They are a reminder that Asia and Africa share similar yet different heavens.
United by Providence and happenstance, the cheery smell of cinnamon at Christmas transports everyone to the sacred tears of Sri Lanka, from Italy to India, these centers of civilization are light years a way in religious form, yet united under the lion with sword. They are separated at a perpetual divinely ordained impasse of love and compassion.
From Krishna to Christ, a chosen one was chosen to enrapture our civilization with love, charm, soulfulness, and friendship. From the Ocean of Mystics to the Sea of Middle Earth, Sri Lanka and Venice perpetually retain a sacred space on the heart of mankind.
Nauru and Curaçao are oceans away, yet know secret of the island way of life.
Just as Nauru is Polynesian proper of mixed East Asian and Aboriginal-Black, many on Curaçao are mixed "Polynesian" faux-proper of mixed European, African, and Native American.
It is matter of destiny, that matches lovers, jobs, the religious, and nations.
During the cold war by the gravity of the US and USSR they were drawn into opposite orbits. Eventually after the frost of the Cold War melted they become there very own.
Bhutan as well is situated in a twilight zone in between the two Great Powers of Asia; India and China, with a tilt towards China.
As flags are sacred totems, there is a sacred connection from Mt. Etna to Mt. Gangkhar Puensum, where powerful spirits and secrets lay.
