Mood One:Morning...

Why didn’t I say Yes ? Or no…whatever the answer was..Why didn’t I just say it…For me..for you..for them…For the sake of that Colour…For the sake of that sound..For the sake of that smell…For the sake of that Taste…
Or was I just unaware of the greatness of that moment…Is it my eyes ? Or my ears ? Or my nose…No ! I Feel it..It’s closer than what I expected It’s a light…It’s Cosmic…Supernatural…It’s utopic..It’s ephemeral…It’s magnetism…It’s chemestry …It’s Green above Yellow…And than Red…And Then dark…It’s a pitch...It’s a motion…
Annnd Action !
I don’t know… It’s not real…is it ?
The sun on my face...the breeze on my skin…Love in my ears…and the Cigarette burning while buildings are moving...You’re close…You’re the only thing that is steady...
I said it already…
That A Yes…That’s my Yes…

Anorexie Post Traumatique...

Mode "Derja": On

Music: On

...Action

واحد.. ثنين...ما نجّمشْ..

واحد..ثنين...تعبْت..

ساهلة ماهلة.. ما فيها شيّ..

و مجهـّمة عليّا..

نعرف نحسب عهدي بروحي...

آما الثّلاثة..كي الشّوكة في حلقي..

يا حسرة كي كانِتْ هيَّ الكلّْ...

كُلْ ما تِصْعاب الحكاية هيٌ تسَهِّلْ..

في الفُمّ كي العسلّ...

ماحلاها.. كانِتْ كيما السّرْ..

و في كلّ محضِرْ تحضِرْ...

كي نِنْساها فِيسَعْ نتْذَكِّرْ...

ما تصوِّرتهاش نهار تخلّيها بِيَّا..

حتّى باش نقولها يصير فيَّا...

ملاٌ زهر علِيّا...

واحد... ثنين...ايَّا يِزِّي...

توٌا إلّي فات مات...

وإلي مات فاتو شطرّ عُمرو...

وإلي عُمرو ما حسِبْ وَحْدو..

شَيْ ما فضُلُّو...

Atonement...

To you..The one we're fighting for..I wish I could know how you're feeling.. I wish You could Say something..Anything... All we know is we love the hell out of you... We may have realised it a little too late.. But deep down it has always been confused with something else.. I don't even know what to say to you to make you feel better... And I'm afraid things are getting worse.. And even if I came up with something.. I wouldn't know how to say it on my own...All I know is I'm filled with rage, anger and pain...And This litterally applies to everyone who loves you as much as I do... To everyone who worships you and respects you... To everyone who sees in you everything he wants to achieve... Every single child whose dreams are all about A better You..Every woman and every man who isn't ready to give up on You...
We feel like we're stuck in the middle of a chess game.. But this time we won't let any of the pkayers win..Because it's only about You and us...You and us against the world.. As for me I wish I can promise you something...Anything... I guess I can do it with a little Help of Everyone .. We won't let you down... As long As we have pride and our feet on the ground...We will be taking care of You.. Of every single part of you..And soon we'll be the greatest we've ever been...


With all my love...