Terminal Blues

 After you got through the terminal gate, the weight of air became much heavier in my lungs. I waited inside of the airport and ordered a black coffee. In vain hope that your flight got canceled. After I finished my coffee despair grew thicker. And I knew no divine help would come. So I began my dreadful trip back home. I was poor in spirit and the only thing that could cheer me was inside of a jet plane.

Now I have terminal blues

The Diaries of The Senseless Man

Kitchen Ghost

I woke up one day to find the ghost of a previous lover, lost in my kitchen. And i thought to myself "What an odd place to be lost in, after all its only a one bed room apartment and its a rather small kitchen". although she did not die. Its only the living memory of her. After a couple of days with frequent encounters. It got irritating and didn't make me sleep at night with all of the noise comming form the kitchen. So one day I gathered up the courage to face that unholy thing. So I went to my newly furnished kitchen and found her looking for something. I believe it was sugar, she likes her tea extra sweet. And I shout it to her “Get out ! Leave me alone”. Rather unattractive words but mighty effective. It got her out of the kitchen. Now she hunts the hallway to my bedroom.

The Uselessness of the Past and Future

The wrong act of some people to worry about the future and remember the sorrowful past. It dose no good to the soul or mind. If one can't not alter the past. Or predict the uncertain future. Than why condemn the self to the demons of it.

Knowing this information a Questions arise? What can one do then?

He can life the present to the fullest, and control it to the most of his power. As everyone should.

Maybe the world would be a better place if we could understand that life is to short to dwell about stupid manner like the Uselessness of the past and future .

The Charm of Love

Don't ever let love in, love is cruel. Love is a like an old mad parrot, repeating the same words. Love is plague working his way from your heart and controlling your limbs and sense. Don't be fooled by the spell of it. Love is being helplessly strangled in a space vacuum,uncontrollably pulled by a unknown force. Love is adding salt to your fresh wound. Love is giving life to other and wishing death to self.

Love is being human and stupid.

The Diaries of The Senseless Man.

The Teleporation Closet  

One day I Discover that if I stay in my closet with the door shut long enough. The closet acts as a teleportation machine and send me in a light beam. To to a public bathroom in the edge of Rome. Not only I was super psyched about my double functioning closet. But I had a great investment in hand. The only downside is the pain that follows and the occasional misplacement of bodily organs. Nonetheless I still used it. Until one day It didn't work, I was inside of my closet waiting for the shining lights and Woosh sounds but nothing. I wonder what happened? Did the black hole collapse or the simply tear down the bathroom.

Hello World

Hello World

This will be the first post of many to come. I will be talking about many things. About Love, Philosophy, Music ,and other stupid matters . 

Your welcome to join. 

This is going to be fun :)

- Nawaf