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Why do we tend to be complicated? In Starbucks, coffee could be only coffee. We don’t have to add milk, sugar, chocolate, and in some case... -
في عينيكِ ضوء النبوة و خط رفيع من سلالة الدم المقدس و أسطورة تنهمر وراء ظهركِ بحور من الشعر الطويلِ الأصفر، تحكيها الأقحوانِ آنَّ كل قمرٍ أ... -
It sails all along the darkness. The sea is a bit calm, and silent. Yet, all the 4 dimensions are gloomy, confusing, and blurred. The 46 pi... -
Recently I went to livingston and carried out my elective. I met many great doctors but the greatest of these was a medical student called ...
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The galaxy is huge. Inside the galaxy there’re many black holes that could open to another white holes. The white holes lead to other gala... -
Imam Ali when he was stabbed, he shouted: “I have won, by God’s Kabaa. “ He was waiting for death, and relieved by it approaching him. Neit...
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When I was a boy, I remember reading a story about a rich man and a poor one. The rich man’s child used to watch monologue shows in the poor...
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Freedom I’m sorry for telling you this, my people, inside each one of us, there’s a little Wahhabi . In some cases, this little Wahhabi may... -
ok.. I should write my own version of this song, I'm glad I found it all sudden.. The idea is really very amazing
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Everybody should not feel no pain. Nobody could understand the previous statement, without reading it again. However, the medical text books...
I am waiting for something, opening websites at random.. Experiencing the torture of the passing time, handling the memory of the mix of smells, and remembering that it is all about lust now.
My brain deleted every memory, and my nose is my only evidence of your existence.. I miss the smell of fresh blood, the smell of your wet lips, the smell of desire, lust, and regret. They all have no color, just a wavy fading smell... I am blind now, what would I want to see? A world with no colors? Or a mind that cannot draw a full picture? It smells like dancing under the rain, it smells like your laugh, I even close my nose to stop the strong scent of tears that popped up. I keep forgetting that I am the devil, who can the devil blame his sins on? I am sure now, this is the question he kept praying to God to answer, and I am praying for you to answer me until you create some Adam and Eve to get rid of me like God did to the devil…. Dear lover, I won’t bow!
First English piece that I kinda like,
Saturday 26th 2009