Our main problem is not Israel, is not the US oil policy, is not the barmy bush, is not the lack of international support, is not the greediness of global powers in the Middle Eastern resources…is not any thing of what you read or watch in news …
It is what you watch in streets, schools, banks, buses, governmental institutions, every house, churches and mosques, in every single corner….
Our problem is simply that we are a nation full of poets, full of religious lecturers, full of singers, full of actors, full of teachers, full of doctors, full or writers, full of drivers, full of politicians, full of directors, full of Gods, full of blue suites workers, full of managers, full of policemen, full of students, full of analyzers….. full of people...
BUT with no citizens.
30 Nov 2007
28 Nov 2007
الحرية سلاحا Samir Qasir
لا تخلٍ عن الفكر النقدي بعد اليوم، ولا معارك بالوكالة، ولا حرية من دون احرار. فكيف يقاتل من اجلها شعب نسي مذاقها؟ اصلاً، ان كلمة "الشعب" نفسها لن تثير بعد الآن الا التشكيك اذا ظلت مفهوماً مجرداً. فالشعوب هي اكثر تنوعاً، والجماهير هي اقل تراصاً مما تدعي العقائد."
الحرية سلاحا
عندئذ، تصبح الحرية سلاحاً في ايدينا. عندئذ، لن تكون المقاومة مجرد عزاء.
الحرية سلاحا
عندئذ، تصبح الحرية سلاحاً في ايدينا. عندئذ، لن تكون المقاومة مجرد عزاء.
27 Nov 2007
Once upon a time
Kan ya ma kan, once upon a time, there were a magical land …far away where the weather is chilling, the air is pure, where you can deny God or recreate yours, where you can draw with every color of freedom magnificent paintings, where you can swim behind the safety rope and not being threatened by sharks , where Humans are the religion every one fights for, where there are no ceilings above your head, no walls around you, where the whole planet celebrates your individuality, where your existence is more than an ID number…
Once upon a time, where you were a human…
Good night my pretty child, dream of the human that you are...And maybe some day, maybe one day you will be that human and you will unleash the human inside every one you see, every one you touch , every one you share air with.
Once upon a time, where you were a human…
Good night my pretty child, dream of the human that you are...And maybe some day, maybe one day you will be that human and you will unleash the human inside every one you see, every one you touch , every one you share air with.
24 Nov 2007
Dukkah?!
Happy memories, when I hear this phrase a flash of a child with colorful ice-cream playing with his parents who smile at each other all the time in a green wide garden with a dog playing frisby with him and the sun is shinning and a …..lablabla.
Wait a minute! This is not my happy memory, I squeezed my mind to search for one happy memory when I was really happy, I couldn’t find!
It is not that I had a miserable life, no… my childhood was great and my life is full of “suppose to be” happy memories… but I wasn’t happy, I wasn’t sad too but I just wasn’t satisfied enough.
Even those glorious moments of school and after school activities when you supposed to feel like a star, when you are famous and appreciated by your teachers and friends and yet …those were not exactly happy moments.
Laughing, talking and all shared activities with friends who I do really love, are still not enough for my “happiness”.
They say charity work makes you feel better about yourself and you feel HAPPY… well, even charity work doesn’t give me happy moments, I feel happy of course but not the ultimate pure happy moments.
feeling disappointment for no particular reason, Emptiness, shallowness is what ruin those moments for me...
I am not depressed as you may think, I am happy, jumping, running, laughing, going out…. but I am not living any happy moments.
That reminds me of the "Dukkah", –not the food of course!-, but what Buddha described it as the first noble truth out of four.
So ..... I will end your “Dukkah" and stop talking for now, in hope to really live those pure ultimate happy moments some day.
Wait a minute! This is not my happy memory, I squeezed my mind to search for one happy memory when I was really happy, I couldn’t find!
It is not that I had a miserable life, no… my childhood was great and my life is full of “suppose to be” happy memories… but I wasn’t happy, I wasn’t sad too but I just wasn’t satisfied enough.
Even those glorious moments of school and after school activities when you supposed to feel like a star, when you are famous and appreciated by your teachers and friends and yet …those were not exactly happy moments.
Laughing, talking and all shared activities with friends who I do really love, are still not enough for my “happiness”.
They say charity work makes you feel better about yourself and you feel HAPPY… well, even charity work doesn’t give me happy moments, I feel happy of course but not the ultimate pure happy moments.
feeling disappointment for no particular reason, Emptiness, shallowness is what ruin those moments for me...
I am not depressed as you may think, I am happy, jumping, running, laughing, going out…. but I am not living any happy moments.
That reminds me of the "Dukkah", –not the food of course!-, but what Buddha described it as the first noble truth out of four.
So ..... I will end your “Dukkah" and stop talking for now, in hope to really live those pure ultimate happy moments some day.
Lebanon and the emergency law... a story of endlessness
As I thought, sadly the Lebanese didn’t reach any agreement today which led Emile Lahoud to announce the emergency state till 30th of Nov.
The emergency state means that the Army will take over all security issues.
Looking over choices Lahoud had, I can tell that his decision is obviously the right one, even though that his call in Lebanese law considered unconstitutional because it wasn’t approved by the government that gave a short statement of refusal to that decision after their meeting without giving any suggestion or any alternative solution.
The state in Lebanon is really dangerous and it could explode any minute, for the army to take over the situation is the only thing be done to protect Lebanon from any other terrible civil war.
We all know who the Lebanese government is made of, people who hold bad history, and even if the parts of this insider conflict didn’t face each other with weapons, this could easily provoked by an outsider agent…
But the question is after the Army takes over the situation in Lebanon, and the almost impossible agreement between the government and the opposition, where it will end?
The international community will be happily forced to intervene… and we all know what this would mean.
the funniest thing was when I heard Ban Ki-moon asking for for all parties in Lebanon's political crisis to maintain calm and work for a compromise on electing a president as soon as possible...
gherak kan ashtar ki-moon!!
و الله ينجينا من الآتي
The emergency state means that the Army will take over all security issues.
Looking over choices Lahoud had, I can tell that his decision is obviously the right one, even though that his call in Lebanese law considered unconstitutional because it wasn’t approved by the government that gave a short statement of refusal to that decision after their meeting without giving any suggestion or any alternative solution.
The state in Lebanon is really dangerous and it could explode any minute, for the army to take over the situation is the only thing be done to protect Lebanon from any other terrible civil war.
We all know who the Lebanese government is made of, people who hold bad history, and even if the parts of this insider conflict didn’t face each other with weapons, this could easily provoked by an outsider agent…
But the question is after the Army takes over the situation in Lebanon, and the almost impossible agreement between the government and the opposition, where it will end?
The international community will be happily forced to intervene… and we all know what this would mean.
the funniest thing was when I heard Ban Ki-moon asking for for all parties in Lebanon's political crisis to maintain calm and work for a compromise on electing a president as soon as possible...
gherak kan ashtar ki-moon!!
و الله ينجينا من الآتي
22 Nov 2007
A phone call and a mess!
That is really depressing…
It is weird how a 4 minutes phone call can put you down, kill your dreams and bleed your hopes to absolute death.
I have problems with planning I know, but the whole fucking planet has problems with me, God himself has problems with me and he doesn’t seem to try to work them out.
Here I am again, blaming God! Sorry God but you created this jerk that I am.
I am in a mess, my plans are lack of resources, lack of direction, lack of faith… my room is full of poolshit that I never used or liked, most of my Books are every where except on the roofs… CDs are on the carpet, on the bed except in their suppose to be their place!
tomorrow is Friday and I hate frieday, I have always did since I was a kid, if only there is a pill that you take it and skip friedays, ma3lesh I can live without those freaking Fridays!
It is weird how a 4 minutes phone call can put you down, kill your dreams and bleed your hopes to absolute death.
I have problems with planning I know, but the whole fucking planet has problems with me, God himself has problems with me and he doesn’t seem to try to work them out.
Here I am again, blaming God! Sorry God but you created this jerk that I am.
I am in a mess, my plans are lack of resources, lack of direction, lack of faith… my room is full of poolshit that I never used or liked, most of my Books are every where except on the roofs… CDs are on the carpet, on the bed except in their suppose to be their place!
tomorrow is Friday and I hate frieday, I have always did since I was a kid, if only there is a pill that you take it and skip friedays, ma3lesh I can live without those freaking Fridays!
بلا ولا شي - without nothing
Me: Ok… and now
Not me: Nothing “walashi”
……
……
Me: Tayb and now?
Not me: Kaman wala shi, nothing too
……
……
Me:I want to go
Not me: Bala wala shi?
Me: Bala wala shi.
You may think the room was empty but it wasn’t, you may think it was quite but it wasn’t, it was full of people and the noise was too loud, every one was talking, greeting, screaming, .
And I left, Bala wala shi
Not me: Nothing “walashi”
……
……
Me: Tayb and now?
Not me: Kaman wala shi, nothing too
……
……
Me:I want to go
Not me: Bala wala shi?
Me: Bala wala shi.
You may think the room was empty but it wasn’t, you may think it was quite but it wasn’t, it was full of people and the noise was too loud, every one was talking, greeting, screaming, .
And I left, Bala wala shi
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