On/Off the Hook...

It all started like a million years ago...When Homo erectus me accidently bumpt into homo erectus you... Great moment by the way... Homo erectus me was just getting out of that cave ..that dark creepey cave.. When out of the blue, he saw homo erectus you...Homo erectus abso-fuckin-lutely awesome you...Homo erectus Jesus!( No He didn't exist At that time..but Hey let's pretend he did..For the sake of the story)..So, Homo erectus me was like:"Hey! Wanna hang out sometimes?"...NO Answer!

But I guess, at that time,homo erectus you wasn't really that into homo erectus me... Plus, it wasn't really the greatest era I assume... Caves , hunting And stone..Life was such a waste..

So, Millions of years later Fate brought homo sapiens me and homo sapiens you together, Again...Different Era...Different conditions...Our ancestors have made it to Asia..But chances are; you didn't really make your mind about it... That's when it hit me:It isn't about time...

So Here we are now...A million years later...The "Douchebags" Era..(Also known as:Ridiculousness Era, Tha Silly Era, Over Consumerism Era...More on that later anyways...)..I,present me, am officially over all the versions of you...Exept for Future you...I heard future me is Awesome!

(Spoilers:Always trust present "you"'s feelings, Always forget about whatever shit did past "you" do And Always leave the door open for future "you" ;)

وانتي؟

تعرفشي كيفاه...زايد

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والله كيما نحكيلك...

هيا موش غلطك كي تجي تشوف راهو...

اما صحة ليك..

و صحة ليه...

و صحة ليهم...

و صحة لل هواء..

و صحة لل ماء...

و صحة للشمس...

و صحة للغبرة...

تي كلها ماشية معاها...

كلها شايخة..

و كلها تحكي...

آه رد بالك...كلها تحكي...

كلها تفهملها...في كل شي من فضلك...

في الي يمشي...

في الي يجي...

في الي قاعد على روحو...لا يخبش و لا يدبش...

و في الظهورات...

و في العروسات...

و لحفار لقبورات...

كلها تحكي...

إلي يستحق...لا يحقلو حق...

و إلي ما يستحق...كل شي يجيه في طبق...

و إلي يقلق.. يتخنق و يتفلق...

و الي في الماء يبقبق...

وإلي دزّوه ياخي غرق...

و إلي فجعوه قام يسدّ في الشق...

و إلي كي الناموس يبخّر بريحة الحبق...

و إلي قال خلّي نهجّ...يلقا كل شي سبق

و إلي بلع السكّينة بدمها...قال خلّي عزاها سكات

وانتي؟ تحكي؟......

Believer (Or not...)

(Start the player...)

The funny thing about life is that one day (you think) you have everything (you thought) you wanted...
Meanwhile ,you don't know, (or just pretend you don't) ,that you can lose ( or have already lost) everything you really want... When you realise it, it's always too late and you can't find your way out( or a way back in).. And what stops you moving forward could be regrets ( or just good memories of the past haunting the very bad present...)...
It's bad that you miss things... It's bad you don't know what you really want yourself to be and what people should expect from you...It's bad you realise this a little too late everytime...
Maybe that's what makes you special...Maybe you're not made to be like them...Maybe you're here for a better reason which you basically don't know yet...
You don't think so, do you? You don't need to think too much...I know you don't 'cause this leaves you nothing to live on...No other alternative but being alone, desperate ... This leaves no courage to go and get that heart you belong to...To make a fuckin' decision for once in your life...
And I just can't think of a reason why you don't...

"A small step for me ,a great for humanity" ...Half a Century later...

My body's allergic to space... My mind's allergic to time... My heart is allergic to Love, to friendship and all the bullshit we badly want to believe in just to forget that we are seven billion basterds ,sharing a tiny sphere suspended in the Infinity... I've never come to think about it... All those stars shining above our heads... All the galaxies thousands of light years away from us...All those blackholes which mystery is still unrevealed...But now that I did I just want to let go... Because no matter what I do everything will remain the same... No matter how hard i'll try, it won't have an impact on the universe.. No matter how many things I'll learn, It will be nothing compared to what I won't... I'm not giving up, I'm just being realistic...Or at least trying my best.. 'Cause what happens every day in this tiny sphere drives me crazy...
People dying of hunger while others are spending money on useless crap... People making war out of the blue... People killing each other for money or power ... People selling lies and others buying it...And the greatest ones: those scientists who are looking for another planet to spread this chaos in...
What I want is to shoot what you won't see...to paint what you can't imagine...to write what you don't understand...And to be where you've never been before... There...Behind the darkness of the universe..Light years away...


(Photo dont je ne connais pas l'auteur..mais que j'aime beaucoup)

Deaf-inition to Definitions

I've always been told that everything goes the way it should... and so I couldn't help but wonder what did that mean...Now I know..It means that:
•Regrets we have are just thoughts about how we could manage to make everything go the way we think it should've...
•Deception is realising that the way things should go doesnt automatically match with our hopes of making them go the way they sould've...
•Pain is a big deception amphasised by putting too much hope on the way things should've gone and realising it's already been too late for anything to change..
•Confidence is generally something we give to someone when we think that everything is going the way it should , to makes us realise that it ain't... This can actually lead to having regrets, to deception and to causing pain.
•Freedom is breaking the line
•Love is not caring, either about how things have gone or how they should've... But being beyond all the pain and regrets.. Being free to make confidence...being fearless of the deceptions...Love is being unable to think, even for a sec', of all the silly things i've just mentionned...
•Pain in the ass...in other words :myself...

Cut no ice...

I don't know you, should I?...If not, then why I just can't stop thinking of you?...Of what you might be doing...with whom you might be and where?...How come I put myself through this?
I mean I obviously am the only one who's asking questions...the only one who wants them to be answered and the only one who cares about this fake story I totally made up out of the blue...And you made it very clear that whatever it is that you're doing ...whomever you're with and wherever you are...I am the latest thing that comes through your mind or worse..;the only thing that doesn't!...Yet I am not shocked... As far as I remember , that's how strangers should feel for each other...right?..Wait..what? Why are you smiling? What was I thinking?..I've just added another unanswered question to that long list... You know what? I am not upset...Or disappointed...Or even hurt...Tonight I got to thinking about all this...I don't give a damn..I have a crush on you...When?Where and why did it happen?...(pffff) Whatever! I'm okay with you being my imaginairy crush for a while...I'm actually runnig out of inspiration...And if the odds didn't give the chance to know you, well screw them, i still can do it by myself...I'll figure out something...And that's how you , my dear, could turn into a melody...A photo...Or just my next story...

Mister "X" Peri-Mental Truth...

(Dark,Crowd noises,A spotlight upon a sad face)
...I am all the voices inside your head...The ones you fear...The ones you've never trusted.Even though you know deep inside that I'm fucking right, you always find a way to get me left...I am shut down by your fears... But it's okay...It won't change and I'm getting used to it...getting used to you seeing your people dying...suffering in the darkness of injustice...drawning in tears and blood...While you are just afraid to swim...To try and reach them...
You...the mentally disabled people...You are the fake version of their courage...Their courage is an enriched version of me...You are the fake version of their dreams...Their dreams are a much better version than your reality...you are the wrong choices I'm sure they won't make...You are the wasted time and money they don't even have...


(Light,relaxing sounds, A shadow of a dead body on the floor)
...I am all the voices inside their heads...I've never been happier since I know I exist...Here, I am a child's hope and persistence...I am a woman's fight...I am a man's revenge..Here, my everyday fight is worthier to live than a second of rest inside one of you...Here, the sound of the bombs is worthier to bear than your everyday silence...so let the bombs drop and watch me live...Because here, they'll distroy everything but me...Because here I am the humility that kills those little voices inside your heads and the enemy's ones...

photo:Gharbi Aymen©

Mister "D" and the Numbers...

-Andy Warhol once said "One's company..Two's a crowd And three's a party"

...The idiom says"Two's company, Three's a crowd"...He must've hated that idiom..Just Like I do...

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-...Three!...It's not that two is not enough...It's just that there's always something between One and Two...Something wrong..Something right..Whatever it is...It's Three...It's you, me and that thing going on... I don't know what it is...Question mark...

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-...Four...Four is an option...Four is the "Emergency Exit"...Four is the missing part...Four is a period for that sentence we just don't know how to end...The safety factor...Four is 3+1...It's Not 2+2 and neither is it 1+3... The thing is..Between the past and the future...I need more than A present...Between my thoughts and Reality... I need more than conclusions...Between you and me...I need more than that thing going on...I need that thing going on and all out... I need that thing going on and along...

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-Five...

-Shut up!

-I was just going to say :Five will get you ten that Three's a party...And Four's the DJ...

Mister "Be" Vs Mister D

-Yes..

-No..

-Maybe..

-It's just a matter of time...It takes nothing to change... A second...A moment...A sign...Or just a letter... I never knew what did that one mean...It ain't about me...Neither is it about you...I don't know...And never will...Never...And It doesn't matter...It's always the same old thing... Somebody's got to run away... To take the wrong exit...Or just be what people think he's not...Be the melody he's never played on that piano...Be the Words he's never written...Be the whisper of that little voice inside his head...Be that dirty thought he's never dared to paint...Be the secret he's never revealed...Be that photo he's never taken... Be that person he's never met...That smile he's never faked...Be that tear that never dropped... Be that scream that never got out...Guess who I am among all those? Guess what it feels like to not know?...You don't know ...Nobody knows... Come what may...

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Be...It was Be...That letter...It Changed every thing...It turned the whole story upside down...I shouldn't have known...I know now... That I shouldn't...I know...

Extrait 4 "Monologues/Stereo logs" By Nader Khelifi

-I should've thought about it... Digged deeper... Gone with the whole normal process... But I didn't give a damn... I Said to myself it was going to be easier this way...

-But it's not , is it?

-I don't know... I kind of lost the ability to judge... It may seem crazy now... I don't think I'm drowning yet.. I just want to reach the bottom... See what it looks like down there.. On my way..On my way dude!...

-Totally Insane... It's not a movie you're talking about..It's .. Damn!

-(Owwwwww) Shut the fuck up Mister "Real Life", would you?...I don't Give a shit to what you're saying... I don't even Know why the fuck am I still telling you my stories...You know what? I'm off..

-I'm afraid you've gone too far... Somebody's got to reach you...Someone's got to bring you closer..

-And that will definitely not be you my dear... It's not a movie..That, I know...but it's a story...My story..I'm Writing it..Living it..Sometimes Screwing it... But I'm not missing the littlest part of it... Always everywhere...down..up..Sometimes lost between the two...Other times taking Wrong ways...But I'm so not missing it...And you've got to be okey with that...Otherwise, I don't see the point of...

-Mister D, This is Caleb...He's gonna be your new friend for a while...

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Extrait 3 "Monologues/Stereo logs"By Nader Khelifi

-Awkward... It feels awkward... To know you're there...Where I left you...I can see you in the dark... I'm trying to do things I used to love...The kind of things you never knew I loved...So here I am... No longer blinded by the light...I'm touching it...feeling it...I used to call it hope...Now I'm seeing things my own way...I call it Freedom...

-Mis..

-I cared...I always cared about you...I was always there... Up when it's right...Down when it's wrong... The point is we were not... Maybe sometimes I guess... But I'm an "always " person... not a "sometimes" neither an "often" one...

-Mist...

The song...Listen to it...more and more...See that picture... See it again...Now take a deep breath...keep breathing...it's just a Goodbye...Maybe in a different life the end was better...But keep in mind that...maybe it was worse too...

-Mister D.

-What the...What the Hell? Who are you?

-I'm...I'm...Well Let's say I'm your new friend...Are you okay with that?

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