"A beautiful woman does not die.. She is replaced!"
It is not a harsh statement, but a precise description of a mechanism!
Killing in the era of the image is no longer with a sword, but by displacement!
And monotony no longer needs a hangman; rather, a newer alternative!
Shahryar did not hate women, he hated boredom!
And Scheherazade did not survive because she was the most beautiful, but because she raised the cost of the ending! And survival, in every era, is the ability to raise the cost!
Today, beauty is a commodity, and a commodity is replaced. And here specifically, a woman stands before her eternal choice: between two pencils!
The kohl pencil or "cosmetic" each works in light, draws a face that is seen then erased by the next light! While the ink pencil works in time, it writes a lasting impact after the writer has vanished!
The first adorns the image, and the second creates meaning...and what does not work in time has no history!
Beauty is a grace period, not immunity! A short grace period in a world that produces faces faster than thoughts! And the kohl pencil alone is not enough to face this torrent...because a torrent is not stopped by adornment, but by depth!
And here is the crucial and decisive question: Are you beautiful or stunning?
And the difference here is not in degree, but in essence!
The beautiful is seen, the stunning is read! The beautiful passes by, the stunning leaves an impact! The beautiful is admired, the stunning is unsettling! The beautiful is replaced, the stunning fills you with questions!
"Abu Noora" sang about a stunning woman he did not name:
"Everything about her is natural.. and it's supernatural"!
"Her kindness.. the harshness of her indifference.. her laugh.. the majesty of her cry.. her spirit.. the sharpness of her wit"!
And this is not a contradiction, but the pinnacle of depth!
The woman who possesses both extremes lives in the space between them...and this space is the realm of questions!
"Filled with questions" he says it twice, as if he fears you might forget!
And questions are what remain after the body disappears!
"Is she possible or impossible?" Impossible does not get replaced because it does not repeat! "Why does every miracle that passed this universe.. have a connection with her?"! She who bears a miracle steps out of the commodity circle! Because a commodity is measured, and a miracle is immeasurable!
"Why is everything about her that you think you know.. do you not know it?"! This is the trap that saves her; every time you think you've grasped her, she escapes with a new question!
The market does not want a woman who confuses... it wants a clean surface, quick to consume, leaving no questions! That's why a woman is rewarded if she hides the sharpness of her intelligence inside a comfortable mold! And typically desires a cultured woman with no opinion! Strong without conflict! Shining without a trace!
And this is not empowerment, but soft domestication presented as a victory!
True empowerment is to remain the only lady whose secret is not replaced!
Empowerment is being the question that cannot be closed! It is your secret being greater than your image, and making your presence always an event that does not repeat!
It means raising the cost of your replacement until it becomes impossible! And to hold the ink pencil, not just the kohl!
Empowerment is to write with the ink. And domestication is to draw with kohl or cosmetics only!
"It's not just a beauty story. Although beauty in it is an issue."
And the problem with beauty here is that it is reduced to an exhibition, not to perplexity!
And beauty that does not open a question ends at the first admiration!
"O beginnings of love.. O ends of passion"!... He who owns the beginning and the end owns time... and time by nature is not replaced!
"Why have I never found warmth for its chill.. except your warmth?" And here lies the certainty! Not because she is the most beautiful, but because she is the only one who made herself a question!
And the real relationship -in my opinion- occurs when both parties become a question to each other, and when one can no longer interpret the other, forcing a continuation of attempts! And when also presence becomes a meaning not just an image!
Scheherazade did not survive because she was telling stories, but because her stories made Shahryar ask: "What next?"!
The dangerous woman is the one who makes the man ask forever! Not just about the story, but about her! About her secret that does not reveal! And about her depths that are inexhaustible! And about that well of questions that never dries up!
The digital speed today produces one image after another, and one beauty erases another! And the woman who bets only on the kohl pencil gambles on a mirage! Because the image repeats, and the meaning deepens! And the ink pencil is what remains! Because it writes you in the memory of time, not in the album of the moment!
Therefore, the battle is not between man and woman! The battle is between two pencils: between the kohl pencil and the ink pencil! Between light and time! Between surface and meaning! Between being an image to be consumed, or a text to be re-read again!
Boredom is the true killer, not the sword! And boredom is not defeated by new beauty, but by a new question! And the woman who makes her presence a question makes herself a time, not a moment! And she makes this time one that is not replaced unless by another deeper one!
The market wants the prettiest, while the society needs the deepest!
The difference between temporary admiration and lasting disquiet, is that the woman who unsettles is not forgotten! Because she plants a question in you, and a question once it enters the soul does not leave!
Shahryar is still alive in every algorithm that shows the latest instead of the most genuine, in every platform that raises the prettiest and buries the deepest! And in every eye that searches for a new image before understanding the old one's meaning!
And Scheherazade is still alive in every woman who refuses to be just an image! In every woman who raises the cost of her presence! In every woman who makes herself a troubling question, not a comforting answer! In every woman who holds the ink pencil, not just the kohl!
"Abu Noora" asked her in the end: "Did the questions not tempt you?"
As if he is reminding her that the real danger is not in being asked, but in ceasing to ask questions! About herself... about her existence... about her meaning... about the secret that makes her who she is, and unlike anyone else!
The woman who stops asking starts her journey to the end. And the one who continues to ask, remains stunning! And the one who remains stunning, stays alive in time!
And a beautiful woman does not die.. she is replaced!
Unless she makes her beauty a door to what lies beyond! Unless her beauty is an issue because it leads to wonder! And wonder to a question, and the question to time!
And here only, it is not just "a beauty story", but an equation of presence:
Beauty that perplexes, intelligence that explains, and meaning that accumulates!
And here only, she moves from the book of kohl and "cosmetics" to the book of ink, and from the record of images to the record of eternity!
Stunning.. therefore, you are in danger!
Not because someone will harm you, but because the world will find a thousand women that resemble your image, and will not find a single woman that resembles your questions!
The image is replaced, and the questions are immortalized!
And empowerment is to remain the mistress of your own decisions, while domestication is to become a comprehended image!
Because beauty has a grace period, and the stunning is forever!
