it could be so, searching my soul

Once again, in his brainy zany kind of way, Martino takes us through the txt landscape of existence as he describes a journey whereby some foreigners and some Moroccans journey through the desert of Morocco. So acutely, does the author’s insights into the magical mystery tour of life pour out from each character, that the reader forgets Morocco and the desert and finds himself/herself in a wonderful landscape within the self. With references to the Bhagavad Gita, the Koran, and prophets throughout history such as Abraham, Jacob, Joseph, and Muhammad, Martino takes a divine and universal txt landscape to display the frailties, the despair, and the hope, the sorrow, and the joy, the accomplishments and failures of mere mortals living in this divine historical landscape that is projected onto a mortal setting: a journey across a desert where all human feelings and actions are exposed. Unique and poetic/prose-like writing, with grand absurdities, hyperbole, magical/realism, and allegorical meanings take the reader on a hallucinatory trip that closely resembles the reality of it all; a parallel reality that can never capture the ultimate Reality but that can nevertheless, as Martino has done, depict the observation and experience of such Reality as it glimmers in the dark and becomes the sun in the day, all the while oscillating from one position to the other and suggesting an entirely different place. Come with Martino to this ’place’ on a zany brainy journey through the desert of Morocco that so closely if not exactly paints the txt of the mind as it tries to settle into the heart.