Friday, June 27, 2008


"All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing." (Edmund Burke)

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Steve Jobbs

StaY HunGrY

StaY FoolisH

Friday, June 20, 2008

Take this test!
You can't help it: You love a happy ending. And with your sunny outlook, we bet things go your way a lot of the time. That's not to say you don't experience setbacks. But even when today's not so bright, you keep imagining a better tomorrow.

Your friends may tease you about having your head in the clouds, but the truth is, your cheerful, upbeat attitude is what makes you so fun to be around. You're likely to be the first one they turn to when they need cheering up. Keep reaching for the stars, dreamer. Romantic, idealistic types like you are a rare breed!

Gibran Khalil Gibran

صَعِدَ إلى إحدى التلالْ.. ونظرَ صوبَ البحرْ..

ورأى سفينتهُ آتية.. فصلّى في سكونِ نفسه..

وقالَ في قلبهْ: كيفَ أمضي عن هذهِ المدينة..

وأعبرُ البحرْ من غيرِ كآبة ؟

فالمحبة لا تعرفُ عُمقها.. إلا ساعةَ الفِراقْ..


إذا المحبة أومَتْ إليكمْ فاتبعوها..

إذا ضمتكمْ بجناحيها فأطيعوها..

إذا المحبة خاطبتكمْ فصدّقوها

المحبة.. لا تعطي إلا ذاتَها..

المحبة.. لا تأخذُ إلا مِن ذاتِها..

لا تملُكُ المحبةُ.. شيئاً ولا تريدْ أن أحدٌ يملُكها..

لأنّ المحبة مكتفية بالمحبة

ِ×One more Thing :

أنا فى قلب الله

Wednesday, June 18, 2008


الحياة صلاة

صليها ب هدوء


ّّّّ~~Kh. Kassab

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

The Scientist

Come up to meet you,
Tell you I'm sorry,
You don't know how lovely you are..

I had to find you,
Tell you I need you,
Tell you I set you apart..

Tell me your secrets,
And ask me your questions,
Oh let's go back to the start..

Runnin' in circles,

Comin' up tails,

Heads on the science apart.

Nobody said it was easy,
It's such a shame for us to part.
Nobody said it was easy,
No one ever said it would be so hard.
Oh take me back to the start

I was just guessin',

At numbers and figures,

Pullin' the puzzles apart.

Questions of science,
Science and progress,

Do not speak as loud as my heart.

Tell me you love me,

Come back and haunt me,

Oh on I rush to the start.

Runnin' in circles,

Chasin' our tails,

Comin' back as we are..

Monday, June 16, 2008

Am I free ?

I am free before the sun of the day, and free before the stars of the night;

And I am free when there is no sun and no moon and no star.

I am even free when I close me eyes upon all there is.

But I am a slave to him whom I love because I love him,

And a slave to him who loves me because he loves me.


Sunday, June 15, 2008

W faj2aaaaaaaa

Suddenly its a perfect greek tragedy

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Strawberry Fields

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.

It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.
It doesn't matter much to me.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.

No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right.
That is I think it's not too bad.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Always no sometimes think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.
I think I know I mean "Yes," but it's all wrong.
That is I think I disagree.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Brain Damage

The lunatic is on the grass.
The lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.

The lunatic is in the hall.
The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more.

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Daddy Long Legs

It isn't the great big pleasures that count the most; it's making a great deal out of the little ones--I've discovered the true
secret of happiness, Daddy, and that is to live in the now.

Not to be for ever regretting the past, or anticipating the future; but to get the most that you can out of this very instant.

It's like farming. You can have extensive farming and intensive farming; well, I am going to have intensive living after this.

I'm going to enjoy every second, and I'm going to know I'm enjoying it while I'm enjoying it.

Most people don't live; they just race.

They are trying to reach some goal far away on the horizon, and in the heat of the going they get so breathless and panting that they lose all sight of the beautiful, tranquil country they are passing through; and then the first thing they know, they are old and worn out, and it doesn't make any difference whether they've reached the goal or not.

I've decided to sit down by the way and pile up a lot of little happinesses, even if I never become a Great Author.

Did you ever know such a philosopheress as I am developing into?

-Judy Abbott, Daddy-Long-Legs by Jean Webster (1912)

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

The times they are a- changing !

Come gather 'round people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon

You'll be drenched to the bone.

If your time to you

Is worth savin'

Then you better start swimmin' Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'......

~~Bob Dylan

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Our Deepest Fear

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.

Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

It's our light, not our darkness, that frighten us.

We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous?

Actually, who are you not to be?

You are a child of God.

Your playing small doesn't serve the world.

There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.

We were born to manifest the glory of God that is within us.

It is not just in some of us, it is in everyone.

And as we let our light shine we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.

As we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

- Marianne Williamson

Monday, June 9, 2008


el nas namet illak

el nas namet illay

waf2alik fel shebaak

bastanna el yoom el gayy

yemken yes2eena el shaay

yemken ye3teena el naay

ana 2add el hawa w 2edud

law 7atta el hawa nassay !!

In the name of ALLAH

yalla harga3 akteb ay 7aga tany :D