Happy New Year 2012 ;)

I dream that I can someday walk in such a white land and built my own snow man..
Happy New Year everyone :)

عندما تراقصت كلمات نزار قباني على أنغام شربل روحانا

يا ابنة العم والهوى أموي كيف أخفي الهوى وكيف أبين
آه يا شام كيف أشرح ما بي وأنا فيك دائما مسكون
سامحيني إن لم أكاشفك بالعشق فأحلى ما في الهوى التضمين
يا دمشق البسي دموعي سواراً وتمني فكل صعبٍ يهون
مزقي يا دمشق خارطة الذل وقولي للدهر كن فيكون
بك عزت قريش بعد هوانٍ وتلاقت قبائلٌ وبطون
ُهزم الروم بعد سبع عجاف وتعافى وجداننا المطعون
صدق السيف حاكماً وحكيماً صدق وحده السيف يا دمشق اليقين
سبقت ظلها خيول هشامٍ وأفاقت من نومها السكين
علمينا فقه العروبة يا شام فأنت البيان والتبيين

من قصيدة "ترصيع بالذهب على سيفٍ دمشقي" للرائع نزار قباني، على ألحان المبدع شربل روحانا

Portrait of my dream :)

Horses of my dreams by Stefano ♥

هتمناله الخير

هتمناله الخير...إيه يعني يفوتني وينساني.. ماهو ياما اتحمل علشاني.. ماهو ياما كان قلبه عليّا

هتمناله الخير...ماهو قبل مايجرحني دواني..كان عمري وكان هو زماني..كان قلبي وروحي وعينيّا

هفتكرله حاجات كتير كانت مابينا، هفتكر أيام هوانا والخطاوي اللي ف طريقنا

هفتكرله حاجات كتير كانت مابينا، هفتكر لحظة لقانا وأنسى لحظة ما افترقنا

لما كنا بنقسم الفرحة ف عيوننا، هفتكرله حاجات كتير، واتمناله الخير 

هتمناله الخير من قلبي علشان يستاهل، ده أنا هتمنى تلف الدنيا تاني ونتقابل

هتمناله الخير ...

Growing Moon by Alexandre Vendruscolo

View more like this at the artist portfolio Alexandre Jaeger Vendruscolo

يلا بينا تعالوا نسيب اليوم فى حاله، وكل واحد مننا يركب حصان خياله

My immortal...

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
Your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have…..all of me

You used to captivate me by your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have…..all of me

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

An excerpt from "The Power of Kindness" by Mac Anderson

Lisa Tamburino told me a story about how you really never know what people are struggling with... and the impact your kindness can have. Lisa is a waitress at a restaurant in Naperville, Illinois, and got in the festive spirit of the holidays be donning an elf costume on Christmas Day.

"While I was serving my tables, a gentleman from another part of the restaurant wanted to randomly pick out a table and buy that table their meal. That table happened to be one of my tables and when the couple I was serving found out that someone had bought their meal, they called me over and were very appreciative. They wanted to pay it forward and told me to then give them the check from my other table where a man and his two little girls were having their Christmas breakfast.

"I thought it was a wonderful gesture and respected their wishes and waited until they were gone to surprise the gentleman and his two little girls. I let him know that he did not have a check for his meal. He looked at me like I just gave him a million dollars. I told him a couple that was sitting at the booth by the window bought their breakfast and he questioned why. I told him it was a couple that just wanted to pay it forward.

"His eyes starting tearing up and he told me that he had lost his business, his house and that he could barely afford to take his girls out to breakfast. I started to tear up, seeing what this gesture meant to him. After listening to the struggles he was having, I told him not to leave me a gratuity of any kind. I wanted him to walk out of the restaurant without pulling a dime out of his pocket and I gave his two little girls the Andes Candies box I had in my apron. We had a long conversation and as they were leaving, the older of the two girls got up and hugged me. It completely touched my heart."

RIP Amer Mounib..that voice carrying memories!!

حاسس بمصيبة جيالي

حاسة بسحابة سودا بتكبر وبتمتد وبتغطي طبقة كبيرة من مصر، مابقاش عندي حاجة من الأمل، علشان الغيمة دي مخبية الشمس عني، حاسة بحاجة غريبة و مريبة و مصيبة،  حصلت، بتحصل، هتحصل، مش عارفة، كل اللي عارفاه إني عمالة أدندن بأغنية الجميل نجيب الريحاني في فيلم غزل البنات وهو بيقول "حاسس بمصيبة جيالي..يالطيف يالطيف" ، ألطف بينا يارب

Song of my life...

So I took her hand and I don't know what everybody else heard, but to me it sounded like a slow dance, a little sad, but maybe a little hopeful too.

Freemasonry!!

The steps of Freemasonry

Solomons temple

ANNUIT COEPTIS

 

Is eating a huge piece of my mind :D:D


for further info. go to 4shared website and download those books:

الماسونية ذلك العالم المجهول دراسة في الأسرار التنظيمية لليهودية العالمية للدكتور صابر طعيمة

 الماسونية و اليهود و التوراة للدكتور نعمان عبد  الرازق السامرائي

Mysteries of Freemasonry by Captain William Morgan
Manual of Freemasonry by Richard Carlile
Global Freemasonry by Harun Yahya

Mein kampf

It's too long risky road and you must walk it confidently..gain more boldness and go..

Losing Faith!

سيدتي..إن قلبك يوجعني

لي كتاب ترجم إلى الإيطالية عنوانه "قلبك يوجعني"، وهو مجموعة من الرسائل إلى الصديقة سينا روصنم، وكان من الممكن أن يبقى بالعربية فهى تعرف العربية وتجيدها، ولكنها شاءت أن تجرب حظها في زحام الأدب المعاصر، وأن يكون تحت عنوان: رومانسية عربية

وهى التي اختارت هذا التصنيف، ولكن عندما كتبت لها لم أكن أعرف تحت أي عنوان، ومن أي باب وعلى أي قاعدة أستقر، إنني أكتب وبس

قلت لها: عندي إحساس أنني لم أكمل عبارة واحدة قلتها، حتى لو كررتها ألف مرة، فما يزال هناك ماأقوله، فالكلام بيننا ليس نهائياً، فلسنا نكتب معادلات حسابية أو هندسية

وليس الذي نقوله بديهيات وإنما نحن اخترنا الظنون والأوهام والأحلام، واخترنا ألوان الشفق وألوان الغسق، ولم نكتب نهاراً ولم ننسج عباراتنا من خيوط الشمس، فليس الذي نقوله كلاماً بالعقل والمنطق، فلا أنت أرسطو ولا أنا كارل ماركس، ولكن أنت الشاعر بتراركه وأنا الشاعر لرمنتوف

تقولين في رسالتك الأخيرة: إن كل شئ يغريك بالنوم، فقد تعبت من اليقظة، وأحسست كأنك الإنسان الإغريقي الذي خلقته الآلهة من دون أن تكون له أجفان، فهو مفتوح العينين أبداً، وأنت الذي وضعت لي هذه الأجفان، ولولاك ماكان ليل ونوم وأحلام وسعادة

أشكرك ولكنك ياسيدتي نسيت أنني خلعت أجفاني ووضعتها لعينيك، فنامي في هدوء وهناء، اتركيني أحرسك، فإذا صحوت من نومك السعيد لاتنسي أن تعيدي أجفاني إلى عيني، وإذا كانت عينيك توجعني فإن قلبك أيضاً يوجعني

لقد كنت أدعو الناس أن ينظروا إلى وجوههم في المرآة أو إلى شهادة ميلادهم لكي يعرفوا أنهم كبروا وأن كلامهم صغير، أن عقولهم كبرت ولكن قلوبهم صغيرة، إن الفنان له عمران: عمر شهادة الميلاد، وعمر القلب الذي لايكبر ولايشيخ

إنني أكتب وعليك ان تختاري لي عمراً، أما أنا فأعرف عمري ولكن لاأعرف لك عمراً ولاأريد

Floating Souls!!

I did something great today, it really makes me feel happiness that I miss from long while, being happy is not the issue, realizing that you're happy by doing good thing that is... anyway I want to say "do good and feel happiness by doing it" :)  

After that LONG day, given enough coffee, I could rule the world

GOD PROTECT EGYPT

October 1973

Meetings in the headquarters of Air Force

Israeli soldier to salute Egyptian leader Fathi Zaghloul

Sometimes we don't find a convenient words to say what we're really feeling..so we tend to LOVE as it can express truly and exactly what we need to say.


but at last that is nothing if you know, note to oneself, "Don't ever say I love you instead of Thanks or I owe you a favor that you learn me something or give me happiness. It's not necessary".

Sarah, by Rim Banna

ارفعوا العُصبة عن عيون سارة حتى ترى وجه قاتلها

A bad dream

One of my favorite in Stefano Bonazzi online Gallery

مات المداوي والمدَاوى والذي جلب الدواء وباعه ومن اشترى

 أبو العتاهية ~ 

"Il faut que le monde soit clair. Si les coeurs étaient clairs, le monde serait clair."

Say it when Life wears optimistic moments =D

Last Goodbye...

I think back now to the time we shared and wonder if anything could compare,
To the day I realized what I felt for you was true, my heart was full of love for you, 
I’m glad we tried but we have come to an end you and me no longer meant to be. 

You gave me strength,
You gave me life,
You gave me the wings I need to fly,
You’ve found your happiness now let me find mine,
I guess this is a last goodbye. 

I believed that I was the one, stupid that I didn’t see I was never meant to be,
I gave you all my love, all of me, I wish I had seen what you would give me.

You gave me strength,
You gave me life,
You gave me the wings I need to fly,
You’ve found your happiness now let me find mine,
I guess this is a last goodbye. 

I thank you for that but fail to see,
Why I deserved the lies, the hurt, the worst betrayal 
I hate to think, what I needed to hear, From your mouth was never real.

You gave me strength, 
You gave me life,
You gave me the wings I need to fly,
You’ve found your happiness now let me find mine,
I guess this is a last goodbye. 

So I guess you want to know the reason why I have to say goodbye,
You crossed the line one too many times,
Sorry no longer hit’s a nerve, your words no longer reach, the shards of my broken heart,
I know no difference between truth or lie, I trusted you once you crushed that too,
But some part of me still misses you and me. 

You gave me strength,
You gave me life,
You gave me the wings I need to fly,
You’ve found your happiness now let me find mine,
I guess this is a last goodbye. 

There’s no more words to say, no more games to play,
Finally you might pay for throwing my love away 

You gave me strength,
You gave me life,
You gave me the wings I need to fly,
You’ve found your happiness now let me find mine,
I guess this is a last goodbye
You’ve found your happiness now let me find mine,
It pains me to say I guess this is a last goodbye
Last goodbye.

By Sophia Reeson
Published: 9/11/2010

Never leave the sun

Never leave the sun (appears in Yanni Voices album)

Lyrics by Leslie Mills

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Follow you out of a restless day 

Walking a road where a dream can change 
You caught me there where my mind was lost 
trying to make sense 

Show me the world with an open heart 
Looking inside everything you are 
Hold me there where I learn to trust 
Trying to make sense of us 

You tell me that I'm strong enough 
I wanna run away 
I wanna fly into your arms 
and never leave the sun 
oh I, I will never leave the sun 

oh let it roll, let it roll.. 

Somewhere between wanting to believe 
and taking a chance that you promise me 
Somewhere between every morning dawn 
and giving in to love 

You tell me that I'm strong enough 
I wanna run away 
I wanna fly into your arms 
and never leave the sun 
oh I, I will never leave the sun 

Never gonna leave the sun 
Tell me.. 

You tell me that I'm strong enough 
I'm never gonna leave the sun 
I want to fly into your arms 
I'm never gonna leave the sun 

You tell me that I'm strong enough 
I wanna run away 
I wanna fly into your arms 
and never leave the sun 
Oh I.. I will never leave the sun 

one love, one love, one love, many 

you tell me that I'm strong enough 
I'm never gonna leave the sun 
I'm never gonna leave the sun

Our new baby girl ♥

My Baby Girl
My Baby Girl
she makes me dance and twirl
Beautiful as can be
lucky, lucky me
All of God's grace
in her sweet little face
Even tho' I pray
little she won't stay
Please don't grow so fast
let these precious moments last
Tea parties, dolls, and bows
soon she'll run the show
Growing up in a whirl
My Precious Baby Girl


~ Christine Michaels, Copyright 2003


I loved this one since I read it first time, and that special dedication for my best sister Mariam and her fabulous new daughter Maria ♥

“When People walk away from you, let them go. Your destiny is never tied to anybody who leaves you, and it doesn’t mean that they are bad people. It just means that their part in your story is over.” I picked this up from my friend’s wall.

When reading this, I remembered all the people that faded out of ‘my story’, and they are just in the background now. And I remember that people come into our lives for a reason.

كيف صرت مجنوناً

هذه قصتي إلى كل من يود أن يعرف كيف صرتُ مجنوناً، في قديم الأيام قبل أن ميلاد كثيرين من الآلهة نهضت من نومٍ عميقٍ فوجدت أن جميع براقعي قد سرقت، البراقع السبعة التي حكتها وتقنعت بها في حيواتي السبع على الأرض، فركضت سافر الوجه في الشوارع الزاحمة صارخاً بالناس: "اللصوص، اللصوص، اللصوص الملاعين"، فضحك الرجال والنساء مني وهرب بعضهم إلى بيوتهم خائفين مذعورين

وعندما بلغت ساحة المدينة إذا بفتى المدينة قد انتصب على أحد السطوح وصرخ قائلاً: "إن الرجل مجنون أيها الناس"، وما رفعت نظري لأراه حتى قبلت الشمس وجهي العاري لأول مرة، لأول مرة قبلت الشمس فالتهبت نفسي بمحبة الشمس ولم أعد بحاجة إلى براقعي، وكأنما أنا في غيبوبة صرخت قائلاً: "مباركون، مباركون أولئك اللصوص الذين سرقوا براقعي"

هكذا صرت مجنوناً، ولكني قد وجدت بجنوني هذا الحرية والنجاة معاً:حرية الأنفراد ، والنجاة من أن يدرك الناس كياني، لأن الذين يدركون كياننا إنما يستعبدون بعض مافينا، ولكن لا أفخرن كثيراً بنجاتي، فإن اللص وإن كان في غيابة السجن فهو في مأمن من أقرانه اللصوص

منقول من كتاب "المجنون" للرائع جـبران خليـل جـبران

The Invitation

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dreams for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful be realistic
to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.

If you can be faithful and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from God’s presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine and still stand on the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes."

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.

I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here.

I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.

I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

The Invitation, By Oriah Mountain Dreamer (A native American Elder)

P.S: The portrait shown above is "The invitation" for Jonas Gerard

R.I.P.

I'm only me. That is all I can be. No more, no less, don't second guess. I love, I live, I laugh, I cry. I've wished sometimes that I could die. Some days I'm funny, others I'm not, sometimes I'm in overdrive and I can't stop. You may not like me, but that's okay because this is me and how I'll stay.

It's the first time to attend that festival performances, It's very good experience that you can see the merge between different cultures in one language is chanting, especially Sufi one.

about 14 countries from whole over the world come to show up their traditions and Sufi view, their title that round is "Home is the Human", performances were fabulous, organized, elegant, rushy, enthusiast, hold in the most beautiful place Al Ghouri complex in Al Azhar St.

I really enjoyed there and invite everyone to try that spirit... believe me... It deserves

It's good to break the walls of silence for sometime, but the best is to keep the silence of your emotions and thoughts for longer time