January 2012
76 posts
We Sali A'ali
Kamilya Jubran & Sabreen
كاميليا جبران - وصلّي عاللي
قرار مستعجل
محمود درويش قال إيه؟
في كُلِّ تمُّوزَ يَحْملُني الياسمينُ إلى
،شارع، لا يؤدِّي إلى هَدَف
..بَيْدَ أَني أُتابعُ أُغنيّتي
وهو ده اللي هايحصل، يمكن مفيش هدف ومفيش فايدة
وفي الأخر هاقعد ألف حوالين نفسي في المتاهات اللي مش بتخلص
.بس أنا كياسمين هاكمل..مفيش حاجة ورا تستاهل أعوجلها دماغي
“So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon. I shall walk, as I did tonight, jealous of my loneliness, in the blue-silver of the cold moon, shining brilliantly on the drifts of fresh-fallen snow, with the myriad sparkles. I talk to myself and look at the dark trees, blessedly neutral. So much easier than facing people, than having to look happy, invulnerable, clever.”
—Sylvia Plath
“If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier.”
—Sylvia Plath
and that was a great day out
Thanks Yasmine
I had so much fun and you turned out to be just amazing. Thank YOU :)
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pica
n. [abbr. picayune] the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
“Everything around me is evaporating. My whole life, my memories, my imagination and its contents, my personality - it’s all evaporating. I continuously feel that I was someone else, that I felt something else, that I thought something else. What I’m attending here is a show with another set. And the show I’m attending is myself.”
—Fernando Pessoa
