…… و لكن

in the name of the restlessness …

Очи Черные (Black Eyes Russian) : “Gypsy” song

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 reigns, where peace reigns
Where there is no suffering, where war is forbidden

Dark eyes, burning eyes
Passionate and splendid eyes
I love you so, I fear you so
Verily, I saw you at a sinister hour

If I hadn’t met you, I wouldn’t be suffering so
I would have lived my life smiling
You have ruined me, dark eyes
You have taken my happiness away forever

Dark eyes, burning eyes
Passionate and splendid eyes
I love you so, I fear you so
Verily, I saw you at a sinister hour

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House and Place

محاولات مضنية لخلق منزل من مكان

tiring attempts to create a home out of a place

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جولة سياحية

: 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 كما تشاء

فأنا قبل حتي أن أراك أصدرت أحكامي عليك مرتين

!!  كمان مقدمة نظرية …. عيش عزيزي المستمع

في مدن الغثيان ، يمنع عنا كبريائنا تذكرة الخروج الوحيدة من هنا، يمنع عنا الرضا

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في بلاد الجن و الأساطير حيث تطير السحالي و تزحف العصافير
في بلادٍ البيض فيها لا يباض بل يحصد كالقمح
و الإستمناء كالتعليم المجاني من حق الجميع و كالموت حق على الجميع
في تلك البلاد ،كل البلاد، هناك من يموتون لأنهم لم يجدوا شيئا أفضل ليمضوا به الظهيرة
و أخرون يحترفون الألم، فلا شئ أفضل من أن تطفئ سجارة في إحدى عينيك و أنت تنتظر ما يأتي و لا يأتي
و هناك من رفض اللاشئ ليأتي باللاشئ ثم تقافز و صرخ كقرد عجوز إكتشف عضوه لأول مرة فأمسكه و صار يزعق واااع وااع واااااع
في تلك البلاد ،كل البلاد، حتى النجوم بليدة
لا أدري من الأحمق الذي ظن تلك البقع في السماء فكرة جبدة تستحق الوجود
نحني جانبا فمصدقيتي مشكوك فيها
إستعمل بصرك و قل شيئا إن لم تكن النجوم بليدة
لا تقل لي بل قل للنجوم فيبدوا لي بأنها تمر بأزمة وجودية و تحتاج إلي بعض … النفاق أو الإطراء إن شئت
في تلك البلاد الموت ليس شريراً
بل هو كالخدمات الحكومية الأخري ؛ مهم مجاني بطيئ و غبي
فقط لو يعطوا القطاع الخاص مساحة أكبر
في تلك البلاد ,كل البلاد, هناك من ينتظرون الدهشة على الأرصفة
و غرف إنتظار عيادات الأسنان و دهاليز السوق السوداء
من المدهش كم هي نادرة تلك البضاعة.
نادرة لدرجة أن هناك من ذهب لمستشفيات الولادة ليخلق دهشته بنفسه
في تلك البلاد كم كان سيكون لطيفا لو كان هناك ألهة حمقاء أو متصابية
كم كان سيكون لطيفا لو وجد الرجل العنكبوت وإن كان منحرفا جنسيا
في تلك البلاد، كل البلاد ، قد يُظَنُ بأننا نعيش الحياة
إن هذه إلا جهنم، قد متنا جميعنا و ها نحن نعاقب بالسأم

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unmeaningful sounds

I started reading Hunter S. Thompson’s Hell’s Angels this morning and I was faced with these lines

In my own country

I am in a far off land

I am strong yet have

No force or power

I win yet remain a loser

At break of day I say goodnight

When I lie down I have a great fear of falling

— François Villion

I read them loud again and again, I read them till the words merged together into unmeaningful sounds,  only then I left my flat and went to work.

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A pigeon in my flat

“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 we agreed to divide the flat, it can use the bathroom and i will stay in the living room and we both leave the hallway as a no man\pigeon land

After a while, the Pigeon came up with a bright idea. since it came through the bath window, may be it can leave through it too

life can be a bit less boring .. accidentally

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Neon lamp – a short movie

lamba neon from emad maher on Vimeo.

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Nina Simon Died today !!

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 not know

If I die and my soul is lost .. no buddy’s fault but mine

sinner man where you ganna run to  ..  the lord said go to the devil

but i am just a soul who’s intentions are good, Oh lord do not let me be misunderstood

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a Funeral of a Colour

اليوم …  لوناً إنتحر

لا نعرفه أيهم

لأنه عندما رحل

لم يترك وراءه أثر

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….

منذ زمن –  يبدو لي كقرون الأن – أخترت أن أكون مصيبا على أن أكون سعيدا …  لم أعرف عندها بأنني لن أكون أيهما

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the league of the Pathetics

(this is a short story I did not finish and i am not planning to do so, but since the blog was asleep for a while here is what i have wrote about the league of the Pathetics  .. typos are a trade mark and if you ignore them they will leave you in peace too)

Officer: so birdy .. sing !
Jiko: people have weird habits, something that other people would consider out of the norm and might feel unease if they happen to observe it, those “other people” happen to be people as well with weird habits as well .. but i digress .. i guess what i am trying to say is that i do have weird habits too. Personally i do not think that smiles means anything, thank you, good bye, excuse me, sorry your cat died are as well sort of an meaningless behaviour …. the way things are ….  like the fact that water boils at 100 C or cows have 4 legs. i say people over-rate an empty smile and under-rate a good healthy loud fart .. again I digress
as i said i have some weird habits, one of them is my daydreaming and that what i am trying to tell you sir … you see i live in my head quit a lot and not that only i do not like but it is not doing me much good, you see Mister i do not like me much but what can I say if only I kept the receipt and returned me ..anyway … I thought being me was bad enough till one day i was in underground minding my own business, i was tired and low and did not see a single colour all day when all of the sudden i started to hear some music at first i thought it is one of those kids .. so i opened my eyes and looked around me to see who this punk, but the carriage was empty except for a middle aged woman.
so i said to myself ” you have lost Jiko!! ..” and i might had lost sir, i mean i am not claiming that i am perfectly sane
Officer: keep talking .. but stay with topic
Jiko: yes .. sure .. of course .. so i went on thinking about my life and all those silly questions one asks when one is in a rainy day .. after a moment i closed my eyes and i tried to relax to find myself somewhere i never meant to be.. at first i did not understand it but now i know i was in this lady’s daydream
Officer: what did you see ?
Jiko: I can not remember clearly .. i Panicked and that is not helpful when you spy on someone’s daydream. i guess it was a wedding, there was music and white dresses but i am only guessing .. i thought i was pathetic i found out that i am A pathetic, one of many.. another thing I found out, Children are stupid. their daydreams are dull and simple unlike what Disney tells us
Officer: are you saying you can read people’s mind
Jiko: No, i can not. You see i am only able to spy on people’s daydreams, but i can not guess what number they are thinking of or know if they are lying, i can not spy on someone’s thoughts only when people are in the floating  state of the daydream i can can jump in and watch.
Officer: Jump in ? you mean you can choose not
Jiko: oh yes, this madness comes full with options .. sometimes when I am bored I DJ two people’s daydream
Officer: well then Jiko, can you tell us about your adventures
Serage : CUUUUUUUUUUUUT !!!!  all go home .. the post is over … nothing to see here …  we have to use room as a public toilet

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