Speaking through an invisible world...

Hello everybody!

E-light and yousif i'm really sorry for delaying the post so much it's just i feel like i wanna write something that you guys would enjoy :p so i hope you do!

I read this paragraph in the newest installment of one of my favorite writers Paulo Coelho "Brida" i really advise you guys to read it...


"For millions of years, we only ever spoke to someone we could actually see, then in less than a century, "seeing" and "speaking" were suddenly separated. we think it's quite normal now and don't realize the huge impact it has on our reflexes. our body still hasn't got used to it. the practical result is that, when we speak on the phone, er often enter a state very similar to certain magical trances. our mind tunes into another frequency and becomes more receptive to the invisible world..."

So to this brilliant person states that when we talk on the phone our minds are much more receptive...to me that makes a lot of sence...it actually happens to me...

So what do you think?

P.O.W

Hello again...hmm where should i start? all i can say is this is one of the greatest, most heartfelt modern poems i have read in a long time...it explains a lot..it scars me deep...because i too am a prisoner of words...

"I'm a prisoner
Of words unsaid
Just lonely feelings
Locked away in my head
I trap myself further
Every time I stay quiet
I should start to speak
But I stop and stay silent
And now I've made
My own hard bed
Inside a prison of words unsaid
I am a P.O.W.
Not a prisoner of war
A prisoner of words
Like a soldier
I'm a fighter
Yet only a puppet
Mostly I only say
What you wanna hear
Could you take it if I came clear?
Or would you rather see me
Stoned on a drug of complacency and compromise
M.I.A.
I guess that's what I am
Scraping this cold earth
For a piece of myself
For peace in myself

It'd be easier if you put me in jail
If you locked me away
I'd have someone to blame
But these bars of steel are of my making
They surround my mind
And have me shaking
My hands are cuffed behind my back

I'm a prisoner of the worst kind, in fact
A prisoner of compromise
A prisoner of compassion
A prisoner of kindness
A prisoner of expectation
A prisoner of my youth
Run too fast to be old
I've forgotten what I was told
Ain't I a sight to behold?

A prisoner of age dying to be young
To my head is my hand with a gun
And it's cold and it's hard
Cause there's nowhere to run
When you've caged yourself
By holding your tongue
I'm a prisoner
Of words unsaid
Just lonely feelings
Locked away in my head
It's like solitary confinement

Every time I stay quiet
I should start to speak
But I stop and stay silent
And now I've made
My own hard bed
Inside a prison of words unsaid"



An applause to the great talented and beauty miss Alicia keys...
you go girl! :P we love you...

The Different shades of gray, "the yin-yang effect" not anymore.

For a long time now people have been familiar with the concept (or different concepts) of the yin-yang…some of these concepts states the duality of life and human nature…that nothing is perfect, that within the white you will find a dot of black and that within the darkest black. you can still find a dot of white…a seed of hope…it also represents the first ever two rivals of time…the good and the evil, darkness and light, and that in some weird way they seem to co-exist…you can't find one without the other…still you could clearly distinct the white from the black the good and the evil, yet the question is…is the world that black and white anymore?

Think of human nature…at some point of a certain age, mentality and time in everybody's life…everything was so simple…things were either right or wrong…people where good or bad, feeling where either honest and true or never existed…yet again is it that white or black anymore?

Nowadays it seems that the world, people, matters evolved into different shades of "Gray"…each shade dependent on the person himself…it's like everyone gets to choose how much good (white) and how bad (black) that they feel comfortable and content with, and that's how these different grays where created even the people you choose to be in your life, the feelings we have, our thoughts and even our surroundings are also shades of gray we are comfortable with except or like…

Is it that people are too bored of the concept of right and wrong?

Will unconditional love find its way through this vast ocean of grays?

I for one still believe in unconditional love…and still love my loved ones unconditionally, even though they too are grays very different from one another…but how long till the purest emotion of all itself get tainted and turn into one of these shades of gray?

This is my first post i hope you guys enjoy... :)