¿Por qué Líbano? // Pourquoi le Liban ? // Warum Libanon? // Perché il Libano? //
// Waarom Libanon? // Por que o Líbano? // почему Ливан? // Hvorfor lebanon? //
// WHY LEBANON? //
// ليش لبنان؟ //
Monday, July 31, 2006
Why Lebanon?!
¿Por qué Líbano? // Pourquoi le Liban ? // Warum Libanon? // Perché il Libano? //
// Waarom Libanon? // Por que o Líbano? // почему Ливан? // Hvorfor lebanon? //
// WHY LEBANON? //
// ليش لبنان؟ //
Friday, July 28, 2006
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Thursday, July 20, 2006
The Evil Circle
While the sound of peace seems to be the weakest, or even forgotten, the gladiator’s arena is full of sounds: kill, kill, kill… the walls are full of blood, specially the innocent one… everyone’s blood… fire, rockets, destruction in every way, equivalent or not… and the circle of evil continue saying: kill, kill… they are away, high, looking from their seats while relaxing… why? Just to choose and honor the best killer… or just for the fun of cards game… kill, kill, kill…
Before entering the arena, a devil said to the first fighter: fight the devil that will come outside now, fight for your God… fight for your good… let us see a good game and you will be honored in the end…
On the other door, the same devil said the same thing to the other fighter…
For everyone he gave a type of arms… specially the most destructive ones…
Fight, kill… kill for your God…
The war started, while all devils are laughing… sure they are happy… who will be happy if the hate fills the earth… the unfair win… children die… every human power and evolution is destructed…
Yes kill… kill… kill…
What do you think all they will say more…?
Their kingdom is improving, while the human age is coming to be over…
Kill more and more…
They love to see our blood on the soil… whoever we think we are and from which human degree we consider ourselves…
Anyway, whatever we are, we are dead… and that what they want…
But their loud sounds were and still filling the arena… it is very exiting… what you are thinking to be the God circle clacking hands and shouting for you, are just a devil’s one… the problem is that you are in a factious scene…
Do you know what they like more?
To prolong the game they do anything… they like it more when eternal…
Where is God in all this…?
He was drying everyone tears… healing the wounds… telling every one of fighters: they are using you against my name… I don’t need someone to fight for me… I have already armies of angels if I want to make wars… stop killing each other… I’m not a warrior and I don’t agree on wars… peace… peace… peace… peace…
While the sounds in the arena were increasing kill… kill… kill…
The two fighters moved God away, so away… while saying: You are not God… our God is the one who told us to fight on his name… keep away…
And the war never stops… the devils continue laughing and supporting each one against the other…
The war never stops, because no one knew or even wanted to know who is God and what he really wants from us… starting with the least of his interest toward every human being: stop suffering for nothing…
Before entering the arena, a devil said to the first fighter: fight the devil that will come outside now, fight for your God… fight for your good… let us see a good game and you will be honored in the end…
On the other door, the same devil said the same thing to the other fighter…
For everyone he gave a type of arms… specially the most destructive ones…
Fight, kill… kill for your God…
The war started, while all devils are laughing… sure they are happy… who will be happy if the hate fills the earth… the unfair win… children die… every human power and evolution is destructed…
Yes kill… kill… kill…
What do you think all they will say more…?
Their kingdom is improving, while the human age is coming to be over…
Kill more and more…
They love to see our blood on the soil… whoever we think we are and from which human degree we consider ourselves…
Anyway, whatever we are, we are dead… and that what they want…
But their loud sounds were and still filling the arena… it is very exiting… what you are thinking to be the God circle clacking hands and shouting for you, are just a devil’s one… the problem is that you are in a factious scene…
Do you know what they like more?
To prolong the game they do anything… they like it more when eternal…
Where is God in all this…?
He was drying everyone tears… healing the wounds… telling every one of fighters: they are using you against my name… I don’t need someone to fight for me… I have already armies of angels if I want to make wars… stop killing each other… I’m not a warrior and I don’t agree on wars… peace… peace… peace… peace…
While the sounds in the arena were increasing kill… kill… kill…
The two fighters moved God away, so away… while saying: You are not God… our God is the one who told us to fight on his name… keep away…
And the war never stops… the devils continue laughing and supporting each one against the other…
The war never stops, because no one knew or even wanted to know who is God and what he really wants from us… starting with the least of his interest toward every human being: stop suffering for nothing…
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Friday, July 14, 2006
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Paris Sights, France
Street Of Arts, Mont Martre
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Waiting
One day he started to feel a difficulty while swallowing… It was not important in the beginning; until he started feeling that the food is stuck in the middle of his chest… he could not support neither solid nor fluid nutriments… the gastroscopy was done, and showed an invasive tumor… with a poor prognosis… limited chemotherapy or radiotherapy… no one can do something… specially now, after that his cancer metastases to his head and liver… what to do now?!... The pain is not stoppable… morphine is making him sleepy all the day… no one activity…
Day after day the things are becoming worse… finally the tumor extended locally, and everything he take by mouth enter to the lungs…
He is feeling the cancer eating him…
A doctor visited him and said: I can do nothing for you…
The patient said: well… then what I can do?!...
The doctor said: nothing… you will wait until the death comes to take you…
“Did someone of you saw the lips shivering?!... The eyes looking white... a frozen unique tear…”
The patient said while trying to hide his feelings: well… it is the end then… will it be painful?
The doctor said: I will try all my best to make it non painful…
A silent moment filled the room with an empty image… I don’t know if it is white or black… I don’t know how he saw it…
The doctor replied: don’t think about euthanasia… I don’t do it… I will help you just to not have pain…
I have some palliative alternatives… we will send you to a green place, where you will be surrounded by cool music…
The patient said: no… I don’t need music… I will stay here… what can I do more?!...
Can he come while sleeping?!...
The doctor said: hope so… hope so…
The patient said: hope so…
And another frozen tear filled his eye…
Then he said again: I think it is early… all what I have came early… I didn’t even think about it…
The doctor said: did you finish all your needed papers…
The patient said: I signed all the papers…
The doctor said: do you believe?!
The patient said: no, I never believed…
The doctor replied: were you a good man in life?
The man said: I guess so…
Then no one found a word to continue… but as said to every patient before leaving, the doctor imitated his colleagues, and said: when you need me I’m here… while the patient was saying in his thoughts as said Mollière: I can die without a doctor’s help…
The night closed the ways of life by darkness… but something was happening in that room… it was the only one with on lamps… they were ranging the body that will be destroyed by his own bacteria…
It is too late for me to help him now… golden goals can be taken once… I was taken by feelings and chaos… and my faith is in its lowest levels… I remembered in the night a word said by this doctor: I’m not God to heal you…
But I remembered also that apostles were not God, and they healed many ones (by the power of God)…
Where am I from all of these believers?!
I’m just a little one fighting with mosquitoes, while forgetting my job…
Day after day the things are becoming worse… finally the tumor extended locally, and everything he take by mouth enter to the lungs…
He is feeling the cancer eating him…
A doctor visited him and said: I can do nothing for you…
The patient said: well… then what I can do?!...
The doctor said: nothing… you will wait until the death comes to take you…
“Did someone of you saw the lips shivering?!... The eyes looking white... a frozen unique tear…”
The patient said while trying to hide his feelings: well… it is the end then… will it be painful?
The doctor said: I will try all my best to make it non painful…
A silent moment filled the room with an empty image… I don’t know if it is white or black… I don’t know how he saw it…
The doctor replied: don’t think about euthanasia… I don’t do it… I will help you just to not have pain…
I have some palliative alternatives… we will send you to a green place, where you will be surrounded by cool music…
The patient said: no… I don’t need music… I will stay here… what can I do more?!...
Can he come while sleeping?!...
The doctor said: hope so… hope so…
The patient said: hope so…
And another frozen tear filled his eye…
Then he said again: I think it is early… all what I have came early… I didn’t even think about it…
The doctor said: did you finish all your needed papers…
The patient said: I signed all the papers…
The doctor said: do you believe?!
The patient said: no, I never believed…
The doctor replied: were you a good man in life?
The man said: I guess so…
Then no one found a word to continue… but as said to every patient before leaving, the doctor imitated his colleagues, and said: when you need me I’m here… while the patient was saying in his thoughts as said Mollière: I can die without a doctor’s help…
The night closed the ways of life by darkness… but something was happening in that room… it was the only one with on lamps… they were ranging the body that will be destroyed by his own bacteria…
It is too late for me to help him now… golden goals can be taken once… I was taken by feelings and chaos… and my faith is in its lowest levels… I remembered in the night a word said by this doctor: I’m not God to heal you…
But I remembered also that apostles were not God, and they healed many ones (by the power of God)…
Where am I from all of these believers?!
I’m just a little one fighting with mosquitoes, while forgetting my job…
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