reading life

reading is more important than writing

read was the first word uttered by the angel Gabriel when he told our beloved prophet the first word from God.

days pass like flashing lights so fast and what I planned to do always gets lost in the traffic.

I changed a lot lately in every way.

now I write down everything I even own a calculator and for that I am proud.

Lalla land sometimes traps one and makes them lose track of everything.

However I am proud of my heart and I do not care about survival of the fittest to hell with that

no body lives forever any way

traveling becomes a pilgrimage with time, every trip is in the end a search for God and every where we find him there.

The people here are exactly like the people every where

manifestations of the divine and reflections of his attributes show in the eyes of the awakened.

every where there are the sleep walkers and there are the awakened

there are the fake and there are the real

there are the always negative and complaining and there are the always positive and lifters of the soul

I love the latter, yes them I adore, they show me the light. Every day I learn something new, the last few days I learned that if I give my all in all that I do I will find GOD in the process thats why they say work is worship.

If I clean my kitchen with all my heart, if I focus just on that, in the process I purify my soul too, yes it is the cleaners that are with the purest hearts and the smallest egos. If you want to tame your ego, wash the dishes, clean the floors,even if you have help do it your self every once in a while.

In cooking I have found a palette and in the fire of the stove I have lost my memory, when I focused on the fire as I lit my in-cents that turn the house into a heaven, I realized that fire is beautiful and when I burned my self I realized it is a painful beauty, and I wished God that the hell fire is not where I will belong.

In fire I saw God, in cooking I found God, in painting I met God, In yOga I united with God, in people I see God and I began to learn about people things i never knew, things like features that tell stories and eyes that explain characters and with time the nature of this life makes more sense.

With no conclusion I conclude the need to reach out and to lose my self in perfecting a physical act. whatever you do do it with all of you, commit to it like my lover said, yes he was right, and when you read your spirit expands and in watching nature you take features of it with you wherever you go. I conclude that doing is being whatever that may mean it does make sense to me.

more dangerous than love

I realized there is something more dangerous than love and that is getting used to something, or addiction.

Shift

There must be a reason why you are here now.

Every day is not a waste do not treat it like one.

We act like it is mundane maybe that is because we are afraid of the magnificent.

We fear the beauty that might be today because for that to happen we might not be sane.

We find our selves sucked to the suffering path, suffering is part of life but many times we can shift our awareness and embrace the reason we are here and like the flower blossom, that is when people see us differently.

There will always be this one thing we want that aches us in the back of our heads and as we smile it will always remind us of our lack. When we get it there will be something else, nothing will make us happy except us inside deeper than the wants, many times that is easier said than done but when it is done it feels like heaven on earth.

The people on this earth are here for a reason even if they do not see it, shift to the true self dismiss the fake in you, around you, dismiss the ego that will always make you cry.

In the mirror you will find the divine once you drop your ego.

Love

Mennah

The Train

the train crashed and people died.

once again corruption never fails to scream help in its diverse ways.

what more do they need up there to see malfunction?

the boats sunk before, the trains crashed before and people get fired up every time, they let our flaming fires rise and the media is expressive and in no time something else happens that distracts and again it is forgotten. the prices of the dead are decided and some cash goes to the grieving families, and that is it.

Some passionate Amr Adeeb talk that settles some anger, some radical red articles in Masr El Yom, and that is it.

The powerful stay so powerful and suck the blood of the skinny dying men of Egypt who ride the trains before planning their bucket list, not knowing that it was a death wish not a just a ride.

the amazing thing is that every time they get a powerful figure in an interview their reaction to all the rightful accusation is "the people of Egypt are by nature naggers" it is not nagging when no rights of basic survival are offered like health safety and nutrition and transportation.

The masses of the overpopulated country of Egypt are dying in the corner and the people in the big seats think that compared to millions if we loose twenty it is no biggie!!

Does our over population give right to the death traps every where? is it an attempt to decrease our rising population?

The price of the Egyptian dead man is low and his family get some cash in an envelop. How does the man responsible for all the dying victims of corruption and stupidity, sleep at night. The people trust the men in power and the men in power think they are there to enjoy a luxurious ride not to serve the people. They think the people are their slaves and they exist to be trapped in traffic so their car passes, or better yet to die on the train, the train that in many places is the safest way, is in our country a death ticket.

Who cares about the Egyptian dead man on the train, no one, because he is not V.I.P and he has no high profile family to go to court and hire good lawyers. He has no one, he is dead like an ant that they stepped on and they have no guilt they will party at night. Only his creator can help him now.

We once built pyramids. Now all we care about is private business and the simple train is too complex to manage, too dangerous to ride, too trivial to attend to.

May those who we lost on the train rest in peace, who knows maybe they are the lucky ones, they do not have to suffer on this land anymore.

Finally

I finally paint again therefore I have less to say down here.

I confess I was depressed and finally I can breathe again, painting is my medicine and yoga is my drug.

The veil!!

Why do some people hate it so much?

I think it is a freedom of clothes!

Nobody attacks the nun!

Nobody attacks the Jewish man with the Jewish little hat on his head.

Nobody attacks the Indian dress covering the head.

Why is over body exposure allowed and body cover so scary now?

Natural said the devils advocate " however our instinct is to cover up"

Our worst nightmare is to be naked in public

If you are so open minded be open minded enough to accept the different the covered up.

Is it the media? that glorified the western woman?

I am not veiled it is not something I can do, because it is just not me.

However I respect the freedom to cover up just like I respect the freedom to reveal.

When I was in Sharm I was sitting and a man next to me took off his swimming suite now thank God I was warned to look away, now why is he so free to show what no one registered for seeing, and my poor veiled friend is discriminated against here in Cairo.

They treat the veiled better in the states. They treat her like a ghost here, like all we are here is our bodies. I can not help it but think the man who hates the veil so much wants to see what is under it. What if a woman believes in it? What if she wants to be treated like a human being not an object?

Being open minded means accepting the different. I personally think the heart is the most important part of the person, but if someone thinks they need to cover let them. live and let live. Stop being against what is now fact, they are there, they are everywhere, they chose it, it is not iran, mind your own business, will you live all your life upset that people are choosing a certain dress code that makes them comfortable?

I am not my Body! Look through me not at me!! Stop looking at women like they are their bodies!!!

The Airport

The new airport is new and beautiful and a source of my Egyptian pride.

All the money and artistic taste that got into it, wow!

unfortunately money can not buy new brains. The airport is beautiful and clean but the people running it are still stupid, rude, and in adequate.

It is not their fault, it is their education, it is their lack of oxygen, their lack of everything a human needs to be human that makes them act like animals.

I am not being harsh. Proof:

Our plane was late for four hours and they did not bother to announce it. Just left us there like pairs of shoes.

When our plane finally came, still nobody announced that it did, it was spread by word of mouth, we followed the herd into the bus and I asked the police man : is this a secret flight?

he said why I told him because no body mentioned or announced anything about it.

Congratulations on the new airport but we need a new people.