I sometimes imagine that I have no mouth walking in very grey streets among other mouth-less shadows Other times I imagine the mouth-less me is sitting by a white table playing with a knife thinking “would not be a fine idea to stab my face to carve myself a .. “Smile”, sounds as a good [...]
In this series , The Guilty Pleasures Series, I will try, merely try, to bring out to this so called blog a few of those who live inside my head. Now, when I started thinking who I shall let out I thought that I should let those who make the most “sense” but that reduced [...]
The coming lines are from “The Good Man Jesus and the Scoundrel Christ” by Philip Pullman please forgive me for such long post but this is written beautifully I dare not to utter a word. ‘You’re not listening,’ he whispered. ‘I’ve been speaking to you all my life and all I’ve heard back is silence. Where are [...]
The lyrics- Yevgeniy Pavlovich Grebyonka (1812-1848), the music – Florian Hermann – on 7 March 1884. DARK (BLACK EYES) Dark eyes, burning eyes Passionate and splendid eyes How I love you, How I fear you Verily, I saw you at a sinister hour Dark eyes, flaming eyes They implore me into faraway lands Where love [...]
محاولات مضنية لخلق منزل من مكان tiring attempts to create a home out of a place
: مقدمة نظرية عندما نعطش …. ندرك وجود الماء عندما نحوع …. ندرك وجود المأكل عندما نبرد …. ندرك وجود الكساء عندما نسأل لماذا …. ندرك حاجتنا للكذب كم من المدهش كم الكذبات الصغيرة التي نحتاجها فقط للبقاء على قيد الحياة : كمان مقدمة نظرية أهلا عزيزي الغريب أرجوك لا تعتذر و أصدر أحكامك علي [...]
“I must have left the window open” that what I said to myself when i saw a pigeon on the edge of my bath when I came home today have you ever tried to talk to a pigeon in a sign language … believe you me it is not that simple ! after a while [...]
I just knew that Nina Simon died in 2003 !! I did not know .. I thought she was alive, breathing and humming but i was wrong. I feel low for to me she died few moments ago how amusing that this world can not be more depressing, for seven years she was dead I just did [...]