Monday, July 23, 2018

لأني لا أستطيع أن أطفئ أحيانا عقليَ


لأني لا أستطيع أن أطفئ أحيانا عقليَ

كتبت هذا ليلا وجه صباحيَ...


حين تصمت الحياة و تستيقظ ضجة رأسيَ
كنص أو خواطر بلغتي العربية
فأنا لستُ شاعراً موزونٌ شعريَ
و هي أقربُ جداً لِجُملٍ تَغْريدية
قد تكون أو لا تكون بقافية
بعدم الانتماء لأي مكان هو شعوريَ
أو في زمانٍ أكون أنا غير زمانيَ
اريد ان أنجز الكثير و لا تكفي انفاسيَ
و لا أحب أن اطلب شيئا من أحد ليَ
أو اطلب شيئا من احد لغيريَ
و قد يسمى هذا بالاكتفاء الذاتيَّ
فأنا أعشق أن أدفع و أتحدى نفسيَ
لأرى ما استطيع فعله و ما تستطيع هيَ
نشرت قصتي المنقحة بيوم ميلاديَ...
فبمثل هذا اليوم جئتكم انا إلى الدنيا
مع داء الصرع بالعصبي جهازيَ
و جدري الماء و حب شبابيَ
الذي تعرضت بعده للسخرية
من بعض الطلاب الاشقيا
فأسست أول موقعٍ عنكبوتيَّ
و فُتح من ثم في يوم رأسيَ
أحسستُ بعدها بالأسر في جسديَ
بعد أن ظننت أنني رّجُل حديديّ
فسُحِقَ إبداعيَ و جَمُدَ فِكْريَ
و تساءلتّ: لماذا كان كل جُهدِيَ؟
و قررت تحقيق حُلميَ
فمرض...غربة وطن...بعدها ما مصيريَ؟
و رحل والدي، فذهب قلبيَ
صِبِيّ طائش سَرَقَه مِني
و لطيفة الفنانة وقفت بقربيَ
و لا ننسى سياسات الكوكب غير المنتهية
و ضغطُ الترقوّةِ على حلقيَ
شعرت بعدها بضمور إحساسيَ
ثم ضَجر و فُتور من قِوى عقليَ
تراني هادئا و براكين تغلي بعمقيَ
تسرِقُ النّوم من عَيني فتَقْتِلَهُ هيَ
فأصبحت أبسط للحياة نظرتِيَ
لأُطْلِق اليوم للعامةِ في حسابيَ
خواطر فكري و عَواصِفه الذِّهنية
التي تَثورُ و تنطفئ كألعابٍ نارية
قررت أن أحفظها و أرسمها بكتابيَ
لأُشارِكَكَمْ جَمالَ ذاك المشوه عقليَ
لم أحسد أحدا قط في حياتيَ
أو قليلا...
من عبر بجمال إحساسه الموزون عنيَ
انا اليوم حُرٌ بالفضاء طليق جناحيَ
فاذهب بعيدا عني و الهو مع غيريَ
و من لم يكن لديه ما يُقدِّمه لَكم و لي...
فلا يجلس في مَنزِلَه مُتربعاً لِينتقدني...
كل ما أريده منه هو أن يتركني و شأنيَ
أنا عنهم الآن اسمو و عن رماد الامس و ما مضيَ
مسامحا للكل رضي من رضيَ
بجَسدي...بِخُلُقي...بروحي...و بِعَقْليَ




Because sometimes I can not turn off my brain I wrote the following late night, early morning When life is silent and the clutter in my head wakes up As phrases or ideas in classic Arabic This is a rough translation in English I am not a professional poet They are closer to tweets than a poem They might or may not rhyme I feel that i don’t belong anywhere Or maybe i am in a different time, not my time I wanted to accomplish a lot but my breath is finite I don’t like to ask for help Or ask for help for someone else That might be called self sufficient I love to push and challenge myself To see what i can do, and what can she I published the censored version of my story on my birthday In a day like this day I came to life With epilepsy in my nervous system "Suffering from my sexuality" Acne and chicken pox Which i was made fun of By some school bullies I launched my first website Then my skull was open "After that I found out about my disease" I felt afterwards that I was jailed in my own body After thinking that I was a superman My creativity was crushed and my thinking was frozen And i wondered: why is my efforts? Then i decided to follow my dream Sickness, loneliness and what will happen to me next? My father was gone, my heart left with him A manic boy stole him from me And Latifa the artist stood by me Not to mention the non stop politics of the planet And my collarbone pressing on my throat I felt leanness in my feelings Boredom and coldness of my brain I might look calm but there are volcanoes deep inside Stealing the sleepiness of my eyes, then it kills it My view of life became much simpler To share with the public My ideas and brainstorms Which are shooting and extinguished like fireworks I decided to write it down and save it in my book So you all see the beauty of my deformed brain I’ve never envied anybody in my life Or a bit… Whoever expressed my feelings poetically on behalf of me Today I am free flying up in space while stretching my wings So go away and play your games with someone else And whoever doesn’t have anything to offer to me and you Don’t stay home doing nothing but criticizing me Just leave me be on my own Today I rise up away of the ashes of yesterday and the past... Forgiving everybody whether they accept it or not I rise up with my body, morals, soul and brain

Wednesday, March 07, 2018

أنغام - يوجعونك: عندما غنت أنغام للقلب


This song is about envious people who wishes you bad while you did nothing except good for them, the lyrics makes me sort of jealous of the way how the poet was able to express her feelings in such a beautiful way

إسم الأغنية: يوجعونك
غناء: انغام
كلمات : رازان
ألحان : ياسر بو علي
توزيع : خالد عز

Song name: "Yoje'onik" (They hurt you)
Singer: Angham
Lyrics: Razan
Composer: Yassir Abo Ali
Mix by: Khalid Ezz
Genre: Gulf Music


‏يوجعونك كثر ماتطري عليهم
‏قاصدين الجرح ويدينك عرايا
‏قد ماقدمت خيرك ترتجيهم
‏قد ماذلوك قدام البرايا
‏ They hurt you as much as they think about you
They are trying to wound you despite that you have "bare hands" (as you are unarmed peaceful and never harmed anyone)
As much as you did good to them...
As much as they humiliated you in front of everybody!

‏تدعي بسرك عسى الله يهديهم
‏تسكت وتصبر يدينون النوايا
‏قلت لك ياقلب ماجالك يجيهم
‏لا تألم تنطوي بين الزوايا
You secretly pray may the be guided again
You remain calm and be patient waiting for them to condemn their intentions
I told you dear heart, what happened to you will happen to them
Don't be in pain and go hide in the corner

‏أدري ابصدمتك وادري تحتريهم
‏تختلق الأعذار وتخلي الوصايا
‏وانت اعلم مني إن فيهم وفيهم
‏ودهم يرمونك بحوض المنايا
I know that you are shocked and I know that you are waiting for them
You keep making excuses for them while neglecting my advice
And you know better than me that they have lots of issues
(They wish to throw you in a the "pool of death" (grave!

‏‏عيش هالدنيا ولا تبقى بيديهم
‏طيش في غيك ولا تخشى الخبايا
‏إسمع إحساسي حذاري تلتقيهم
‏عدهم ذنبك وياكثر الخطايا
Live this life freely and don't be "between their hands" (don't let them control you)
Go as extreme as you can with life and don't be afraid of the unknown
Listen to my feelings and be aware of meeting them
Consider them a sin and "how many sins you have"? (it will not be your only sin)

Monday, March 05, 2018

To Latifa & Fadi Haddad


مصح و أدوية و نميمة نسوان على قعدة قهوة و دمج حضارات و طلعت من الشرنقة الفراشة فريش بطريقة استعراضية راقية بدل ما تكون دراما كعادة العرب الأزلية...هالكلام مو عشان لوقو لاتيسول اللي انا مصممه اول مرة ينزل على كليب للطيفة بس الحق ينقال... كل شي من الألوان و الكونتراست و المونتاج و الكوريوغرافي اللي حركة الكل فيه بالضبط بالتزامن مع بعض (شي نادر جدا عربيا)...كل التفاصيل حتى حركة الكعب و الايد في التتر بالنهاية شي راقي... من زمان ما شفت "عمل عربي" أبهرني بالفترة الاخيرة كلهم صاروا مثل بعض...و مع اني ما كنت احب الأغنية نفسها لاني احب ان الكلام يكون شِّعري في الاغاني العربية و هذا السبب اني ما احب اسمع اغاني اجنبية...بس مبروك لطيفة و فادي حداد و كل اللي اشتغلوا في هالعمل...رجعتوا لي الامل في ان لي اليوم في ابداع عربي مو كله #سلق_بيض !!!

Friday, January 12, 2018

How biased is the mainstream media?

I spent a long time writing this, if you do actually believe that human rights are not selective, or you believe and/or your government actually believe in them...Read this to the end or just role to the otherside and go back to sleep...It’s about a specific subject that took place in December 2017 and is still taking place...If it was deleted I will re-post it and if you suddenly can not find my profile on facebook then it’s suspended because of what is written below...It’s about how mainstream media and social media misguide the way you think about certain issues, and how it affects your perspective about specific topics, I am using the story about #AhedTamimi as an example and I provided resources.

I am sure none of you ever heard of this teenage girl Ahed Tamimi from An-Nabi Saleh town in the west bank in Palestine who was born on 30 of March 2001, because you know...You will only get to see what mainstream media and social media wants you to see...A supporting message from a known Egyptian celebrity “Sherihan” was deleted by Instagram, she wrote about it on twitter and few days later Instagram brought it back.

“Ahed and her 20-year-old cousin, Nour Tamimi, approached an Israeli captain and a first sergeant at the edge of the family's walled front yard. Ahed yelled at them to leave, then started pushing and kicking the soldiers, who casually fended off the blows. Then she hit both in the face, according to the charges” (The Independent)...Reading this article makes you take the israeli side until you read the short paragraph quoted above you will realize the slapping took place on a Palestinian 1967 land, It’s fascinating how mainstream western media makes invaders looks so innocents while picturing the people who are defending their own stolen land as the tyrants, below you will find more similar articles where they write the story in a way that will probably make you take the wrong side.

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/middle-east/ahed-tamimi-latest-palestinian-girl-14-years-prison-kicking-spitting-israeli-soldiers-protest-family-a8149411.html

And here is a video (courtesy jpost) of what they call IDF (D for defence btw, it should be replaced with A for attackers because the whole thing happened on a Palestinian land hence attack not defence.

http://www.jpost.com/Israel-News/Military-court-still-mulls-jailing-of-Tamimi-teen-until-end-of-her-trial-533192

1 “The latest shows the 16-year-old punching a heavily-armed Israeli soldier on her family's property last December. Tamimi can be heard yelling, "get out or I'll punch you!" The soldier pushes her away.”, and here CNN reports the incident backwards she punched him then she told him to get out or I’ll punch you, also in the exact article 2 “They point out the Tamimi family is known for its activism, regularly leading Friday demonstrations against Israeli soldiers and the occupation in their village.” they make the family of Ahed sound like the aggressors then the say in their village...That means if you get a stranger in your backyard then just let them do whatever they want. 3 The video on the top of this article shows the way the teenage girl was acting but it doesn’t mention that it actually happened on their backyard which is again on Palestinian 1967 land.

http://edition.cnn.com/2018/01/05/middleeast/ahed-tamimi-palestinian-activist/index.html

I wrote all of this not to look at it via an eye of a human not to decide the if that land belongs to those or that, but because of what that girl and much other people being through on daily basis and not everybody gets to see it...the reason why they have so much rage.

My personal view about who owns the land is as follows:

Imagine if a monkey takes over your house and kicks you out of it, or he and his family and friends takes over your neighborhood and seige you in your own house, simply because he thinks that he lived on Earth first...Would you still use monkey Emojis on WhatsApp? or would you will turn to Rick in #TheWalkingDead on them?

Not sure what is 1988, 1967, 1949 or 1948 borders?

Well to make this post much shorter, the 48 borders defines UN borders of creating almost equal sizes of a Jewish state next to an Arab state which was suppose to be Palestine, the Jewish state was recognized as Israel while the Arab State was never recognized at the time, the 49 borders was created by negotiations between Israel and neighboring Arab states of what was suppose to be Palestine in what is called Armistice Agreement, giving more land to Israel of the West bank and Gaza, also leaving the remains of Gaza under the control of Egypt and the remains of the west bank under control of Jordan...Well there are people living on that land they call themselves Palestinians, no one asked for their opinions about anything related to the piece of land they call home (or as they call it Palestine)...Ahed’s ancestors are part of those people.

And of course there is the endless story of Jerusalem...