Every single day is living proof that people are the worst disease to ever plague planet earth.

Via Exploring Creative Words and Poetry 

Invest me in my motley; give me leave
To speak my mind, and I will through and through
Cleanse the foul body of the infected world
~As You like It. The Forest.

A graceful bearing is to the body what good sense is to the mind.
~ François, Duc De La Rochefoucauld

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Wiping toilets is a more dignified job than stripping.
~ Iman

because I, sometimes - maybe a lot of the times even - over react to things not worth it

because I can exaggerate as in overstress, dissect, over analyze, dwell on something and not as in ‘add to’ making it a completely different story

because I don’t seem to let things go when I’m frustrated. And I really want to be able to control that because there will be more times when I will be frustrated and angry, again.

because I’m very impulsive when frustrated

because I give myself the right to care too much, coming off as perhaps too obsessive & controlling

because I feel that I’m misunderstood when it comes to being judgmental

because I give myself the right to think that I know what’s better for someone more than they know what’s better for them

because I most likely upset you with my words, sometimes.

because I do - what later when I clam down classify as - childish acts and later regret doing them

because I’ve proven that I have not learned from past experiences of frustration and how to control my reaction in those moments

…and for all that, I offer my apologies!

In a dangerous world where hatred and terror are real threats requiring constant vigilance, don’t forget the power of a smile and some shared laughter. The hatred and terror divide us. The smiles and laughter bind us. And if you think that’s too naive a thought at too dangerous a time, then you have my sympathy. ~ Jim Axelrod, CBS News

purity is natural. we come into this world with all the right instincts. we are innocent, and therefore perceive things as they should be, rather than how they are, our conscience is clear, our heads are clean, and the world at large is truly beautiful. it is at this time we feel most blessed. to begin feeling young again, we must begin with the most basic step of all; the daily ritual of [mind] cleansing…

Though I believe the above to be true, what would murderers be the making of? Are there natural born killers out there?

Anyway, I love Philosophy products …taking a bath is refreshing in every sense of the word :d…

I wonder what it means when someone says: you walk with rhythm!

Or when someone you’ve never spoken to or even seen before approaches you and says: you’ve got talents …

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some of things said that really get on my nerves include:

thanks, but no thanks …

not quite, but okay!

that’s such a cilche…

I’ll get back to you in one second…

Let’s touch base…

TGIT! It’s not TGIT; it’s TGIF, ok?!

That’s all for now!

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TGIF!

One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory.
~ (Rita Mae Brown)

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This weekend, if we’re lucky, we’ll get to witness a specatculary stunning scene…up to 150 shooting stars per hour…I’d be wishing for this anonymous author’s dream to come true:

That all our children can have a better childhood and future than that of ours.
To fly around and know exactly the meaning of being free.
To be able to roam in my own country with no fear or peril and be the one to choose where to go, and not the checkpoints.

To able to go with to the Mediterranean Sea with friends.
To be able to reach Akka.
To see the oranges of Jaffa, the beaches of Haifa, the mountains of Safad and the grapes of Hebron.
To taste the fish of Gaza, live the nature of Toolkarm, and visit the mosques [and churches] of Jerusalem.
To see Marj Ibn Amer green again.

To see children playing a game rather than Israelis and Palestinians.
To see one marrying another for pure love and not because they both have the same identity card.
To wake up calm and feel peace in the air.
To see a smile on an old man’s face.
To see smiles replacing frowns.
To see tears dry up, wounds clot and sorrows fade.

To see people in camps, places sweltering with the sun of injustice but cold of tragedy, flourish again.
That all prisoners living under the darkness of torture will be able to see sunlight again and return to their homes, so the yellow faces of their mothers would shine again!
The dream to see complete sunrise not blocked by the wall.
To see the wall, a gray gloomy monster filled with hatred and injustice, falling and torn apart like a piece of cloth.

That Eilat will be Um Rashrash, Tel Aviv will be Tal El Rabi and Shkeim will be Nablus again.
To see all refugees able to put their keys in their locks and get back to where they’re originally from.
To feel that our country does exist.
To see memories shared and a free Palestine declared.

What will you be wishing for…!?

I can’t respect someone who can’t see any fault in a group of people who could be some of the most despicable in the region simply because of whatever material comfort they have provided the elite in their society …and what makes this person less worthy of any respect is that he/she could be very fully aware of their history and yet defend them in the way he/she does …that’s just low and why anyone would see something amazing in that is beyond me… as long as such people are the source of admiration for Arabs, Arabs will deserve to be ruled by the same scumbags that rule them now! I mean when I see things like that, it just makes me wonder if Arabs really are the “victims” they love to portray themselves as or they’re simply being ruled by the type of people that they deserve to be ruled by. Arabs are excellent at sucking up, they are pro-bullshit and as long as they continue down their path they will continue to be bullied around by this superpower and by any other superpower… in fact for at least 200yrs they’ve been bullied around by everyone from the Turks (a.k.a sick man of Europe), and now by a bunch of cowboys… they’re in a pathetic state because they don’t possess or at least care to exercise that basic moral ability of defining what is right and what is wrong, what is acceptable and what is not… actually never mind… I’ll end my rant here!

But first a few questions.  How would you describe the current state of the Arab world? so are we really pathetic? How pathetic are we…? really? Are we, as a people, lost? impotent? As nations? Is there any type of hope? In what or who?

Alright…perhaps I can probably understand people’s reasons for being so reluctant donating through organizations, however these non-profit organizations are channels that have been established - some of which for over 30 years - to help facilitate the transfer process. These are non-proft organizations whose mission is to provide social, educational and most importantly humanitarian aid to less privileged socieites. These organizations, more often than not, have a publicly open financial records - giving anyone interested in donating through them access. Yet so many people out there still refuse to believe the good intentions. Why is it that we have so little faith - if any - in our organizations?

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