In love

Whenever I see him I want the world to stop... 

I want all the people around us to disappear...

I want to dance with him. 

And only with him. 

Our own Faluka party...


Never give up

Never give up.

My actions are controlled by me, and define me. My actions are the result of how I see the world, how I see people.

And I choose to believe in the goodness that lays in people's hearts. I insist on seeing that goodness.

I choose to be kind, and loving, and forgiving.

I must maintain this path.

I cannot walk another path.

I cannot look at the world and see manipulations. I cannot look at people and see manipulators.

I must believe

My hand must Always be extended to peace! Always!

Watch the water

Sit and watch the water.

Observe the massive collection of drops moving up and down,

moving, yet remaining in place

transporting energy

from one drop

to the other.

A collective.

When the sea is calm

none can escape.

But when the waves are high

it's a revolution

and the drops that break on the rocks finally changing their place.

Defying gravity.

Rebelling.

Souvenirs

I didn't go to the market to buy a papyrus or a galabiya the souvenirs I got from there are imprinted in me: my aching heart my confused...