14/11/2025
THE MIRROR OF THE MIDDLE EAST
The Wounded Heart of Life: The Middle East
When you look at the world map, your eyes always linger on the same place. Lines, borders, stains… Each one like a scar of pain. But the Middle East is different; it is where the pulse of humanity beats fastest and most painfully. If a child cries, its sound does not reach the sky—it strikes history. Every breath carries a thousand-year-old fear; every gaze contains a loss. Even dust speaks here, even stones remind us of something. Life has been polluted in this land. Not just the soil, but meaning, sensation, and breath are tainted. Humans live, but life does not carry them. Everyone searches for something, yet no one truly wants to find it. Because finding means no longer being able to run away.
The Collapse of Meaning and the Fragmentation of Language
Words in the Middle East are wounded. When you say “peace,” guns flash; when you say “God,” blood is shed; when you say “justice,” everyone falls silent. Every word has lost its meaning in some war. Humans speak, but language is no longer a bridge—it is a chasm. This is what they call communication pollution: everyone shouts, yet no one wants to hear. Everyone knows, yet no one wants to understand. The silence of a true word is louder than a thousand speeches, yet here, silence has become the language of fear. Whereas silence is the breath of truth.
The Fatigue of Faith
Even faith here is exhausted. Every prayer is born of fear. Humans love God, yet fear Him. As sacred texts multiply on tongues, they diminish in hearts. Hearts have been covered with concrete; there is no echo, only noise. The larger the temples grow, the smaller the soul becomes. People worship, but do not find peace, for worship has become repetition of fear. In the Middle East, faith divides rather than unites. Everyone wants to draw God to themselves, yet such ‘games’ burn even those who approach.
The Darkness of the State and the Decay of Identity
States here are like iron minds: cold, rigid, and forgetful. Each claims to exist to protect its people, yet mostly consumes them. Israel feeds on fear, Iran on obstinacy, Turkey on division, Iraq on devastation, Syria on betrayal, Lebanon on silence. All are different faces of the same drama. The state once supposedly served humanity; now humanity serves as justification for the state. Identity is no longer a soul, but armor. Everyone carries an identity, yet no one knows themselves. As identities grow, the human shrinks.
The Blindness of Resistance
Organizations arise; they demand justice, freedom, yet in the end, they too become reflections of the state, carrying its shadow. Left, right, or faith-centered—all are born under the same curse: the anger of a suppressed spirit. Seeking freedom, they unknowingly forge new chains, for they carry the state within themselves. Every bullet is a fragment of unconsciousness. Even freedom, misunderstood, becomes self-imposed shackles. Resistance, when unconscious, is nothing but another name for anger.
Mirrors of the Middle East
Turkey stands at the center of this chaos, both reflection and echo. It has neither fully left the East nor reached the West. Like a soul trapped between two consciousnesses. Modernization has touched its body, but not its mind. The Republic proclaimed an ideal, but could not discipline the spirit. Thus, in Turkey’s streets, history still walks; old fears, old hatreds, old identities. Every election is a war, every idea a threat, every belief a test. Yet, if this country awakens its own consciousness, it could heal the heart of the Middle East. For Turkey’s task is not to fight, but to see.
Iran burns between the ashes of knowledge and the flames of anger. It is an ancient soul encircled by modern fears. When faith mixes with power, knowledge and knowing become dogma. Yet Iran’s essence teaches purification through fire; if it can transform its flames from sacredness to freedom, the Middle East can breathe anew.
Arabia is a desert lost in the glimmer of oil. The word of God and the language of commerce are intertwined. Wealth grows, yet meaning diminishes. Still, in the desert, a truth echoes: Silence is the first voice of life and freedom. When Arabia remembers this, it can measure its wealth with wisdom.
Syria seeks its own voice amid ruins. Every city has become a cemetery of memory. Yet beneath the ashes, humanity remains: people who wish to speak, love, and rebuild. If they rise, Syria will not only be reborn, but compel the world to notice anew.
Iraq is a history drowning in oil wells. Each sect holds a piece of the past. Yet a nation becomes free when it is a homeland not just of history, but of forgiveness. When Iraq learns this, its soil will breathe again.
Lebanon is a soul where destruction walks beside beauty. Wine and blood, music and pain coexist. It is reborn after every explosion because survival is its only tradition. If it can one day remain silent, wisdom will speak from there too.
Egypt is a sleeping giant. Magnificent as the pyramids, yet weary like the silence of its people. The shadows of pharaohs still fall on the walls of modern palaces. Yet the voice of the Nile whispers: True freedom rises not from stone, but from consciousness.
Israel carries both humanity’s wisdom and tragedy. The essential lesson: humanity has been lost by losing itself; yet Israelis and pioneers from Israel have always sought this truth externally. The tradition beginning with prophets, the unique voices of philosophy echoing freedom and reason like Spinoza, deep analysts of consciousness like Freud, revolutionary theorists like Marx, scientific pioneers like Einstein, literary observers like Amos Oz, wise political eyes like Arendt, modern visionaries like Herzl and Ben-Gurion—all emerged from this land. A people of both state and statelessness, exile and suffering. But its deepest wound is seeing itself as a chosen people above all; failing to turn inward and rediscover human and egalitarian consciousness deepens the tragedy. Yet when Israel confronts this truth and returns to itself, it will generate a wave of enlightenment; discovering the essence of humanity within its consciousness, it will radiate light to the world as a unified whole.
The Energy of Unconsciousness and the Law of Exhaustion
Humans fight when they do not understand their own energy. Societies collapse when they pollute theirs. Consciousness is a form of energy, and the Middle East’s energy has long been depleted. Every war, oppression, ban, and lie has drained it further. The region can no longer perceive or feel fully. A lethargy, a chronic exhaustion. People think they are living, yet are merely surviving. Life, however, begins not with mere breathing, but with awareness.
The Politics of Intelligence and Truth
Perhaps now, a seeing intelligence is being born. Old politics has ended because the old mind has worn out. A new vision and consciousness are needed: a consciousness acting with intuition instead of war, openness instead of fear, truth instead of power. A truly seeing human does not govern their people, but turns them inward. True power is not suppression, but awareness. Politics is no longer a game of knowledge and experience, but of consciousness and intelligence. The state’s duty is no longer protection, but to recognize itself and heal. For a nation is free only to the extent of its people’s consciousness.
The Beauty of the Vision of Truth
Perhaps all this outcry in the Middle East is a birth pang. Perhaps humanity will be reborn here—but this time not with blood, but with awareness. A new era begins: the age of consciousness and attention. The age of seeing and listening, self-knowledge and inner guidance, empathy and responsibility, seriousness… Each era nourishes and deepens the previous; people first listen within themselves, then to each other.
In this era, religions will quiet, ideologies dissolve into the earth, states shed their shells. Humanity will remember the essence of life: everything is one. Perhaps on that day no nation will say “I,” only “we.” For truth cannot be divided. Perhaps then the Middle East will no longer be the grave of humanity, but the womb of rebirth. Politics will speak through free intelligence and creative consciousness.
Silence for Truth
At some point, words are no longer enough. For words are the child of the mind; when the mind is still, only the real remains. The outcry of the Middle East will one day fall silent. Neither tanks, nor war, nor slogans, nor chatter of the mind will remain. Only naked silence. But this silence is not death—it is awakening. In that moment, humans realize: all wars were within themselves. Every state reflected its own fear. Every faith echoed a tragedy. Every ideology was a shadow severed from truth. Silence is the first time a human listens to their own heart. That heart, beaten by fear, sullied by greed, deceived by hope for thousands of years, now desires only one thing: to be free and fully human.
But freedom is no longer a flag; it is consciousness. It belongs neither to a nation, nor a dividing religion, nor an ideology. Freedom is the single moment in which a human realizes their own existence. Perhaps one day, in the mountains of the Middle East, awareness will echo instead of war. Perhaps in Jerusalem, deep silence will rise instead of dividing voices; for freedom is already there, within everything. And then, the world will breathe for the first time. Truth is heard not through noise, but through silence. On that day, all forms of slavery and self-loss will end, and free consciousness will be born.