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Growing concerns about Egypt’s future are in the eyes of those who still care. Who still stand, shout, riot. But what are concerns if the SCAF is deaf? What are words to deaf? Just moving lips..

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 09.19.2011 @ 10:26 am


The division of people among themselves can be immensely gross. It’s like they are born to pull apart. Fight. Fright. Fear takes over them so they only see themselves and no one else. Kill.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 09.04.2011 @ 2:26 pm


The green pepper was sliced. The tomatoes squeezed. The onions pounded. And the parsley chopped. She looked at her the mural and found a piece of art. Of hunger.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 09.03.2011 @ 2:40 pm


The salt in the sea swam freely knowing its limitlessness. In white dresses and foamy crowns, it spoiled itself to rule the waters.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 09.02.2011 @ 11:55 pm


I love how sponge is a living organism and a showering utensil. Like who’d ever think someone can use a living thing as a showering utensil? Imagine us, human beings, as sponges. Hahaha. Funny.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 09.01.2011 @ 4:58 pm


What have you got to offer me? Anything special? i don’t think so. You’re just like everybody else. Same brains, same body. But I have something to offer you. Go think. Maybe someday you’ll know. And that would be a great offer then.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.30.2011 @ 2:30 pm


In the mist no one is known. No one is there. I look around but I can’t see. Maybe it’s not unusual. The mist has always been there. Not knowing. The mystery. The doubt. The ignorance. Maybe the prejudice. In all of us. The mist in all of us.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.29.2011 @ 9:33 pm


We must every chance because sometimes there are no second chances. Sometimes it’s now or never. But that’s what impulse and wisdom collide. Chances are where humans know.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.28.2011 @ 5:30 pm


He called in his secretary. She came in wearing her navy blue jacket and a knee high skirt of the same color; her hair tied in a bun. Although her appearance seemed tranquil she was all but that. She was tired. And sick. Abused.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.27.2011 @ 9:14 pm


The destruction of the world is nothing when compared with the destruction of the soul. Crash, Burn, Tear Down, but leave the soul. Have mercy on humanity. On me. On you.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.26.2011 @ 4:10 pm


The forces of nature leading us to new places. With force we achieve. Or destroy. With force we understand. Or lose. Or maybe just the force needs force.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.25.2011 @ 8:37 pm


It was pouring. The sound of the rain drenching her mind. Washing her sorrows away. She heard the patter of the rain droplets on her umbrella and remembered. That pain inside her. When she killed her son. Poverty.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.24.2011 @ 8:48 pm


The silk handkerchief was dropped on the old brick pavement as its owner descended from the high steps of glory to the hard working class. And the silk handkerchief no longer became itself. But a rag. Nothing more.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.23.2011 @ 10:34 pm


Everything’s sinking. Everyone’s sinking. The dreams. The hopes. The illusions. All drowning. Good things only seem good because people are so desperate for goodness after long lasting misery. But then. Sinking. Sinking illusion.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.22.2011 @ 6:19 pm


The poison of love and liberty lies in its power; in its addiction; obsession. Self control loses all rounds against the poison. Humanity is no more. Or is always. Invincible.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.21.2011 @ 5:00 pm


I always wish a time machine existed so I can transport myself back to the past; the good times; childhood. I know I’ll never go back in time but I keep on wishing, maybe, those scientists will do something about it.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.20.2011 @ 6:20 pm


I missed my chance. It went be so fast and I missed it. People say everyone deserves a second chance, but I’m not sure there will be one. I am sorry now, but it’s too late. I missed you. Too late. Life. Missed.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.19.2011 @ 5:33 pm


No more deer to be seen after they were hunted out; carnage. The hunters decided to massacre all deer species. Today, the vultures are here. New carnage. Hunters are gone. No more hunters to hunt the deer. Only vultures.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.18.2011 @ 6:27 pm


We don’t succeed. We merely transform our failures into better ones; less failing. Success is not a goal. But merely a hallucination. We are not bodies. We are souls.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.17.2011 @ 4:05 pm


People repeat the things they say so many times. It really pains me. They think that way others will agree; comply. It only makes their argument weaker. Stop. We get it. But we don’t have to agree. You, morons.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.16.2011 @ 1:10 pm


It was written in the story. “She was the scissors. And she thought she was the thread.” This sentence really moved me. It shows how we always think it’s not up to us. But it is. Cut. Snap.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.15.2011 @ 7:34 pm


This is the discovery of the century, he proclaimed. What was it? It looked strange and mysterious. All cloaked and hidden. It was attractive though. When he uncovered it, there was nothing. It escaped. The Truth.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.12.2011 @ 5:16 pm


We will never find answers. I never find them. All we carry around in life is one big bag of questions. We keep asking and asking. Till we die. Still asking, where we’re going. Then it happens. Eternity. Above. The Answer.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.11.2011 @ 4:31 pm


She grabbed the elastic band lying on the table and tried utilizing its flexibility to create her first slingshot. She succeeded, unfortunately, it snapped back into her eyes.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.10.2011 @ 7:20 pm


All they needed was one brick to complete the architectural masterpiece they have been working on for days. But where was that brick? They couldn’t find it. They searched everywhere but couldn’t seem to find it. It lied within their souls. Faith.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.08.2011 @ 6:04 pm


I saw it hung on the wall. I tried to comprehend what was depicted through its colors, but couldn’t. What was this canvas trying to tell me? I retreated backwards and finally saw the big picture. One big eye. Allah.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.07.2011 @ 11:18 am


My life is behind bars. No keys. No lock. Just bars. No way out. Imprisoned forever without escape. Impossible salvation. Damnation.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.05.2011 @ 3:30 pm


The water was boiling. The kettle was growing hot; angry. He slapped his wife. She falls on the wooden floor. Smashing. The water overflows. He leaves the house.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.02.2011 @ 11:39 am


The root of the plant must have been wilting; dying. The leaves were losing their greenness. The step was falling down. The history was falling asleep. It’s over. Chaos.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 08.01.2011 @ 6:03 pm


I think of having wings all the time. Imagine you could fly away. Away from troubles. Away from sadness. Away from life. It would be graceful. Winged creatures.

» Posted By FaridaEzzat On 07.31.2011 @ 5:48 pm

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