Wednesday, 25 January 2012

A Third Path

This pumping of blood inside my heart , and the knocks of ideas inside my head .
These non stop tipping of  my feet edges . The need to jump and dance .
An instantaneous leap of something inside me !
This moment , i really might not have a clue what i am about to write in the next lines ...so i'll just leave my fingers to lead this topic to whatever end it's gonna be . 
So my fingers are waiting for my brain , because it tells them about things they are gonna write down now :
I am a screwed up person right now , i can see two paths , yet blurry ones . There are these signs are put in the entrances of each . One that carry these address  " the care of God , the safe religious side , the way to find peace , go traditional this way .  " .

 The other's address " You want to try life by another concept created by you , and you know what God wants from you along this way , go and try your life concepts , go by your whims this way . "
And i found myself in this crossroad , me standing on this level on the ground , and above me , there are countless levels ,each has a pressure on me , and they have their own weights . And i just have this leap inside me that tells me ' just pick a side already ' .

such levels ....
Precautions level :
My parents , they have this big role of shaping my life , greatest pressure above all other levels .
Telling me what i should , and what i shouldn't . Sometimes i find myself not able to find my own direction because of their ideologies they planted inside me , which i don't regret most of the concepts i gained , but there is always a but !
Ethics , the liberty of actions .


Society level :
The second biggest pressure on me , the acknowledgement , the conflicts of cultures , the classes of people .
 I know many of those that i know don't really like my recent attitudes , thoughts .
What will the society will make of me ? One day i go riot , the next day i accept being surrounded by mimes , actors and ..halabala!  ( none sense )
 Society is the stage for the theatrical plays .
emotions level :
What i desire , and long for .
What i hate ? My experiences and so .
Expectations level :
The painting of the future that i always add something to it , feels like a wonderland ! Will this painting ever come to life ?

and other minor levels which i can't think of right now .

So me there , in this crossroad . Ridiculously , i find my self putting my left foot on one side , and my right foot on the other , which might work in the beginning of the crossroad , when challenges are still doesn't demand a big frank attitude from a certain ideology . Nevertheless , when bigger conflicts appear in the battle field , and the distances grow between these two paths , i would have to remove one of my legs from one of them ...



I have this  tendency towards the first one , Salafi way , but i still carry inside me some of the earthly concepts i can carry along . Because i don't like the idea to belong to some groups that i might find myself have to put on even a half mask to go along with their current . I don't want to even wear even a small fractured piece of a mask i don't believe in ,to go along with a group , who carry most of the answers to life but not all .

I will draw a third line , and will remove my feet from the first two . With only the belief of God , as my savior , my creator , my refuge , my friend , my love , my everything . Then i will see where i will end .






Tuesday, 24 January 2012

2011 was ...


2011 was a year of adversity , indeed ! 
it was a year of countless death of strangers to me , from the whole world , celebrities , martyrs ... and also a death of a one who was close . 
world population reached 7 Billion ! 
the death of Osama Bin Ladin 
Japan's earthquake ... well i'll leave the video to show the rest :)



Monday, 23 January 2012

فتحنا معرض !



اول مرة اشترك في نشاط زي ده .. ابويا جاب لي شوية لوح خشب علشان انفذ عليه لوح فنية ..
اللي كان مستفذ بقي ان انا لو ابتديت في لوحة لازم اخلصها في ساعتها ... فاللوح طالعة بالمنظر ده ! الصراحة هم مش حلويين بس ييجي مني 
كانت تجربة لذيذة ، عملناها اول مرة في الايام العشرة الاخيرة من رمضان سنة 2011 ..اخويا عمر كان جيه معايا اول يوم ، طبعا مكنش حابب بس جيه . ز لو ان الموضوع مكنش ناجح بالنسبة ليا انا اول مرة ، بس حبيت اطور نفسي اكتر ..فأنا نويت اني لما أخد فترة راحة من الكلية ..(شكلها حتبقي الصيف اللي جي   )  لازم اتعلم الاتقان و الصبر شوية في مشغولاتي و الا  ..فملوش لازمة بقي !  















 عملت اعلان كمان لترويج المشروع



Thursday, 19 January 2012

نور ليلي




آذان جميل من اذاعة القرآن الكريم

الابتهال التالي يذكرني بأيام رمضانية و ايام الطفولة 



ابتهال نصر الدين طوبار



وحشة ليلي ، وحشة الوحدة و الظلام . ما من مخلوق قد يهدئ حقا من روعي . قد كٌتب علي ان ايأس في الليل ، و آمل في النهار . فما وجدت الا تلك الكلمات البليغة في اذاعة قديمة ما زالت . ابتهالات و مناجات . قراءأت و تلاوات . اجتهادات و حسنات . مبارك شيوخها و علمائها


Tuesday, 10 January 2012

i wish if there is a way which is more functioning than words or a sonnet , that really expresses emotions , and succeed in recording the instantaneous impressions and reactions inside us . Some times it works by a piece of music , or even a picture captured ...but what if there is no available light for a photo to be taken ? and no qualifications to play the right music ?

Saturday, 31 December 2011

في اخر ساعات 2011...

ف
تعطلت السيارة وخفت ان يحدث انفجار فيها ...هرولت خارج العربة بكل جبن ..و اكتشفت اني اخشي علي نفسي من الموت و جبنت ..
جبنت من الموت و خشيته ..جريت منه و خفت من الله ..
عرفت اني لم اكن مستعدة للقاء الموت 

Thursday, 29 December 2011

the realm of dreams


the realm of dreams might be 
the only true world to me 
there found the hidden snakes 
there found the dormant instincts 
a different language spoken , a cripple agony has awoken ...
love unleashes , hope defeated ! 
every night , they say sleep tight 
oh if you knew , what i really have on mind 
we humans , will never sleep at night .



Thursday, 22 December 2011

symptoms of withdrawal

symptoms of withdrawal

i drew sth about you , but i scratched it


Saturday, 17 December 2011

وحدة

اشعر بوحدة قاتلة و قد اكون متوهمة اياها ...و اشعر بحاجة الي من يملأ الفراغ بداخلي ....ألجأ الي الله من الحين و الاخر ، و لكن عمق كلامته في قرأنه تشعرني كثيرا بأني لست علي اتصال مباشر به عز و جل .. احيانا اشعر اني اريد شيئا اكثر سطحية  .