Once upon a time I remember the day when I couldn't write if I was happy. It was truly a ventilation for my soul. Now I speak my mind freely, a little too much so. That in this sense alone I appear to be angry; this anger has eaten me away. It drives me to do and say the insane. I never tried to pent up happiness and this task proves harder than it seems. Even though things are starting to mellow out.
Time changes and people evolve, I too have succumb to evolution. Only it takes times for a person to grow. I no longer see changes around me before I see change in myself first. Now I realize that the world has not changed, life has always been moving forward. It was I who was stuck in a stage of disbelief.
Still I have yet to grow out of my shell. Even more so when a new stage begins. I cannot see what is coming, but I believe that it is for the best. Right now I'm in a state confusion. Just waiting for myself to clean up my own mess. Slowly it dissapears as time erodes and heals all wounds. I find myself finally standing, looking up at the long way to go. For the first time I'm actually planing, and simulating all I already know. It's time to face a new challenge, with hopes of conquering anything that will come before (success) it's time I reach up and show just how much I've grown.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Sorry love, truth hurts; your an adiction that I abused
I'm sorry I can't fall in love
I'm sorry I can't give you my heart
I'm sorry I couldn't try
To make it worth your while
I'm weak I can't hold my tongue
I can't hold back telling you my truth
I never even considered loosing you,
I don't know what it means,
Because I never let you too close,
Even when I surpassed all my expected boundaries , and fell into something new,
Not quite love, but an addiction that I abused,
So close and yet so far from the truth,
A vision envisioned subconscious surrender to the truth
A lie an act that I can't complete
A person arises with whom I can't compete.
I'm sorry I can't give you my heart
I'm sorry I couldn't try
To make it worth your while
I'm weak I can't hold my tongue
I can't hold back telling you my truth
I never even considered loosing you,
I don't know what it means,
Because I never let you too close,
Even when I surpassed all my expected boundaries , and fell into something new,
Not quite love, but an addiction that I abused,
So close and yet so far from the truth,
A vision envisioned subconscious surrender to the truth
A lie an act that I can't complete
A person arises with whom I can't compete.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Subtitles Script
[SAGER] Ahmed we would like to talk about classic cars in Kuwait.
To start off could you tell me their current situation in Kuwait.
[AHMED] Honestly the situation is excellent and more each day they pop up and people restore and modify them. I mean Mashallah Kuwait sets the standard in classic cars among the Gulf countries.
---
[SAGER] Okay Ahmed are you facing any problems with finding spare parts?
[AHMED] I don't face many problems, I can get parts from America, ask friends, bring about here and there. We find it, our friends get things done.
[SAGER] Right on them.
---
[SAGER] I remember the last time we spoke you told me the best solution for Kuwait is if there was a large parts store.
[AHMED] That's right, we spoke about that. But this needs capital, who can provide that? If there was a large warehouse like Summit, or Jeggs, or any of the big companies, this solves a lot of problems.
[SAGER] Yet it needs capital.
[AHMED] Capital yes, so work gets done fast. In this case many of the people's car problems are solved. Work becomes pleasant.
[SAGER] Right, especially if someone knows what parts to order.
[AHMED] Yes you order parts from the big American companies, they have and deliver everything. Alhamdulillah work is good and sport cars are increasing, because there are people who care and work on them.
---
[AHMED] [something something] and soft music. These are the way things should get done, I mean someone shoots a video and spectates along with soft music. Look at that guy.
[THAT GUY] Doctor hit it!
[SAGER] Ya that's a radio station or none at all.
[AHMED] These are the days, an old radio playing an old song. What do you think?
[SAGER] Monster.
---
[AHMED] Love the classics.
[SAGER] Of course, how can't we.
[AHMED] Unfortunately it's not clear. Hah!
---
[SAGER] Alright you think Kuwait allows someone to drive a car like this everyday?
[AHMED] Yes [something] air-conditioning, everything is allowable.
---
[AHMED] Here are our racers, ranking first in the Gulf.
[SAGER] First in the Gulf?
[AHMED] All the time.
[SAGER] True our friends don't let us down.
[AHMED] It's something honorable honestly.
[SAGER] And what about our situation in Bahrain and the UAE?
[AHMED] In Bahrain we're the first all the time, they're afraid of us. Our friends Mashallah are villains!
[SAGER] Right on them.
[AHMED] Always the first, they fear the evil in them. Come on.
This is our garage, and this is where we chill, our chats and our talks.
Alhamdulillah they like our work. We have no problems.
To start off could you tell me their current situation in Kuwait.
[AHMED] Honestly the situation is excellent and more each day they pop up and people restore and modify them. I mean Mashallah Kuwait sets the standard in classic cars among the Gulf countries.
---
[SAGER] Okay Ahmed are you facing any problems with finding spare parts?
[AHMED] I don't face many problems, I can get parts from America, ask friends, bring about here and there. We find it, our friends get things done.
[SAGER] Right on them.
---
[SAGER] I remember the last time we spoke you told me the best solution for Kuwait is if there was a large parts store.
[AHMED] That's right, we spoke about that. But this needs capital, who can provide that? If there was a large warehouse like Summit, or Jeggs, or any of the big companies, this solves a lot of problems.
[SAGER] Yet it needs capital.
[AHMED] Capital yes, so work gets done fast. In this case many of the people's car problems are solved. Work becomes pleasant.
[SAGER] Right, especially if someone knows what parts to order.
[AHMED] Yes you order parts from the big American companies, they have and deliver everything. Alhamdulillah work is good and sport cars are increasing, because there are people who care and work on them.
---
[AHMED] [something something] and soft music. These are the way things should get done, I mean someone shoots a video and spectates along with soft music. Look at that guy.
[THAT GUY] Doctor hit it!
[SAGER] Ya that's a radio station or none at all.
[AHMED] These are the days, an old radio playing an old song. What do you think?
[SAGER] Monster.
---
[AHMED] Love the classics.
[SAGER] Of course, how can't we.
[AHMED] Unfortunately it's not clear. Hah!
---
[SAGER] Alright you think Kuwait allows someone to drive a car like this everyday?
[AHMED] Yes [something] air-conditioning, everything is allowable.
---
[AHMED] Here are our racers, ranking first in the Gulf.
[SAGER] First in the Gulf?
[AHMED] All the time.
[SAGER] True our friends don't let us down.
[AHMED] It's something honorable honestly.
[SAGER] And what about our situation in Bahrain and the UAE?
[AHMED] In Bahrain we're the first all the time, they're afraid of us. Our friends Mashallah are villains!
[SAGER] Right on them.
[AHMED] Always the first, they fear the evil in them. Come on.
This is our garage, and this is where we chill, our chats and our talks.
Alhamdulillah they like our work. We have no problems.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Just a story
Life as we know it is a test. We truly enjoy the benefits only after enduring its suffering. Imagine if you will toiling over a field of food, not because nothing outside existed, but to literally taste the effort spent. We all know any average job is mundane, and any exceptions will become so with enough repetition. So why bother? Well... to stay with my example, you can't appreciate having even a lousy job until you see the alternative: nothing. "It's better having experienced something bad, than not experiencing at all" -unknown- " because the only time your not experiencing anything, is if you were dead!"
When rising in life never forget that everything is by your side, and thank god for every opportunity. When falling down uncomfortably always remember that everything is still by your side, and just as fast as you fell you can get up again. For every bad memory there's at least two good things that come from it. One, the experience gained which lead you out of it. Two, the opportunity brought forth from it.
Life isn't always a good story, at times it will seem bad. However you must believe in the power of balance in nature. How everything has a yin and a yang. Equal parts evil and good. Life too. It is the experience of the rises and the falls. Even the times where there's seamlessly nothing at all. Of course that can't be true... Unless your dead.
Think of life as just a story. Now think, for as long as you can, in your hand you hold the pen. What would you write for yourself? Keep writing until you have a full list of everything you can imagine. Anything from what you have, to want you want. Anything that crosses your mind. Now leave it on the side, maybe let someone review it, and next time you look at it categorize every item in your list into one of three things:
1. This item is to survive. ex. food,water, sleep.
2. This item is to get by. ex. shelter, clothing, transportation, etc.
3. This item is to make me happy. ex. smoking, alcohol, drugs, etc.
Just remember that every day is a new blank page, with new possibilities; and the world won't wait, time won't stop. So take your chance when it comes. With every opportunity, taken or left aside, life changes to something better. Even, in regret, you see a glimmer of hope. When you look at the whole, life is no longer just a story, it's a picture, moving in time; only when you look at now, this moment, it is complete. No fears for the future, no memories weighing you down. Now is the only moment you can look around, judge, and then proceed. To what ever comes next in life's tests. Once you remember your in control, you write what comes next and what goes, everything that comes is your want your call.
When rising in life never forget that everything is by your side, and thank god for every opportunity. When falling down uncomfortably always remember that everything is still by your side, and just as fast as you fell you can get up again. For every bad memory there's at least two good things that come from it. One, the experience gained which lead you out of it. Two, the opportunity brought forth from it.
Life isn't always a good story, at times it will seem bad. However you must believe in the power of balance in nature. How everything has a yin and a yang. Equal parts evil and good. Life too. It is the experience of the rises and the falls. Even the times where there's seamlessly nothing at all. Of course that can't be true... Unless your dead.
Think of life as just a story. Now think, for as long as you can, in your hand you hold the pen. What would you write for yourself? Keep writing until you have a full list of everything you can imagine. Anything from what you have, to want you want. Anything that crosses your mind. Now leave it on the side, maybe let someone review it, and next time you look at it categorize every item in your list into one of three things:
1. This item is to survive. ex. food,water, sleep.
2. This item is to get by. ex. shelter, clothing, transportation, etc.
3. This item is to make me happy. ex. smoking, alcohol, drugs, etc.
Just remember that every day is a new blank page, with new possibilities; and the world won't wait, time won't stop. So take your chance when it comes. With every opportunity, taken or left aside, life changes to something better. Even, in regret, you see a glimmer of hope. When you look at the whole, life is no longer just a story, it's a picture, moving in time; only when you look at now, this moment, it is complete. No fears for the future, no memories weighing you down. Now is the only moment you can look around, judge, and then proceed. To what ever comes next in life's tests. Once you remember your in control, you write what comes next and what goes, everything that comes is your want your call.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Left with only thin air, trouble breathing here!
I can't hold on, I can't let go,
How very weak, was never strong,
I'm free yet Withheld
Bound by what is said
Do or don't I stay awake,
Wishing the smallest difference
But making the biggest mistake,
Left with only thin air,
Trouble breathing here!
Lying still i make my stance,
A point in time present and past,
Paving the future with a cast,
Made of iron and held by concrete,
I am the driver in the kings' seat,
A throne and a crown decorates me,
Time and time again I fall and she,
She is the key that opened my door,
Shattering everything even the floor,
No crown no throne no castle to control,
Left with only thin air,
Trouble breathing here!
Once I went all in I lost it all,
I cant keep up with the show,
As The curtain draws I must go,
Was waiting for the opportunity,
The chance of changing reality,
But I stand floating in a dream,
Darkness embodies me and I can't scream,
Left with only thin air,
Trouble breathing here!
I'm losing the chance to stop,
To clime higher on top,
But you can't win them all,
Losses only show when you fall,
Pains and bruises start to appear,
Just as fast as the dream came it disappears,
Left with only thin air,
Trouble breathing here!
I can already sense,
The down falls of her presence,
Small but carefully picked ,
The shit that normally wont stick,
But alas this is reality and here is my shit,
No illusions no delusions, this is where words come true,
From my heart, from my mind, from every ounce of conscience
I can't Even wish I wasn't like this,
I can't win with a lie,
But it can satisfy,
Until I wake from guilt, from torture and pain,
Pleasure has its' cost, nothing will be simple again,
but I don't want to give in,
To my instincts deep within.
How very weak, was never strong,
I'm free yet Withheld
Bound by what is said
Do or don't I stay awake,
Wishing the smallest difference
But making the biggest mistake,
Left with only thin air,
Trouble breathing here!
Lying still i make my stance,
A point in time present and past,
Paving the future with a cast,
Made of iron and held by concrete,
I am the driver in the kings' seat,
A throne and a crown decorates me,
Time and time again I fall and she,
She is the key that opened my door,
Shattering everything even the floor,
No crown no throne no castle to control,
Left with only thin air,
Trouble breathing here!
Once I went all in I lost it all,
I cant keep up with the show,
As The curtain draws I must go,
Was waiting for the opportunity,
The chance of changing reality,
But I stand floating in a dream,
Darkness embodies me and I can't scream,
Left with only thin air,
Trouble breathing here!
I'm losing the chance to stop,
To clime higher on top,
But you can't win them all,
Losses only show when you fall,
Pains and bruises start to appear,
Just as fast as the dream came it disappears,
Left with only thin air,
Trouble breathing here!
I can already sense,
The down falls of her presence,
Small but carefully picked ,
The shit that normally wont stick,
But alas this is reality and here is my shit,
No illusions no delusions, this is where words come true,
From my heart, from my mind, from every ounce of conscience
I can't Even wish I wasn't like this,
I can't win with a lie,
But it can satisfy,
Until I wake from guilt, from torture and pain,
Pleasure has its' cost, nothing will be simple again,
but I don't want to give in,
To my instincts deep within.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
A glass in half
The world is not two dimensional. The glass can't be either half full or empty. Imagine if you will a glass cut in half, vertically. Then it's simply said to be half. "the glass is half." not full or empty. just half. "Almost" can be used if your picky on detail. If said "the glass is almost half" what would you assume. or are you the type which will be even pickier and ask?
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Leading a double life
The possibilities are endless, all that is required is a will. Nothing stands in the way of greatness or the lavish life of a prince. Just pick a moment and decide for yourself. How far are you willing to go? What risk on yourself are you willing to take? Failure is not acceptable, only one thing is. Is anything worth it? Just to live? Passing time, another moment gone. Free your mind. Nothing is too grand for life. Work hard to get to your dream. Don't live it prematurely make it last for as long as you can. I know all the meanings and have proof of life. My heart beats to every passing moment, but not every opportunity. How can I live my dream, when I can't even face reality. I'm not doing anything with myself, I've always known I need to build a better mask. One that is complete. I just can't achieve it by simply wanting and willing it. I have to get through a difficult journey. One where I fear for my life. Every day is a new beginning. With a different notion of paradise.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
How I made it, so far
How I made it this far,
Lift me up to a star,
Hear my words they keep breaking,
No more, no more, now I made it,
This far. This far.
I'm a just a regular person with fears,
Just began to see the worth of years,
Coming together deep in me,
Wondering how I'll make it be,
So far ahead I can't breathe,
But I'll make it if I believe,
So far I've been wandering,
Thinking so hard,
Making excuses for my heart,
How can I make it,
if my dream Is torn apart?
Held by strings on my back,
Like a puppet I can only act,
A curtain never dropped,
The show never stopped,
Still I made it,
In my heart,
A promise long forgotten but kept,
As the opportunity rises I leapt,
Jumping for my freedom,
Rising high to my dream,
This is how I made it so far.
This is how I'm aiming so far.
I kept waiting so long, for my song,
To make it so far, so far.
I just kept building and working so hard,
I have to make it happen for my heart,
How I made it, by Dany_Kuwait
Written on march 30 2011,
Inspired by Omar Afuni's debut album resurrection.
Lift me up to a star,
Hear my words they keep breaking,
No more, no more, now I made it,
This far. This far.
I'm a just a regular person with fears,
Just began to see the worth of years,
Coming together deep in me,
Wondering how I'll make it be,
So far ahead I can't breathe,
But I'll make it if I believe,
So far I've been wandering,
Thinking so hard,
Making excuses for my heart,
How can I make it,
if my dream Is torn apart?
Held by strings on my back,
Like a puppet I can only act,
A curtain never dropped,
The show never stopped,
Still I made it,
In my heart,
A promise long forgotten but kept,
As the opportunity rises I leapt,
Jumping for my freedom,
Rising high to my dream,
This is how I made it so far.
This is how I'm aiming so far.
I kept waiting so long, for my song,
To make it so far, so far.
I just kept building and working so hard,
I have to make it happen for my heart,
How I made it, by Dany_Kuwait
Written on march 30 2011,
Inspired by Omar Afuni's debut album resurrection.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Déjà vu
Life is repetition. in many instances I've found myself in a position where I've been through it before, or so it would seem. The picture that surrounds me is the same, almost always. The difference is me. I adjust myself to try to see a different picture, but all that's moving is me. Everybody within the frame looking at me in disgust for ruining the picture, but I don't care. I'm bored with the same routine, the same action, even the same reaction. All to slightly different me. In the end I'm the same. I can't change, this is my nature. Messing up a photo captured in time, distorting life's normal flow with my weird ways. Why? Because I wana see something different, something change. A break in life absolute. Even when that has to be me.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
processing problems
i don't understand
i never do
always stuck with i don't know
who i am - who
nobody in the world as hot as me.. me..
that's ludacris
the rapper..
right n wrong.. n all it's derivatives
fuck fuck fuck fuck what the fuck i do
i keep fuckin up.. always
kuwait airways
can't stand my mind
it hurts my heart
name it bad, wrong, sinfull
everything i do
doesn't look like
i wanna do somethin else
ithe burden n guilt of it
keeps disturbin the pace
i never do
always stuck with i don't know
who i am - who
nobody in the world as hot as me.. me..
that's ludacris
the rapper..
right n wrong.. n all it's derivatives
fuck fuck fuck fuck what the fuck i do
i keep fuckin up.. always
kuwait airways
can't stand my mind
it hurts my heart
name it bad, wrong, sinfull
everything i do
doesn't look like
i wanna do somethin else
ithe burden n guilt of it
keeps disturbin the pace
Friday, March 25, 2011
Two wrongs don't make a right
I think of myself as intelligent, I know that's a smug remark but it's my honest opinion about myself. However at times I find myself lost, stupidified by life. With no idea what am I'm doing. Still I'm smart enough not to let anyone wrong me, but I can't help wronging others. I forget I'm too easy going, and my style of life is not seen as simple; instead it's seen as full of mistakes. Knowing them alone is not enough to change. Wanting it to be diffrent is a good step forward. Having someone aid you to your goal is permanent. I ain't a quiter, especially when I decide to quit. Even more so when I make a promise. Not the bullshit one to myself, but to someone I really care for and want in my life. Lieing about it is unacceptable. I've always thought myself as man worth my word. Its a claim I can only make, if I'm true to what I speak. Here is the first day, the first step. Publicizing myself, further to back myself. Only one thing can get me back... I can be released from my word only by that who I gave it to.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Relations...
Making them not as hard as maintaining them. Man or woman, making a deep connection built on trust, and once that's lost, all you have is a mess; and a long road of cleaning it up. Even a strong relationship can break. Even at the simplest it can get boring. One of the hardest challenges to overcome. Life can be full of surprises if you open your eyes. You just have to be willing to see. Not only that, but know what is an act. A mask hidden, hiding within lies just to build a fake relationship.
Stop the lies, it ain't worth it. If you can't trust yourself to be who you are, why bother? You'll only lose yourself to someone else, and have to live by the lie until it takes over. Looking back and looking forward I can't see where I went wrong. Too many lies build a house of carda, even the slightest breath can crumble it to the ground.
Stop the lies, it ain't worth it. If you can't trust yourself to be who you are, why bother? You'll only lose yourself to someone else, and have to live by the lie until it takes over. Looking back and looking forward I can't see where I went wrong. Too many lies build a house of carda, even the slightest breath can crumble it to the ground.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Can't wait
Time is everything, once it's gone it can never come back. Still I hurt and ake when time reveals my mistake(s). Patience is a virtue possessed by few, I'm beyond patient there is no word for it. Rarely I find myself in anticipation, but that too can come at an extreme. I've recently expirenced such a feeling, waiting watching time tick. Looking at the big picture I see me waiting patiently in anticipation. Oh the irony! I've come to realize so many things in time waiting and watching. The time which I give back has dawned and I've been caught empty handed. Expectations of life keep rising, yet I'm patiently waiting for time to overcome my challenge. Not that its unseccsuful at breaking down all walls, just that I still couldn't care. Sometimes things pop in life that breaks that barrier, and I can no longer wait for time to tick away without a hope, without a goal, without a care in the world.
halaa.. hala wallah
shlonik, allah yisalmik inshalah
7abeeb - sha5barik ba3ad
wallah tamam tamam 7imdillah
shlone hel chem yome ma3ak
lah, zain zain
ee wallah..
7abeeb - sha5barik ba3ad
wallah tamam tamam 7imdillah
shlone hel chem yome ma3ak
lah, zain zain
ee wallah..
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
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it's about random rant
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Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
errbody be rich
like the industrial revolution
the resulting world
was thanks to the power of the people who left their homes to work for what seems to be a mediocre stable life
in a system
that is in production
hahaha
same as in the social media revolution
woohoo - fuck off
kilna 6ageenha 3oya
its takin n soon integrating
everything that does not stem from nature and using it to change
something, the
societal - economical - cultural structure
making mad money is just part of it
tadree shlone mabee mountain
hill, sandbox --- hahahaha just get me the fuck outta here
the resulting world
was thanks to the power of the people who left their homes to work for what seems to be a mediocre stable life
in a system
that is in production
hahaha
same as in the social media revolution
woohoo - fuck off
kilna 6ageenha 3oya
its takin n soon integrating
everything that does not stem from nature and using it to change
something, the
societal - economical - cultural structure
making mad money is just part of it
tadree shlone mabee mountain
hill, sandbox --- hahahaha just get me the fuck outta here
Thursday, March 10, 2011
feeding each other
i don't know
they're missing some charactery
everybody puts too much weight to be social or relaxes n settles to a track
it's social individualness
sounds rosy
bit minty n healthy
fuck the balance who
the fuck need it
why is it needed
go to sleep
too tired to think
it's thursday
they're missing some charactery
everybody puts too much weight to be social or relaxes n settles to a track
it's social individualness
sounds rosy
bit minty n healthy
fuck the balance who
the fuck need it
why is it needed
go to sleep
too tired to think
it's thursday
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
I feel like a dog
The need for attention, deprivation. Love. Seeking to find the unknown. Chasing things that never go away. Happy with a simple pat on the back. Pushed forward by good feedback. Even in the hope of it. Self satisfaction, no matter what is actually being achieved. So long as something keeps praise coming my way.
Self praise is hard to confirm. But when staying alone, I'm almost never lonely. Missing the affection, but giving it so much attention when it's there. A female companion is nice but unnecessary. A mix of a need and want. But when I get it, value is still with the unknown. New tricks being learned every day. Filling my head, forgetting what was said, what I did; and making the same mistakes again.
Self praise is hard to confirm. But when staying alone, I'm almost never lonely. Missing the affection, but giving it so much attention when it's there. A female companion is nice but unnecessary. A mix of a need and want. But when I get it, value is still with the unknown. New tricks being learned every day. Filling my head, forgetting what was said, what I did; and making the same mistakes again.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
tsunami
the internet is there to fulfill a need
can't argue with that
except if the notion of care is debated
care is either a selfish or selfless act
truth is in the realm
truth is the realm
there aren't opposites
purely except black and white
good and plenty evil
whatever's in between's indifferent
truthworthy; conscious; unnecessary
be good or take it all in
i wanna live with no restrictions
n i don't wanna know the opposite
it'll kill ya
can't argue with that
except if the notion of care is debated
care is either a selfish or selfless act
truth is in the realm
truth is the realm
there aren't opposites
purely except black and white
good and plenty evil
whatever's in between's indifferent
truthworthy; conscious; unnecessary
be good or take it all in
i wanna live with no restrictions
n i don't wanna know the opposite
it'll kill ya
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Naive
A need to stop caring, stop feeling needed, naive. Still it's me. Living in the bubble. Popping every day. With every new piece of information. Slowly surely the picture becomes compleat.
Sometimes reminded not to give in to temptations. Other times letting it take full control. Unpredictable motives driving, being driven, with no place to go.
Yes it's me. It's absolute. Partial or impartial, proportioned to the whole. Irregardless, regardless, taking everything to account. Defining, depriving, 1, 2, and me.
Sometimes reminded not to give in to temptations. Other times letting it take full control. Unpredictable motives driving, being driven, with no place to go.
Yes it's me. It's absolute. Partial or impartial, proportioned to the whole. Irregardless, regardless, taking everything to account. Defining, depriving, 1, 2, and me.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
call me
missing u
as in don't have u.. it..
ur not here, not with
know that's how it is..
will not leave that glimpse
mind is still with u
heart is untouched
like dust on water
lost with out yo designated touch
here n ur there, n losing u
fade u not
not gonna lose u
unless u lose
prison's window looks out to u
not prison if windows don't see u
slaves see everything
n dream of prison
as in don't have u.. it..
ur not here, not with
know that's how it is..
will not leave that glimpse
mind is still with u
heart is untouched
like dust on water
lost with out yo designated touch
here n ur there, n losing u
fade u not
not gonna lose u
unless u lose
prison's window looks out to u
not prison if windows don't see u
slaves see everything
n dream of prison
Sunday, February 20, 2011
the change of tomorow can be seen today
the world is watching and waiting for the real change to settle in. will it make a huge difference to the world? Maybe, but definitely to the Arab community. so much change is occurring in such little time. a trigger so small pushed actions harder than any before.
people are more understanding and more knowledgeable. you can no longer hide the truth from the world. 2011 is the year that people stood up just to say: hear me for i can make a sound. we are weak and only God can make us strong. we will fight for our right. freedom echoes through out the world. this is a start to what will tear the world apart. only to come together as a better place to be human.
from now till the time something puts a stop.to the chaos, of all the little misconducts. the effect has already begun, the motion of the word has spun. all eyes are here now, today. Stand up and say what you have to say.
from me all i have to tell, is i thank God, and wish you all well. we will see what outcome change can bring. here is hoping it's not devastating.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Nothing
Nothingness eats away your soul,
Filling some empty hole,
What is and what might,
Now nothing shines bright,
No will left to fight,
Surender to the light,
So close so near,
Live in no fear,
Back again for more,
Update the score,
One for life and its' teaching,
Just keeping time moving,
Forward two steps and back one,
My work here is still not done.
Filling some empty hole,
What is and what might,
Now nothing shines bright,
No will left to fight,
Surender to the light,
So close so near,
Live in no fear,
Back again for more,
Update the score,
One for life and its' teaching,
Just keeping time moving,
Forward two steps and back one,
My work here is still not done.
kaifiq8i
it's a fine good day today.. we're made to chill.. bs what are we really.. might be called lucky.. either way we don't give two shits about it.. there's something about this culture that's funky, and fresh.. cuz we still who we are and were.. except some part of us streched out.. originally all we do is chill, work, take care of the fam n friends, sleep twice, have meals, or whatever.. bs i don't know.. we seem to be busy with somethin else.. we're on something oo we're rippin it apart.. i7na 7adna intitialize an experience.. commercialize.. consume.. yummy yeverytime.. like flies on bird shit, yo cheeseburger, where do flies like to investigate .. eww 7ada.. u think flies give a shit ?
then we're off it once it dries up n fades.. when time does its thing..
f the media.. ass holes couldn't change us, it taught us to mutually utilize.. tool for action based on some good enough reason.. so we hotel our homes, chill, eat, socialize, or whatever.. with the ability to do all these things at the same time right? not yes much no being yes sacrificed.. who no-es.. if we spin too short we're fine, spin too long we spin again.. rhyme hmm.. ;*
we're fishers.. or farmers.. who up n party
then we're off it once it dries up n fades.. when time does its thing..
f the media.. ass holes couldn't change us, it taught us to mutually utilize.. tool for action based on some good enough reason.. so we hotel our homes, chill, eat, socialize, or whatever.. with the ability to do all these things at the same time right? not yes much no being yes sacrificed.. who no-es.. if we spin too short we're fine, spin too long we spin again.. rhyme hmm.. ;*
we're fishers.. or farmers.. who up n party
Monday, February 14, 2011
Flow
The hardest part of getting in the grove, is getting started. Concentration is key, suprise is additive. Nothing is the most reoccurring challenge. Every other thing is small and can be confronted at that time, given a certain set of circumstances. At that time or any other, only you are the judge, the jury, the defence, and the prosicution. I divulge. Devide and conquer. Simple thought flowed in one direction distorts the conclusion. Taking it into account alone is not enough to clarify.
Nothing more can be said.
Nothing more can be said.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
no to structure
all i can think of is the world.. and the brain.. channels of senses.. everything is definable, really, excessively and marked by a description.. boy i hate that description.. that means i hate the dictionary, atleast how i first felt..
need the dictionary sometimes, or all the time - it takes credit for what i say.. can't complain "
like at seven in the morning anywhere around the stock exchange market - lots of people park their cars and go to work.. they need the paper..
text is linear and rational, structures yo mind, it limits it - spectrumize.. it's shit o'clock n gots to gets to class..
need the dictionary sometimes, or all the time - it takes credit for what i say.. can't complain "
like at seven in the morning anywhere around the stock exchange market - lots of people park their cars and go to work.. they need the paper..
text is linear and rational, structures yo mind, it limits it - spectrumize.. it's shit o'clock n gots to gets to class..
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Time
Time is of the essence. Time wasted but enjoyed is not wasted time. It's only a matter of time till you accomplish your goal. So many different ways to look at time. It's limited to every person diffrently. Being organized helps efficient use of time. There's a time for everything, even nothing. Consider just you by yourself. How long could you last alone?
For me, I like to accomplish. I like when things are done, and I have nothing left but myself. I haven't had much time alone this year. It seems things are hectic, unfortunately it can't be simpler. This is the first time I set myself up for a real challenge... That's not quite true it's more like the longest challenge I've had so far. Six months ahead I will be done. I look forward to being done more than I do... That's right now.
I really miss taking the time for myself and just go at thoughts alone. That's my writing process, my need, my desire. Wanting things is not enough, there has to be an effort. Desire only comes when there's a trigger. Some gun held to my head leaving me with no choice but to vent. Today it's about time. How slow it passes when you just want to be done, and how fast it's gone once it's over. Ironic is not a sting enough word to describe the feel of time. I say feel because time is indifferent, unchanging, and always moving forward. It's up to you to catch up; on work, on rest, on yourself, on life itself. So long as your alive you should make the best of it.
What's best for you, only you can define. It's one of the hardest parts of life. Not just knowing but doing, successfully is a whole other story. Just don't live with regret. That's my philosophy, or that's how I'm trying to live right now. Learn from what you regret, even in one moment, and adjust. Change occurs over time. Learn from past mistakes. Even if they weren't yours.
For me, I like to accomplish. I like when things are done, and I have nothing left but myself. I haven't had much time alone this year. It seems things are hectic, unfortunately it can't be simpler. This is the first time I set myself up for a real challenge... That's not quite true it's more like the longest challenge I've had so far. Six months ahead I will be done. I look forward to being done more than I do... That's right now.
I really miss taking the time for myself and just go at thoughts alone. That's my writing process, my need, my desire. Wanting things is not enough, there has to be an effort. Desire only comes when there's a trigger. Some gun held to my head leaving me with no choice but to vent. Today it's about time. How slow it passes when you just want to be done, and how fast it's gone once it's over. Ironic is not a sting enough word to describe the feel of time. I say feel because time is indifferent, unchanging, and always moving forward. It's up to you to catch up; on work, on rest, on yourself, on life itself. So long as your alive you should make the best of it.
What's best for you, only you can define. It's one of the hardest parts of life. Not just knowing but doing, successfully is a whole other story. Just don't live with regret. That's my philosophy, or that's how I'm trying to live right now. Learn from what you regret, even in one moment, and adjust. Change occurs over time. Learn from past mistakes. Even if they weren't yours.
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