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.

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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.  

http://0005686.blogspot.com/2011/03/commercial-blogging.html

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.

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

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.

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.

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..

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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

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

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.

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