Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Choosing A Bad Habit


A day contains different events, some are small repetitive, and others are just one timers, that’s all great and fine, but when doing one of those repetitive , we choose to force ourselves into the good ones ”or so we think” we like to increase our good habits area, but doing so, we sometimes miss the developing of a repetitive bad habit that integrates within our daily routine, and soon enough it becomes and independence, and when you do something so often for no reason, you'll need a very strong reason to stop doing it,  so to not reach that part, I’m choosing one for myself,

I'm not self destructive, but I’m preventing a disaster, so I'm choosing the bad habit instead of it choosing me.





Thoughts To Spare


I have a mind with thoughts to spare
Millions of thoughts that I’ve tried to share.


When I open my mouth with the words to be said
The words on my tongue refuse to be shared


Though I talk much, and say a lot
The words I wish to speak should not come out


Seeing the experience of my friends to be
My mind please keep working but from underneath

You tell me that I shouldn't say this
But I tell you it's the fact that everyone misses


So it's not my mind that will speak
But some worthy ideas I might share


Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Clouds


On a sunny day only one is enough
to block out the burning feeling of that sun

On a rainy day none is ever enough
let it rain, let it rain, i can never get enough

Monday, October 3, 2011

FeedBack



Galileo, Van Gogh, Edgar Allan Poe, Mozart
These people have one thing in common, they all became famous after their death. So I wonder why do dead people get a lot of credit after they die? Knowing that during their life, they've been mistreated and unvalued. But once they died, their work that was once of no value became the priciest and the elite's choice. Why do they get all the positive feedback when they're six feet further away, why is all the negativity forgotten and no one has a word to say.

But then, maybe, there's a slight chance, a small beam of light of being fair, and someone say that that person had positives and they were 1,2,3, and still if had negatives and they were 1,2,3, but what about a better idea, why not say this person has positives and has negatives.

I've tried to reason why they only mention the negatives, maybe that's their way of saying you can do better -the tough love kinda way- but here they’ve failed to guide them to the right direction, leading to depression and possibly death at early age for many young talents.

Another reason –I think- is that they don't want to admit they like it and therefore they'd have to compliment -something their fragile ego can't handle- , or they'd have to have an intellectual talk -with the artist, author, or whoever- where their ignorance would be revealed faster than you can say who.
So they'd rather wait till that person is dead so that they say that he meant something by his work, -which he probably did not-.

They'd rather live in a world of maybe and perhaps,
Than let their void bubble of knowledge collapse

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Words Of Choice


It’s strange that with the daily use of words we are failing to express what we really mean, then suddenly the same word ais expressing a feeling with all its different magnitude, for example a person could be happy, but what kind of happiness? Is he happy or shining, smiley or ecstatic?? Yes, they all express happiness but to what degree? The feeling gets lost with the bad choice of the describing word.

This brings me to a similar point, which is what a word really means, we know how the word would sound, how it will affect them, but the word itself, the basic concept, what does it mean, the one used to describe something or someone, the meaning and definition of the word, have you tried to define, 'happy', or 'sad', and how about 'absolute' or 'gain'? Though they seem to be very simple words and of daily use, we can easily fail to describe when exactly they are used, now imagine the other words that don't use often, so we replace them with others that don't explain what is intended, leading to failing the unused word, and the meaning desired from it.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

T.M.I Deal With It


We go out, we talk, we share, we laugh, we care, then we talk more, and others listen more, and as we speak and the words come out of our mouth we can't take them back, we can only watch them affect the people who hear them, watch the red alert of too much info rise in their eyes, and in their facial expressions, know that maybe your image now shifted in their minds, and the way they used to perceive you now is altered with no going back no matter how much more we'd say or not say. Cause once the alert is raised there's no turning off,

All that further proof that the person in front of you is only accepting you for what they know, even if they are sure that it's not all, people would rather stay in the darkness and not know the truth if it meant they wont lose that person, or that it would make them choose to let go of that person who may be a reason for part of their happiness. They fail to handle the person as a whole, with all the parts in them, forgetting that they are too incomplete and not so perfect after all.


Monday, September 26, 2011

Nothing Is Above Suspicion


Taboos and Givens, all are unquestionable facts that we have surrounding us, not able to investigate them, let alone doubt. We give up the right to question many of the things we were told due to many reasons; being out of time, out of resources, sometimes it is even out of fear, fear of journey toward the truth or even the truth itself.
It’s like to get to the bottom of things you need to pull away so far, like jumping in the sea, the higher you go up, the deeper you'll sink in, the closer you'll get to the bottom, and don't worry, you'll be able to pull yourself up to the surface again.
The jump may be scary, and hitting the water my seem tough, but in the end it's questioning everything, and leaving no stone unturned and getting to the bottom of things that will help you move up the surface, nothing is above suspicion