Monday, December 15, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
spotlight
Floating on a blue boat, swinging right and left
Seeking for a past that I have left
or some kind of present or what‘s left…
Here come the shadows that I have always felt
Here I come in these shadows…
Yes…
I walk eyes closed
They walk…
I talk mouth shut
They talk…
I write with a dry pen
They write…
What’s left of me is a reflection of what is lost
Floating on a red boat, swinging up and down
Red nose and every detail to be a clown
Miming with white hands, smiling with dry lips
Silence is the new alphabet
Tears are the new ink
and music…remains the honest act
Yes…
Seeking for a past that I have left
or some kind of present or what‘s left…
Here come the shadows that I have always felt
Here I come in these shadows…
Yes…
I walk eyes closed
They walk…
I talk mouth shut
They talk…
I write with a dry pen
They write…
What’s left of me is a reflection of what is lost
Floating on a red boat, swinging up and down
Red nose and every detail to be a clown
Miming with white hands, smiling with dry lips
Silence is the new alphabet
Tears are the new ink
and music…remains the honest act
Yes…
Friday, November 14, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Dry rain under the pillow
Music…heartbeats…smoking…heartbeats…reason…seasons…no reason…old seasons…no fusion…conclusion…conclusions…music…fantasies…
..Not to be continued
..Not to be continued
Monday, June 2, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
unplugged
the wind blew under my skin
wraping me with a thousand sin
melodies stabbed me with every single note
forced me to crawl in that alienated role
the smell on my bed tied me up
to a lost present and springless seasons
as the clouds took their shapes
and the ships chose to veil
emptiness ruled…
wraping me with a thousand sin
melodies stabbed me with every single note
forced me to crawl in that alienated role
the smell on my bed tied me up
to a lost present and springless seasons
as the clouds took their shapes
and the ships chose to veil
emptiness ruled…
Sunday, March 30, 2008
possibilities
It is a restless moment
She has kept her head lowered,to give him a chance to come closer.
But he could not, for lack of courage
She turns and walks away.That era has passed
Nothing that belonged to it exists any more
He remembers those vanished years
As though looking through a dusty window pane
the past is something he could see, but not touch
And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct..
Friday, March 28, 2008
-i have a liturgy question
-i hope i know how to answer
what’s between the old testament and the new one
it's so radical
old and new
-in between? i guess some thinking
-maybe a "pose for smoking"
-lots and lots of smoking
it was just a waiting period. till someone sane comes
-and what are we still waiting for
-till we stop becoming insane
-to enter the no time and space cage...
the so called hot death
the so cold cup of black wine
glass is more poetic
-we tend to describe what is mysterious to us as black or dark.... why so?
-black is not dark
this is human classification due to psychological subjective reflexion
black is what it's in everyone's head
when you close your eyes you see black
black is the next level
-black is your vision
-the only time you truly look at yourself is when you close your eyes
you see black
-we're waiting for answers, we might never get they're there. we're just ... human!
-waiting is the slowest way to die
-exactly
-patience is safe. waiting is shame
-humans are intelligent they invent vocabulary that replace the ignorance they live in, they search for words to explain the result of their ignorance…sometimes I feel ashamed to be part of this race…I just want to quit this playground
-sometimes it helps to determine things
if you dont want to hear "answers", then why ask questions....
-a question can always be a conclusion
-a question is just another bad day
-you have to look at body language
-yes because words betray
-all the time
-all the time
-every letter is another stone in the big wall of opacity
-another atom
-you know i look sometimes at society
and the city life
the movement
it's like we are atoms moving in a system...
and the system is eternal but the atoms reproduce
just to keep the bigger system alive
-"we create a system, yield to it and then spend our lives crying on someone else's shoulder wanting to get out of it"
-we are all the atoms...so individuals have nothing in hand
-nature does
-i hope i know how to answer
what’s between the old testament and the new one
it's so radical
old and new
-in between? i guess some thinking
-maybe a "pose for smoking"
-lots and lots of smoking
it was just a waiting period. till someone sane comes
-and what are we still waiting for
-till we stop becoming insane
-to enter the no time and space cage...
the so called hot death
the so cold cup of black wine
glass is more poetic
-we tend to describe what is mysterious to us as black or dark.... why so?
-black is not dark
this is human classification due to psychological subjective reflexion
black is what it's in everyone's head
when you close your eyes you see black
black is the next level
-black is your vision
-the only time you truly look at yourself is when you close your eyes
you see black
-we're waiting for answers, we might never get they're there. we're just ... human!
-waiting is the slowest way to die
-exactly
-patience is safe. waiting is shame
-humans are intelligent they invent vocabulary that replace the ignorance they live in, they search for words to explain the result of their ignorance…sometimes I feel ashamed to be part of this race…I just want to quit this playground
-sometimes it helps to determine things
if you dont want to hear "answers", then why ask questions....
-a question can always be a conclusion
-a question is just another bad day
-you have to look at body language
-yes because words betray
-all the time
-all the time
-every letter is another stone in the big wall of opacity
-another atom
-you know i look sometimes at society
and the city life
the movement
it's like we are atoms moving in a system...
and the system is eternal but the atoms reproduce
just to keep the bigger system alive
-"we create a system, yield to it and then spend our lives crying on someone else's shoulder wanting to get out of it"
-we are all the atoms...so individuals have nothing in hand
-nature does
Friday, March 21, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
كيف يعني هيك
ركدت الغيوم و تخبِت بجسمي
تركت برد و سئعا
و بالكاد اكتب اسمي
هيدا انا آعد بالعتمي
مخبَا حالي بفكرة
مش عم تطلع من تمِي
بكرا بيخلص الوقت
و بيسقط الاْلم بالنسيان
شايف حالي لحالي
حامل قلم نشَف حبرو على درج الزمان
تركت برد و سئعا
و بالكاد اكتب اسمي
هيدا انا آعد بالعتمي
مخبَا حالي بفكرة
مش عم تطلع من تمِي
بكرا بيخلص الوقت
و بيسقط الاْلم بالنسيان
شايف حالي لحالي
حامل قلم نشَف حبرو على درج الزمان
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
compliments
' we sit and we sigh
and nothing gets done
so right, so clued up
we just get old
and all the while
been torn asunder
nicotine
and bacteria
what are we coming to
what are we gonna do? '
- bloc party
Thursday, January 31, 2008
ليلة شتي
عبَق على قلبي نور العقل
وداء على خلقي وسع الشمل
على فكرة مني موجود اذا حدا سأل
أفكاري برداني
ناطرة اليوم التاني
كلُن حوليِ و ما حدا معي
دمعة بقيت جوا
بليلة ما وقَف فيها الشتي
أفكاري برداني
ناطر عين تشوفا
و ايد تنمد و ترعاني
وداء على خلقي وسع الشمل
على فكرة مني موجود اذا حدا سأل
أفكاري برداني
ناطرة اليوم التاني
كلُن حوليِ و ما حدا معي
دمعة بقيت جوا
بليلة ما وقَف فيها الشتي
أفكاري برداني
ناطر عين تشوفا
و ايد تنمد و ترعاني
subjective equations
reality makes life silly
emotions make life sad
cold makes life, life
depressions make it slow
happiness makes it an hypocrite
sleeping makes it a rehearsal for death
breathing makes it a countdown clock
smoking makes it a matter of possibilities
god makes a chaotic formula
friends make it impossible
lovers make it
this moment makes it a statue
this moment makes it a funeral
the moment makes it trustful
enough……
emotions make life sad
cold makes life, life
depressions make it slow
happiness makes it an hypocrite
sleeping makes it a rehearsal for death
breathing makes it a countdown clock
smoking makes it a matter of possibilities
god makes a chaotic formula
friends make it impossible
lovers make it
this moment makes it a statue
this moment makes it a funeral
the moment makes it trustful
enough……
Sunday, January 20, 2008
INCULPET DIEU
Monday, January 7, 2008
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
5...4...3...2...1............
tic tac
it's a new week
brings back
the face of the weak
the paranoia climbed to its peek
no mistakes
color and sound
sound and color
numb for some time
maybe an hour
don’t look at me
never at her
Spot light
Spot night
Stop…
it's a new week
brings back
the face of the weak
the paranoia climbed to its peek
no mistakes
color and sound
sound and color
numb for some time
maybe an hour
don’t look at me
never at her
Spot light
Spot night
Stop…
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
white wall 2
shhhhhhhh…….
she’s sleeping
shhhhhhhh……
no weeping she’s not leaving
are you dead
are you here
The surface is serene
deep within a shouting silence
craving for a peaceful violence
now as the dust is removed
and the face is no longer fake
i shiver…yes i do
doubt is not absent too
is she a drawing
on my white wall number two?
she’s sleeping
shhhhhhhh……
no weeping she’s not leaving
are you dead
are you here
The surface is serene
deep within a shouting silence
craving for a peaceful violence
now as the dust is removed
and the face is no longer fake
i shiver…yes i do
doubt is not absent too
is she a drawing
on my white wall number two?
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Sunday, December 9, 2007
software point of view
* microsoft word artificial intelligence/ more precisely the synonyms option/ where words can have the same significance in different letters arrangement/.
starting with “death” concluding with “film”
death
passing away
missing
gone
departed
late
not on time
behind schedule
slow
deliberate
on purpose
intention
target
end
conclusion
finale
climax
highlight
bring to light
expose
picture
movie
motion picture
film
starting with “death” concluding with “film”
death
passing away
missing
gone
departed
late
not on time
behind schedule
slow
deliberate
on purpose
intention
target
end
conclusion
finale
climax
highlight
bring to light
expose
picture
movie
motion picture
film
Saturday, December 8, 2007
(enter/exit)
replacing YOU with others(Enter)
what are YOU thinking? (Enter)
slow motion(Enter)
no motion (Enter)
motions? (Enter)
am I outside? (Enter)
might be in here? (Enter)
out of focus as I am(Enter)
i can’t run, frozen from the images(Enter)
melting away from time(Enter)
as I watch myself I realize everything(Enter)
but nothing is all what’s about! (Enter)
i’ll introduce myself to you, the toy in every “happy meal” (Enter)
i like the music…but I can’t change it in anyway(Enter)
I can smile when u ask me to…(Enter)
but can only cry when you don’t(Enter)
Hey you in the sky(Enter)
Never forgot what you did to me(Enter)
I just want to ask you why? (Enter)
Let’s have a coffee! (Enter)
It’s all about black milk(exit)
what are YOU thinking? (Enter)
slow motion(Enter)
no motion (Enter)
motions? (Enter)
am I outside? (Enter)
might be in here? (Enter)
out of focus as I am(Enter)
i can’t run, frozen from the images(Enter)
melting away from time(Enter)
as I watch myself I realize everything(Enter)
but nothing is all what’s about! (Enter)
i’ll introduce myself to you, the toy in every “happy meal” (Enter)
i like the music…but I can’t change it in anyway(Enter)
I can smile when u ask me to…(Enter)
but can only cry when you don’t(Enter)
Hey you in the sky(Enter)
Never forgot what you did to me(Enter)
I just want to ask you why? (Enter)
Let’s have a coffee! (Enter)
It’s all about black milk(exit)
no re/turn
Monday, December 3, 2007
white wall
Possessed by a sort of an electric wave
Touching the every me in me
Drifting us away
Saving them is quite impossible
Seems to be implausible
following this blue sea…Another one
and I still look behind knowing it’s a white wall
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
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