a ramble
I can't stop thinking today nor can I stop typing.. that's what I love about this space.. being the annonymous me, the masquerader and voicing my thoughts through simple text.
What a delightful feeling! No name, no face, no expression except my very thoughts!I'm in such a mellow mood...tab'billy shwayeh...sing us a song you.. the piano man!me.. just the mellow girl..somewhere between cheezy, loungy, groovy, jazzy..did that genius just deplete all adjectives for mellow?
can his words woo me into a web? is he sparing me that?
If I fall into his web, will he mentally pull my mind towards him.. a little pull from his words and then I will be into deep.. then I may be knocking on his door.. dont do that please, just wrap your words, hide them and then use them..easy huh?
is he a conqueror? or just someone who can express himself well?
does his transparency show through? is it just passion? no conquest of any kind...!
his words washing the windows to their houses and they look outside and there he is.. naked like the truth.. feeling feeling feeling..It's so strange how thoughts from no where come when I listen to a song in a language I don't even understand. Listening to Christina Aguilera's song called El Baso Del Final. Movement of a few strings on a guitar, a bit of base, a bit of light drum beats and it takes my mind to place.
Feelings..but then even feelings are a state of mind and poooof reality check. I sometimes try to figure out the difference between my reality and the real. Do we all eventually seek for something deep and meaningful? well excluding the shallow superficial people. I suppose some people dont give this the time of the day.
I seek for depth whether it's something I read or watch on tv or a discussion with a friend or when I look at a stranger or even when I look at the aging lines of an old man. My new resolution: to speak my mind, tell what people what I really think and feel, if it's something not nice then why waste my time and breath when I can make better use of my time unless of course, I am making a difference; to better someone.
I just sometimes think I don't have enough time in my life... to do the things I want to do, to tell people the things I want them to know, to share a bit of me with the world, to spread the seeds of my kindness and make a difference in people's lives no matter how small and invisible it may be to the outside world.Back to him.. what is he about? why after 3 years he tells me I have a very strong presence.. telling me "remember when I first saw you I trembled like a bantalone manshour 3a 7abl el ghaseel".
He was hyperventilating and I asked him to stop and breathe. Then he tells me online "I meant to just mention the presence aspect of your character that I like, even on the net".Ok, not sure where all this is coming from.. maybe it's just the song.. maybe this is all just a fantasy!
What a delightful feeling! No name, no face, no expression except my very thoughts!I'm in such a mellow mood...tab'billy shwayeh...sing us a song you.. the piano man!me.. just the mellow girl..somewhere between cheezy, loungy, groovy, jazzy..did that genius just deplete all adjectives for mellow?
can his words woo me into a web? is he sparing me that?
If I fall into his web, will he mentally pull my mind towards him.. a little pull from his words and then I will be into deep.. then I may be knocking on his door.. dont do that please, just wrap your words, hide them and then use them..easy huh?
is he a conqueror? or just someone who can express himself well?
does his transparency show through? is it just passion? no conquest of any kind...!
his words washing the windows to their houses and they look outside and there he is.. naked like the truth.. feeling feeling feeling..It's so strange how thoughts from no where come when I listen to a song in a language I don't even understand. Listening to Christina Aguilera's song called El Baso Del Final. Movement of a few strings on a guitar, a bit of base, a bit of light drum beats and it takes my mind to place.
Feelings..but then even feelings are a state of mind and poooof reality check. I sometimes try to figure out the difference between my reality and the real. Do we all eventually seek for something deep and meaningful? well excluding the shallow superficial people. I suppose some people dont give this the time of the day.
I seek for depth whether it's something I read or watch on tv or a discussion with a friend or when I look at a stranger or even when I look at the aging lines of an old man. My new resolution: to speak my mind, tell what people what I really think and feel, if it's something not nice then why waste my time and breath when I can make better use of my time unless of course, I am making a difference; to better someone.
I just sometimes think I don't have enough time in my life... to do the things I want to do, to tell people the things I want them to know, to share a bit of me with the world, to spread the seeds of my kindness and make a difference in people's lives no matter how small and invisible it may be to the outside world.Back to him.. what is he about? why after 3 years he tells me I have a very strong presence.. telling me "remember when I first saw you I trembled like a bantalone manshour 3a 7abl el ghaseel".
He was hyperventilating and I asked him to stop and breathe. Then he tells me online "I meant to just mention the presence aspect of your character that I like, even on the net".Ok, not sure where all this is coming from.. maybe it's just the song.. maybe this is all just a fantasy!
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