I Just send my thoughts .. what I think about .. to express .. to not keep it inside anymore .. to just breathe ..
It’s always about Pain .. We Cause the pain .. or others give us some pain .. or we pain ourselves .. or we don’t know why there’s a pain ..
There will always be a cure .. even we don’t notice .. but It will help
When You hear something you expected
I’ve always said that to many of people I met .. I don’t like taking pictures for me or with friends or wherever I’m .. I just don’t like that ..
But I started to think about a reason for ..
And It Started with the common question .. Why We take pictures ?
And the common answer too , It’s for memories .. to remember someday that we took that picture in Alexandria, or took this one while we were doing some of weird things in our life or just it’s a picture ..
It’s all about memories .. and for me, Memories are so much bad thing in life .. Thanks to memories I lose people, I lose love and trust .. I lose the power that keep me moving on ..
And It’s all back to memories .. Memories we make in prictures, videos, meetups .. Just Memories …
I hate dreams , Dreams are full of things we can not do .. so we dream .. They are full with things we really love but we can’t do it so It’s called Dreams ..
Why We Dream „ Even we didn’t think about something before we sleep , or even thought about it in our life .. but we just dream about it .. How come our mind think about such things that we even don’t think about it when we are awake !!
Do we have to dream ? Can we Avoid Dreaming about such things ? Or even Avoiding all dreams ! ..
This is even a dream ..
To Stop Dreaming ..
But We can’t ..
Because It’s a Dream ..
It’s following us ..
Everywhere we go ..
It’s like our shadow ..
Awake or Sleep ..
Happy or Sad ..
It’s because of one thing ..
We always try to hide ..
We always try to show ..
Doing our best ..
Or Moving away ..
Telling the truth ..
Or Lying to each other ..
We just Can’t Escape from Love
I remember a day, The first day I felt some feeling I will never forget .. That friend and neighbor really care for me and It wasn’t any ordinary person ..
In that time I never knew how I will be right now and remembering this small memory and wish It could happen again ..
Day after day, I get to remember more memories, that got me back to when I was a kid .. a small kid in another town after I returned back to country , remembering all those good friends that I left 8 years ago .. remembring the memories of playing, in school and after school, remembring doing homework and my family around me .. old streets and neighbors I loved ..
Those were the real best days of my life and each time I hardly keep my tears and feelings inside and trying to live the moment I have right now in town and between new people , Good or bad It doesn’t matter but I think I have to deal more with this and let those parts of my life away for sometime ..