and may it gladden Imhotep's heart, who is for all Time!


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Note: Obama at the Sphinx and the Pyramids:
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Click 3 (For info on the Sphinx)
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References:
1. Ali Mazrui, "Nilotes I have Known, From Obote to Obama"
2. Philip Ochieng, "The Pride of a People: Barack Obama, the Luo"