Wednesday, April 27, 2011

of a piece of me that no longer lives and mutual memories


it has been 2 years I think since the "mozy" story, we haven't seen each other since September eleven 2010
That's totally fine with me, or at least that what I think.!!
I have met a couple new good, caring great friends, I have gone into a new career, meet new people, different mentalities, discovered new places that totally took my mind of, my health has never been better, anybody that sees me talks about how shiny and comforted my face look, and last year I actually achieved all the plans I planed to do in 2010 and I am grateful for all this, I seriously am
So what's wrong with me?
 Since two years I have never felt so happy, kind of happy like feeling you are flying, kind of happy like waiting for tomorrow to come this kind of happy that disappeared from my life
No longer excited about anything, I'm living like a shadow of me,
a heartless, mindless shadow of me
That didn't favorite a song, liked a piece of music, give a thumb up for a good romantic comedy , came up with one of those thoughts that used to keep people thinking and sleepless for days, write a post in this blog
With half the depth, the me type of posts as I used to write
Only thing I wrote lately was comments on books that I read, and for unknown reason reading is all I have been doing, well I have been watching too, just standing unnoticed in the background of life looking at people, at things, taking notes
Yet I don't have any clue why am I doing so, I feel I am hiding but I don't know from what, I feel I am lonely but its my doing only and it doesn't matter anymore.
I feel empty, and its rally frustrating , there's this thing that’s missing within me, the thing that gives meaning for life and living and I don't know what it is that I lost!?
Reason why I mentioned "mozy" in the beginning of this post is a saying I don't remember where I heard it or whom I heard it from, but I remember it says:
 "when you truly love someone you gave them a piece of you".
 so I loved him and I gave him a piece of me and he took it away and now something in me is missing, that’s the only explanation I have and no I don't feel the same way about him as I did before, actually I don't feel anything towards him right now, not love nor hate.!!

 Am I trapped in the past refusing to move into new expectations, new stories?
Hell no I'm not, I moved on, I am sure I did,
 yet to be completely honest there are things that still his, words, places, actions, stuff ,ect
Is it hunting me?
No its not, its just mutual memories that’s all
I am not getting anywhere from this post, why do all I say/think seems fuzzy, meaningless tough shit???!!!
 no ending 

Friday, April 15, 2011

نزولا على قسوة البوح

رحت اراجع ما سجل الصمت لى من جراح وما صادرته يد القدر القوية على السطر
كل الفواجع مرصودة حسب تاريخ شنقى بها
بالدقة حزنى
كل الهزائم شاخصة فى انتظار  البكاء
ولكنى ما عدت اعرف كيف ابكى
ما عدت اعرف كيف احزن او كيف انكسر و اضعف
صرت صخرة

Saturday, March 26, 2011

الرجل الرابع


في حياة المراة ثلاثة رجال ...
رجل تحبة ويحبها لكن تقابله في وقت متأخر يستحيل فيه تحول الحب الي زواج ...
ورجل يعشقها وحده ويتمني زواجها وهي لا تعبأ بحبه ..
ورجل احبته واحبها..واصبح ماضي لا تريد حتي ان تتذكره ...
ووسط الثلاثة يظهر الرجل الرابع الذي قد يحمل الحد الادني من كل هؤلاء وغالبا يكون هذا هو عريس الغفلة بكل اسف ..

reality sucks life out of me..

I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. 
I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.
~ Anaïs Nin

and to answer an old question:
Are we factually as daring as we “literary” are?
Are we all seeking ecstasy – quasi masturbating – with liberating literature or art, and disregarding – whether consciously or dreamingly – our limitations in reaching “neverland”?


I did, you did, we did.. We dreamt of neverland, and we started creating it. But reality is harsh, and it turned a dreamy neverland into a castle of ashes, another form of shackling reality.. So we were escaping from one cage into another, with the illusion of escape... We promised to float, "etre en mer", but we were weights pulling each other down to drown..

Oh well, reality sucks.. sucks the life out of me.

Monday, January 17, 2011

i wanna know what love is??

i am sorry virtual world for not being around much
i am just in a silent speechless mood , thats if you were wondering where have i been,
here's a song that has been playing repeatedly on my mp3
my it warm your heart :)


I gotta take a little time
A little time to think things over
I better read between the lines
In case I need it when I'm older

This mountain I must climb
Feels like the world's upon my shoulders
Through the clouds I see love shine
It keeps me warm as life grows colder

In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
I can't stop now, I've traveled so far
To change this lonely life

I want to know what love is
I want you to show me
I want to feel what love is
I know you can show me

I'm gonna take a little time
A little time to look around me
I've got nowhere left to hide
It looks like love has finally found me

In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
Can't stop now, I've traveled so far
To change this lonely life

I want to know what love is
I want you to show me
I want to feel what love is
I know you can show me
wynnona judd i wanna know what love is?

Tuesday, December 07, 2010

one of you've got mail memorable quotes ''stolen thoughts''

Sometimes I wonder about my life. 
I lead a small life - well, valuable, but small 
and sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave?
 So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, why shouldn't it be the other way around? 
I don't really want an answer.
 I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void.
 So good night, dear void.

Thursday, December 02, 2010

prayer from today

ربي إن كآنت آلدنيآ متعبة لي فألهمني آلصبر حتى أغآدرها إليك . . وآجعل خآتمتي من أفضل أعمآلي . . وآقضني إليك وأنت قد طهرتني من ذنوبي