Now in bed, I am dreaming of a motivational world, a world whereby procrastination exists not. A world where excellence is the only lexicon in our dictionary.


But what if this world exists now, at this moment, as you read my words.
Plato discussed Forms, platonic Forms, forms that exist only in the world of the "demiurge". Love, Beauty, Success ... Forms that never could exist in real on earth, but their image does. Forms that are absolute but not attained.


What if there exists forms that are post-platonic. What if there exist Love, Beauty and Success that are Nomadic, and constitute a part of a multiple, an assemblage of Nomad Forms.


As tantalizing as it may be, Nomad Forms can be attained, in their simplest yet complex image. It is only through the deterritorialization of the will to become, when you can achieve Nomad Forms.


But being successful, excellent, beautiful can only be considered tertiary in the pyramid of importance when it comes to demolishing procrastination, demolishing static state and corroborating "becoming". For when you cherish your mind that knows and knows that it knows, then you can achieve success. Not the sort of success people aim for to gain an extra point, but the success that shines beyond the speed of light.


It is only through "Becoming Star", is when you can touch your star, hence success.


Good Night ... EniDraN ... and Good Luck!

the kiss.. and Zeus: Deconstructing an elegy

Two images amongst others that captured my camera's eye, at the museum. But the same images were also captured by someone else's eyes, different camera, different coordinates in time and space... but same "trajectories" and pre-conceptions.


I have always traced the mysterious equations of the lovers above,  and I leaped over logical deductions and causal reasoning, to unearth their variables and develop their codes.


But we come to question, first an foremost, the legitimacy of the language that could describe those equations of love. Language already did distinguish us from animals, and determined our perception of the world. Could it also excel in achieving a clearer view to reality of clearing up those equations.


We discussed in developing ways of thinking and understanding, and we might be close to develop "The Way to Love", hence unravelling the mysterious equations of its codes. It will become an activity, a process, not a system of thoughts or doctrines... But, what will the method's' be.


As ambigious as it may be, by declaring the irrelevance of and attempt to overthrow all prior memories, to revert the elegy into a poem of positive sentimental reflections, we can define A Way to Love, to unravel it's equations, its presuppositions and deconstruct its conceptions.


We can diminish ambiguity when we start to tackle the totality of human's sentimental and emotional endeavors. This is the condition of redemption, and this adds to the legitimate totality of divine beauty.


I came to see the world in no way one imagined, the way a nomad could only see. Perhaps it is good to have a beautiful mind, but a better gift is to consider a beautiful heart.

ISSUE DE SECOURS .. What You never know might hurt you..

Until the times of yesterdays, creativity never existed but in the Holy Book, upon the moment of "Creation of Man".

Today, we come produce something from nothing. The hadron collider is one meek example to the power of Man to Create. But what motivates this creativity. Could it be the will to Power?

Today, can we Create, can we help God, can we be God?

Sometimes it's very easy to lead a thirsty being to water, but how difficult it is to bring life to a dying flower (but why does she need to die, if the key to survival lies within her roots and stems). Yet again, what if the flower stops recognizing water.

It seems that cause-effect interrelationship is diminished in the above because for one simple logical reasoning, we cannot revive creative souls that once refused to live.
On the other hand, The above scenario is valid true only when we have ourselves bound by deterministic positivistic rational perception. Consequently, what if we cling to an indeterministic irrational proprioception (and how can we know we are abiding by the latter, when the former rules our daily life).

Getting back to the paradox of our young dying flower, one true fact is that we cannot force her to live, we cannot drag her to water when she feels eternal thirst and we cannot give her oxygen when she thinks CO2 is her fuel to live. Our flower is there, she feels the existence of the soul, but she fails to cognize it. Our flower still thinks that her existence is physical and caged by platonic perceptions and preconceived ideas that were once generated by the surrounding environment and imposed upon her.

The only crux that will vitalize our flower lies within her powers "to feel and to give what she feels". Our flower lives only when she decides she needs to CREATE the beautiful of all scents, i.e. to BE a Flower.

As innocent yet tantalizing as it may be, the sound of silence upon murmuring words of passion and sensation is the CREATIVE SOUL that catalyzes our flower to render her unique.




Yet, I still question the Flower's Essence .. but in search for what

Destructive Souls

When human beings discover that E=mc2, then they will destroy each other.

We currently live the golden age of civilization, or let's put it this way: Now we witness the age of Perfection. Neither anything that existed before nor what's coming later will provide such beneficial ameliorations to carbon-based human beings. We are living the best of all stages of mankind and universe. Beyond this point comes utter destruction (haven't we not discovered that E=mc2 ? ).

Hypothetically, it is the ordering of a disordered civilization that is eventually leading to its destruction.

but are we predestined to knowledge, the sort that carries destructive amenities in its confines? 

the flower that releases scent, doesn't ask who will be the one to smell it. it is there to emit perfume and beautiful scents. When that flower seizes to emit scent, it seizes to become a flower.

Consequently, we, as socio-cultural carbon-based human beings, we are bound to the confines of attaining knowledge and truth. We cannot but search for truth, and when this search stops, we stop being humane, and hence society faces its a-civilization, hencefrth, utter destruction.

Looking in the mirror's reflection, would it be that dumbness might help civilization escape its doomsday?

as dazzeling as it may be, our thirst in quest for Reality above other realities could be a turn key for our survival. But then, are we predestined to uncover Reality? Are we permitted to unearth hidden forced socio-religio-cultural taboos? Are we allowed to split senses from feelings from beliefs and give way to knowledge to uncover the Fundamental Truths, which when connecting its simple dots, will reveal the sought Reality.

Per se, can arabs possess "Creative Souls".

the "god multitude"

a kind person i know raised lately the following:

Gods, Gods,everywhere Gods! disgusting....it is......

without any further speculation, i was asked to explain my point of view towards the thing said.

nevertheless, i shall explain in arabic selecting latin characters to diffuse the dialect.

so back to our small story, al 7a2i2a bil ba7eth 3an l 7a2i2a lal ba3ed, ken w ba3do l ham l awwal. fa biniheyit l mataf byousalo l bashar ba3ed istislem tab3an, lal we2i3 yelli bi2oul moubashara: Ma fi 7a2i2a. Houwé lal mazbout, na3am ma fi 7a2i2a we7dé, li2ano fi ta3addoud 7a2ayi2 (there is no single truth but a multitude of truths and realities).

bas walekin, hal ba7eth 3an l 7a2i2a l we7dé (bil roghom min 3adam woujouda) dafa3 bil ba3ed la rabet l mawdou3 bil khali2. Fa sar wa ka2ano l khali2 mish we2i3, wa bil teli mish 7a2i2a (iza badde koun mou7amé l shitan, bitabi3it l 7al, eh allah mish 7a2i2a wala we2i3, bas iza kinna 3am nfattish 3an hal we2i3). 

kamen, hal scenario bi 7ikmo ghalat, la i3tibar wa7ad. inno l ba7eth 3an 7a2i2a mish malmousé, biwaddé la natijé salbiyyé.

fa bisir l mish we2i3 houwé 3adam l woujoud. bas walekin l bashar mawjoudin, w hayda we2i3, w hayda 7a2i2a.

faizan, 7a2i2it l woujoud hiyyé yelli bitwa7id 7a2i2it l khali2, w btifroud l we2i3 inno l khali2 woujid abel woujoud l 7a2i2a.

ma ken bikoun fi kon iza ma ken fi 3adam l kon. al woujoud ken mawjoud la farad ba3den 7a2i2to l azaliyyé.

a lebanese lady vs. lost ideals

An Equation of love-space-time vs. Nomad Forms

Humanity would not have existed, where it not of the sublime equation of love. But love alone would not have existed where it not of the interdependency of space and time. Consequently, space-time might not be conceived as inter-textualized with love where it not of the deterritorialization of Nomad Forms. Nomad Forms introduced territoriality to space-time, then it catalyzed love and engendered humanity. One simple equivalence to the equation of 'Nomad Forms-love-space-time' hence would be: to encounter the unknown and make it known. As space-time is not known, so does love, till they all blend in a parallel universe rendering it sublime. But what if 'Nomad Forms' are the unknowable parameter, what if they become personalized into space-time. Might it not be that this conception utters love fabricated at a certain space-time under the basic parameter of Nomad Forms ?

I love my insane mind..

Insanity is NOT idiocy... but even the most powerful empires can be eradicated in a second.

To a passive reader, this means nothing, and it's nonsense. But to a nomadic, active reader (architect), no growing empire will last forever, and Facebook is one such empire (or empire-wanna-be). Its days are approaching an end line. When information is shared among third parties-crucial information- breaking social privacies, it is then that cyber-societies will degrade. A coherent Globalized cyber-world is a must, but what if fragile cyber-empires fall. What would be the next long awaiting Generative Republic?

As tantalizing as it may be, what if earth is a singular cosmic vehicle, but who will be the chauffeur!
Another disqualified hypothesis.

But what if the universe is our cosmic shuttle that drives us in this vast finite space. Yet space-time adapts no single destination, rather a multitude of space-time interrelations, hence multiverses. Jumpers as we tend to be, it is within our near future to adapt our own cosmic space-time, to divulge our "universe" and metamorphose it into our own parallel universe. When will we ought to grasp this "realer reality" of inter-verses. We are already controlling and managing our lucid dreams, and we are currently mastering the Deja-vu abilities; consequently, may it not be soon the time to radicalize a Generative Republic of supernovas, whereby cosmic travel is a fraction of a second away? But why travel in our physicalities when we can simply communicate hypersurfacely. What would be better than visiting each others hyper-surfaces (i.e. parallel virtual universes) and socially interact hence generating a social fabric on infinite users.

But till we hypothesize about this hyper-surfaced cosmic interactions, let us deplete our in-hand tools. And what better tool to fully utilize than blogging.
That was merely a preface to my return to blogging and soothing the thirst of my active readers ( no offense though, but passive readers are not appreciated but welcomed).