Do not be sad
when time has betrayed you
because,
dogs have always danced
on the bodies of lions.
Do not think
their dance gives them power,
for dogs stay dogs
and lions stay lions.
Lions die
out of hunger
while dogs eat
lavish meat.
Those ignorant
sleep on silk
while the wise
sleep on dirt.
Two Marked Graves and An Empty Slab. by Angelfz, literature
Literature
Two Marked Graves and An Empty Slab.
Two Marked Graves and an Empty Slab
Lebanon, 1980:
I was only ten at the time, spending most of my time piling up rocks I collect from the street. I lived in a humble home with an older brother; my parents managed a very well-known restaurant in the neighborhood. We weren't rich, but I was as happy as any other ten- year- old.
What happened next triggered the path that I would walk on for the rest of my life. On a peaceful night, a militia attacked, they entered the area and began to shoot. Everything happened so quick, I was asleep one moment, then I was being shoved in the closet the next. My parents lost their life that day, and my broth
I love you,
more than the most delicious barbecue steak.
I remember to talk to you,
more than I remember to wash my pants.
You mean so much to me,
more than all the cars and computer games combined.
You always make me laugh,
more than any clown ever did.
You made me understand the word "beauty",
more than any sunset ever could.
When you're gone,
I reach corners of my mind I rather keep closed.
You warm my heart,
more than any cover ever could.
You are the sister I never had,
more than you'll ever know.
Thank you, Soad.
Fracture Adventure( Fractal Home) by Angelfz, literature
Literature
Fracture Adventure( Fractal Home)
I fell, as usual. Lucy caught me, as usual. The moon was up, as usual.
Lucy: what will we do today? Fly above cherry demons? Race? Swim? Just run around in circles? Exploring the edges of the fracture?
Me: Nothing, let's do nothing today.
Lucy: Nothing?
Me: Yea, Let's sit near the waterfall and starting from then, neither of us would talk.
Lucy: Sounds boring but okay.
She puts me down gently and sits next to me, not too close but not too far either. A distance that indicates trust.
Lucy: Before we go silent, can I ask you something?
Me: What is it?
Her eyes dimmed, just a little, like she was afraid the words that will soon come out would
I look back to my past. My own little time machine. I have been writing in journals for as long as I remember. I told myself that one day I will look back and smile on what I used to be. I told myself that I will write down the promises of the people that I loved the most.
One day, I will look at them and laugh.
We will be friends forever
Yes, I will be your wife
I'm your sister, I'm not going anywhere
I promise you I'll still be here
I open my journal only to cry
Because a journal of memories
Has turned
Into a journal of lies.
I loved you all, dearly.
"What a load of bullshit" -Abdo
People seem to be fascinated
By Artificial Intelligence
By Computers
That override their own commands.
They gaze in awe
Looking at machines
Gaining Consciousness
Becoming Human.
They do not see that we
Humans
Are much more interesting
Than those Soulless machines.
We are born
Our hardware already programmed
Our systems boot by the first breath
Our I/O's calibrated accordingly.
Nature and Nurture are our coders
They wrote the code
That makes us who we are
With all our upsides and downsides.
Earth is our domain
On it we exist
And on it
We become obsolete.
Our Admin
Who has access to our domain
And to our coding
Is God.
Even though we a
Paint. The floor I walk on is wet with paint. The walls, wet with paint. Where there is no paint, I cannot see. Infront of me is darkness. I called this world Yami long ago. Until Yami gets painted, only then I see. I walk forward, but I have to stop and wait, until Yami gets painted, only then I can move.
One day I decided that I will not wait for paint, I will run into Yami, and so I did. The darkness devoured me, and I was moving downwards, very fast. I find myself out of Yami and into a new world. A world where, I could see everything. I begin to run, I follow the straight path I see. I was so happy, I felt free and I felt in control of
I heard his voice
It echoed inside me
"She will not see
Another Tomorrow"
I run
I cannot think
I begin to cry
Tears of Blood
I need to save her
She is the only one
That still loves me
I cannot lose her.
I do not understand
Nor do I care
Why they want her
They will not have her.
My lungs burn
The tears
It is hard to see
My journey seems infinite.
Even if it costs me an arm
or a leg
or my soul
She must live.
Whatever the cost
As long as it takes
I will make sure
She can smile again.
I made it
My journey has reached it's end
Nothing separates us
but this door.
The door opens
I smell blood
I see her
A sword through her heart.
My sister
Was that the door?
Did he leave?
Where did he go?
Was I not good enough?
Is he coming back?
He probably went for some cigarettes, right?
Does he not love me anymore?
Did he just use me and leave?
Just like that?
Am I not good enough?
Was it something I said?
Why has he not come back yet?
Is it because I hugged him too much?
Maybe I suffocated him?
Perhaps he just needed some air?
But why would he not tell me?
Does that mean he left me?
I was so stupid, how could I let him?
Why was I so gullible?
I let him do what he wanted to me.
And now he is gone.
I don't know anymore.
What have I done?
What should I do?
Maybe he is getting me flowers
What we do
Who we are
And how we think
Define us.
I have no definition
From the day I was born
I only knew one emotion
pain.
I simply woke up one day
pain radiating from my limbs
I was suspended in midair
and bound to chains.
These chains I cannot break
They go under my skin
Through the flesh
And latch onto my bones.
To be free means to lose my limbs
Even if I break loose,
Someone always passes by
With a smile on his face.
I never heard him speak
I never saw him smile
I never knew his purpose
I never understood his smile.
There is only one door
No windows
No exits
This is the only world I ever knew.
One day
The man walks in
A smile big
Do not be sad
when time has betrayed you
because,
dogs have always danced
on the bodies of lions.
Do not think
their dance gives them power,
for dogs stay dogs
and lions stay lions.
Lions die
out of hunger
while dogs eat
lavish meat.
Those ignorant
sleep on silk
while the wise
sleep on dirt.
Two Marked Graves and An Empty Slab. by Angelfz, literature
Literature
Two Marked Graves and An Empty Slab.
Two Marked Graves and an Empty Slab
Lebanon, 1980:
I was only ten at the time, spending most of my time piling up rocks I collect from the street. I lived in a humble home with an older brother; my parents managed a very well-known restaurant in the neighborhood. We weren't rich, but I was as happy as any other ten- year- old.
What happened next triggered the path that I would walk on for the rest of my life. On a peaceful night, a militia attacked, they entered the area and began to shoot. Everything happened so quick, I was asleep one moment, then I was being shoved in the closet the next. My parents lost their life that day, and my broth
I love you,
more than the most delicious barbecue steak.
I remember to talk to you,
more than I remember to wash my pants.
You mean so much to me,
more than all the cars and computer games combined.
You always make me laugh,
more than any clown ever did.
You made me understand the word "beauty",
more than any sunset ever could.
When you're gone,
I reach corners of my mind I rather keep closed.
You warm my heart,
more than any cover ever could.
You are the sister I never had,
more than you'll ever know.
Thank you, Soad.
Fracture Adventure( Fractal Home) by Angelfz, literature
Literature
Fracture Adventure( Fractal Home)
I fell, as usual. Lucy caught me, as usual. The moon was up, as usual.
Lucy: what will we do today? Fly above cherry demons? Race? Swim? Just run around in circles? Exploring the edges of the fracture?
Me: Nothing, let's do nothing today.
Lucy: Nothing?
Me: Yea, Let's sit near the waterfall and starting from then, neither of us would talk.
Lucy: Sounds boring but okay.
She puts me down gently and sits next to me, not too close but not too far either. A distance that indicates trust.
Lucy: Before we go silent, can I ask you something?
Me: What is it?
Her eyes dimmed, just a little, like she was afraid the words that will soon come out would
I look back to my past. My own little time machine. I have been writing in journals for as long as I remember. I told myself that one day I will look back and smile on what I used to be. I told myself that I will write down the promises of the people that I loved the most.
One day, I will look at them and laugh.
We will be friends forever
Yes, I will be your wife
I'm your sister, I'm not going anywhere
I promise you I'll still be here
I open my journal only to cry
Because a journal of memories
Has turned
Into a journal of lies.
I loved you all, dearly.
"What a load of bullshit" -Abdo
People seem to be fascinated
By Artificial Intelligence
By Computers
That override their own commands.
They gaze in awe
Looking at machines
Gaining Consciousness
Becoming Human.
They do not see that we
Humans
Are much more interesting
Than those Soulless machines.
We are born
Our hardware already programmed
Our systems boot by the first breath
Our I/O's calibrated accordingly.
Nature and Nurture are our coders
They wrote the code
That makes us who we are
With all our upsides and downsides.
Earth is our domain
On it we exist
And on it
We become obsolete.
Our Admin
Who has access to our domain
And to our coding
Is God.
Even though we a
Paint. The floor I walk on is wet with paint. The walls, wet with paint. Where there is no paint, I cannot see. Infront of me is darkness. I called this world Yami long ago. Until Yami gets painted, only then I see. I walk forward, but I have to stop and wait, until Yami gets painted, only then I can move.
One day I decided that I will not wait for paint, I will run into Yami, and so I did. The darkness devoured me, and I was moving downwards, very fast. I find myself out of Yami and into a new world. A world where, I could see everything. I begin to run, I follow the straight path I see. I was so happy, I felt free and I felt in control of
I heard his voice
It echoed inside me
"She will not see
Another Tomorrow"
I run
I cannot think
I begin to cry
Tears of Blood
I need to save her
She is the only one
That still loves me
I cannot lose her.
I do not understand
Nor do I care
Why they want her
They will not have her.
My lungs burn
The tears
It is hard to see
My journey seems infinite.
Even if it costs me an arm
or a leg
or my soul
She must live.
Whatever the cost
As long as it takes
I will make sure
She can smile again.
I made it
My journey has reached it's end
Nothing separates us
but this door.
The door opens
I smell blood
I see her
A sword through her heart.
My sister
Was that the door?
Did he leave?
Where did he go?
Was I not good enough?
Is he coming back?
He probably went for some cigarettes, right?
Does he not love me anymore?
Did he just use me and leave?
Just like that?
Am I not good enough?
Was it something I said?
Why has he not come back yet?
Is it because I hugged him too much?
Maybe I suffocated him?
Perhaps he just needed some air?
But why would he not tell me?
Does that mean he left me?
I was so stupid, how could I let him?
Why was I so gullible?
I let him do what he wanted to me.
And now he is gone.
I don't know anymore.
What have I done?
What should I do?
Maybe he is getting me flowers
What we do
Who we are
And how we think
Define us.
I have no definition
From the day I was born
I only knew one emotion
pain.
I simply woke up one day
pain radiating from my limbs
I was suspended in midair
and bound to chains.
These chains I cannot break
They go under my skin
Through the flesh
And latch onto my bones.
To be free means to lose my limbs
Even if I break loose,
Someone always passes by
With a smile on his face.
I never heard him speak
I never saw him smile
I never knew his purpose
I never understood his smile.
There is only one door
No windows
No exits
This is the only world I ever knew.
One day
The man walks in
A smile big
The Man Aims his Gun, and The Boy Cries. by Angelfz, literature
Literature
The Man Aims his Gun, and The Boy Cries.
He grabs the man's shirt
"Please don't hurt mommy",he says
"I'm sorry kid", replies the man
The man aims his gun
And the boy cries.
That moment, his mother's death
Binds together in chains
And latches on his soul
Never letting go
Never letting his heart beat.
He applies for the military
He gains many medals of honor
He gets married and has a child
But his soul is still bound
And his heart still does not beat.
One day he makes it home drunk
And finds his wife with another man
He gets angry
And throws his wife against the wall
And grabs his gun.
The boy grabs his dad's shirt
"Please don't hurt mommy",the boy says
"I'm sorry kid", he replies