Standing alone at the midnight crossroads of thought may be frightening. No one knows who's coming, bargaining belonging for one's liberty of mind. Alone however, doesn't mean lonely, until there's a clarity of purpose, bitter rooted in an effort to achieve through learning, forward looking onto a more palatable reward of understanding. Theoretical philosophy irreverently … Continue reading Theoretical Philosophy, a Disclaimer…
Category: Socio-political writings
To my autistic diary…
When its motion stopped, I realised that my circle of life became an insignificant spot, desperate, frightened, alone, like a tired fire juggler abandoned by an audience too dull to notice the beauty of the single detail constructing their illusion… “How odd” he said, “In vitro, every now and then becomes a schism embedded deep … Continue reading To my autistic diary…
Agnosis…
It’s not important to remember days, and wonder why has our time become so slow; it doesn’t matter anymore if there’s no thunder, after the rain, before the bow… It matters not why in our backyard’s desert, there are no camels and the Bedouins have left; what truly matters is a sense of water, illusion … Continue reading Agnosis…
Pater noster…
Stabbed, with wounds as wide as sentences awaiting to be read, almost eternal gods on trial for emotions never their own. Darts flying all over boards looking back and forth every arm eying high towers of fake mahogany… Dabbers have long dried out from above every inch of tainted prayers, sent images of cast gold … Continue reading Pater noster…
Defiant hopelessness…
Nobody’s making attempts anymore to stir a peace of roses. Individual daffodils and bunches of sage challenge shields of rage hidden under profaned altars of compromised innocence; piled mountains of drowned chariots awaiting another exodus to chase… I nearly fell for you Delilah, but I am blind you see, incapable of discerning between a hairdresser … Continue reading Defiant hopelessness…
Ecce homo…
Trespassers, that’s what we are on god’s minefields…
Genesis…
Stay with me, little angel, closer to thought. Careless reminder of deep patterns of asphalt, grey, laid at each street’s corner, forgotten by traffic lights and wardens. No one sells tires anymore… Only horseshoes, either too small or too narrow for the inhuman centipede called life. Every night, wildlings of old crawl into cobwebbed wombs … Continue reading Genesis…
The Shape of my Heart…
The shape of my heart is blue… Odd frame of mothers, and fathers passing by; never failing to re-write the history of cubic thoughts… Shifting patterns of lensless glasses always a year behind the real need of eyes…
“The real Syrian moderates: voices of reason…”
Syria, Christianity, Islam, peace, aggression
‘No to anti-Semitism’: Norwegian Muslims form human chain around Oslo synagogue
The day I am proud to be a human being! I hope this to be the day when mankind have decided to raise above the pragmatic interests of money empires... Thank you, true Muslims of Norway! I have dreamed for long of the day when Muslims and Jews will finally come together, showing the world … Continue reading ‘No to anti-Semitism’: Norwegian Muslims form human chain around Oslo synagogue
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