Sunday, June 23, 2013

من انتم

استدعاء العسكر لحسم الصراع السياسي وربما الفكري ليس جديدا على طينة من اللبراليين واليساريين الفاشلين، فقد ظهر في التجربة الدموية الجزائرية، حيث أفتى "الديمقراطيون" حينها بوجوب (وليس جواز فقط) نزول الدبابات (وليس البنادق وحسب) لحماية "الديمقراطية؟
حماية الديمقراطية من الصناديق، بعدما فقد متطرفو العلمانية ثقتهم بالمصوتين والناخبين وطعنوا في القدرات العقلية للشعب وأهليته للاختيار. وهو تقريبا ما نسمع صداه اليوم في مصر، مع بعض الفوارق.
ثمة أخطاء مهلكة ارتكبها الثوار بعد الإطاحة برأس الفساد في النظام السابق حسني مبارك، مردها إلى العجلة والسذاجة السياسية وقلة النضج وأمور أخرى، وسلموا زمام الأمام الأمور إلى الأحزاب والسياسيين قبل الاتفاق على جدول أو برنامج عمل توافقي لإدارة المرحلة الانتقالية.. ليسلمها الساسة من بعد في خطيئة كبرى أساءت كثيرا للتجربة المصرية إلى العسكر: حماة مبارك بالأمس وحتى بعد سجنه..
تعايشت التجربة الدموية في الجزائر على الأقل في سنواتها الأكثر تحطيما وتخريبا ووحشية وقمعا (92ـ 1996م) من مستندات موثوق منها، والتقسيمات التي ظهرت على الساحة المصرية اليوم كان لها الحضور البارز والمؤثر في الجزائر بعد الانقلاب العسكري في العام 1992، وبلغ الاستقطاب حدا مريعا ومنذرا بتصدع وشرخ عميقين، وووصل الانقسام حتى داخل الإسلاميين (بين الإخوان من جهة والسلفيين المسيسين من جهة أخرى) إلى الضرب وبعض السيوف والخناجر داخل المساجد (وهو ما سلمت منه التجربة المصرية حتى الان).
ومن جانب آخر، احتد الصراع بين إسلاميي جبهة الإنقاذ ومن ناصرهم وبين المعسكر العلماني المتطرف الذي كان يحضر الانقلاب على الديمقراطية، لكن، ومع هذا، لم يصل الوضع إلى حالة الانفجار والصدام الدموي، إلى أن ارتكب المعسكر العلماني المتطرف (والمشكل من بعض كبار قادة العسكر والمخابرات والكتاب والجمعيات النافذة المؤثرة تلتقي في السر وتخطط لعملية انقلابية على الخيار "الديمقراطي" حتى وإن كلفها ذلك قتل 3 ملايين، وهم مجموع من صوت للجبهة الإسلامية في الإنقاذ في الانتخابات البرلمانية في العام 1991، كما صرح بذلك أحد قادة الجيش النافذين حينها) الخطيئة الكبرى في تاريخه السياسي وتاريخ التعددية الوليدة في الجزائر.
أخطاء بعض الإسلاميين واستعدادهم النفسي للاستدراج وتحريض المتطرفين من المعسكر المعادي لهم وإعلان فرنسا الاستنفار العام في مواجهة صعود الإسلاميين كل هذا وغيره استُغل لتعجيل تنفيذ خطة الضربة الدموية للديمقراطية الوليدة في الجزائرية.
ولم يستغرق الوقت بين نزول العسكر بالدبابات وشلال الدماء أكثر من أيام معدودات، حتى رئيس الجمهورية آنذاك (الشاذلي بن جديد) رفض خيار الانقلاب فأُقيل من منصبه وعُزل عن الحياة السياسية في إقامة جبرية بعيدا عن الأنظار..
ومن يومها والعسكر (وتحديدا قيادة الأركان والمخابرات) متحكمون في القرار السياسي والاقتصادي وحتى الثقافي بشكل غير مسبوق في تاريخ الجزائر..
فأن يتحجج بعض الكتاب والسياسيين في مصر بأخطاء مرسي وجماعته ومن هم في الحكم عموما لتسويغ الانقلاب على الخيار الديمقراطي، فهذا إفلاس سياسي ونذير شر مستطير، ليس ثمة ما يوجب تدخل العسكر لحسم الصراع السياسي والفكري حتى وإن بلغ الاستقطاب حده الأقصى.
وهناك من يدفع بالأوضاع السياسية والاجتماعية والفكرية في مصر الثورة اليوم ليتدخل العسكر ويحسم الموقف بالرصاص والدبابات، وهذا تكرار لخطيئة الجزائر المدمرة، وما أتابعه اليوم في مصر اتذكر كثيرا من مشاهده المتقاربة قبل حوالي عشرين سنة في الجزائر، ومرد الاستقطاب السياسي الفظيع واحد في كلا البلدين تقريبا: طول عهد الاستبداد وحداثة التجربة وقلة النضج وغلبة السذاجة السياسة، ثم الأحقاد وتصفية الحسابات، حيث إن الثورات في بداياتها تخرج أسوأ ما فيها، لكن كل هذا قابل للاحتواء وتكلفته أقل بكثير من تكلفة تدخل العسكر والانقلاب على ما أفرزته الصناديق.
ويبدو أن المخاوف من استئثار الإسلاميين بالحكم والصراع الحاد حول هوية الدولة وقلة ثقة اللبراليين واليساريين بالصندوق دفع جبهة الإنقاذ الوطني لتبني خط إقصائي استعلائي وتحريض الجيش بشكل أو بآخر لحسم العملية السياسية، بعد أن أدركوا أنهم لن يحسموها بالصندوق، ولو أنهم صبروا أربع سنوات وعززوا مواقعهم واعتمدوا خطابا معارضا عاقلا واحترموا العملية الديمقراطية حتى مع رفضهم للتصالح مع الحكم واستثمروا أخطاء النظام وأسسوا لرؤية وبرنامج عمل بديل وشكلوا قوة ضغط على الحكم لكان حظهم أوفر من الآن..
لا يعنينا الكثير الآن النبش في متاهات تفاصيل الحياة السياسية في مصر الثورة، لأن البناء الهش الذي تم تشييده حتى الآن غلبت عليه العجلة والاندفاع الأهوج واستعجال قطف ثمرة التنافس الانتخابي والصراع السياسي قبل أوانه، فكان ما نراه اليوم، والضرر يزال ولكن لا يزال بمثله.
ويمكن الاستدراك على ما تم بناؤه إلى الآن وسد الثغرات والاتفاق على الحد الأدنى من التعايش السياسي والفكري، والتجربة لن تتوقف عند هذا الحد ستنضج تدريجيا بالتدافع السلمي، والشعب لا السياسيون هو من سيحسم الموقف في أي استحقاق انتخابي قادم، فلا أقل من أن تشتغل الأطراف المتصارعة على خدمة رجل الشارع والتخفيف من معاناته وأعباء الحياة، وما يتحقق على أرض الواقع من خدمات وتحسين معيشة الناس هو الفيصل في مثل هذه النزاعات..
ثم إلى الآن لا يمكن الجزم بأن طرفا معينا مؤهلا لقيادة البلاد، الكل يتخبط والبناء هش من أساسه، فالحكم اليوم وبال على صاحبه، ومن هم في المعارضة أقدر على تسديد الضربات (بلغة الصراع) الموجعة، أما وأن الأحقاد قد أعمت قادة جبهة الإنقاذ والعداء للأشخاص والأفكار بلغ حدا جنونيا، فسيبعدها هذا عن الحسم السياسي بشكل ديمقراطي مسافات طويلة، وهو ما جعلها "ألعوبة" في يد بقايا النظام القديم يتصدر من خلالها المشهد ويفرض منطقه.
وحديثي عن جبهة الإنقاذ دون الإغفال عن المحرك الأساسي لنيران بعض منتسبيهم وجيوبهم الحارقة وهم فلول النظام السابق، فهم الطرف الأكثر قدرة من غيره على التآمر وإدارة التحضير لعملية الانقلاب لاستعادة النظام القديم بعض ما خسره والثأر من مكاسب الثورة الشعبية..

Monday, June 17, 2013

As I'm walking away

I thought you were the one, 
I thought you were for me, 
I thought you were the person, an the woman of my dreams 
How stupid was I to Believe it's the truth, 
The woman of my dreams is so not like you.
As you lips lie .. my eyes begin to cry.
The love between us really start to died, 
And there is nothing left between .. you an I. 
I should have known that I had been used, 
I should of known that my love for you was fake, 
an saying those three words now is too late.
You should of been real
You should have been true.
You should have felt the 
love i had for you.
As I'm walking away, 
wit no words to say, 
I'm leaving you behind, 
its all your fault, 
that we have to be a part, 
I don't know you any more, 
maybe deep inside I do, 
but just remember, that tiny hole that you have inside, 
is a missing spot of the love i had for you.

none of love

Love, 
Is like the wind, It passes by, And leaves nothing, Behind, 
Just passes through, My heart, My soul, And never let me, 
Enjoy the feeling, The sensation, Of being cared for, By someone, 
Who really loves me. 
Why is my life, So desperate always? 
Why is love, Treating me, So unkindly? 
I look forever, I search forever, Look everywhere, Search everywhere, 
And all I end, Up with is, A love that, Never lasts long. 
My heart is a, Heart of pain. 
It has never, Been able to love, 
Someone longer, Than it wants to. I always love, But does, That person love me? 
The answers, To my questions, 
Are always, Painful, And different to, Take into term. 
Am I suppose, To search, The rest of, 

My lonely life? 
Where will I go? 
Where will I search? 
I am tired, Of searching, And wondering, Day by day. 
Why must my heart, Be all pain, And none of love? 

Seems funny to me

Its funny how hello is always accompanied with good-bye
Its funny how remembering good memories can make you cry 
Its funny how forever never seems to really last
Its funny how much you'd lose if you forgot your past
Its funny how friends can just leave you when you're down
Its funny how when you need someone there never around
Its funny how people can change and think there so much better 
Its funny how many lies can be packed into one love letter
Its funny how people can forgive even tho they cant forget
Its funny how one night can contain of so much regret
Its funny how crazy and ironic life turns out to be
but the funniest part of all is that none of that seems funny to me 

digital dreams


Systematic dreams of the world as we know
reality is manifested by technology not of our own ..Design
Destiny and reality controlled by machines 
We are nothing but a .. Digital Dream.
Programs of an earthly simulation
the mind not of our own .. Design
Emotions controlled by another 
When we die it's a control-alt-delete ... Away
Making room for another program or another ... Day.
Destiny and Reality controlled by machines 
we are nothing but a ..Digital Dream.
Manipulation of our minds 
Past and present now not far behind
Up lift our minds to be .. Free
Life is nothing but a digital dream
Time of rebellion close at hand 
we are not a machines,

we are just a humans .. with a lot of digital dreams.

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Silence Of Indifference

if we do not write about rape issues 
sensitive issues volatile issues explosive issues
if we do not voice our condemnation outrage
we then by default support these evils 
with the silence of our indifference
with the silence of our fear cowardice 
with our refusal to fight against injustice
with our refusal to fight prejudice inequality
with our refusal to fight for dignity for all humanity

Through your door

Would I die for you, Will you cry for me. 
If I run to you, Will you run with me. 
If I could say three words to you, 
Could you guess what they were. 
Could you read them on my lips, 
I can't hold back anymore. 
I ..........., I ............. 
Do I need to say more. 
Please let me through your door.

For love is a universal language

For some people, Love is eternity, 
For some people, Love is joy, 
For some people, Love is sacrifices, 
For some people…
Love, 
To love, 
There’s no end, 
for Love is to be immortal, evergreen.
Love who we are, 
Love for others, 
Love Mother Nature, 
Love GOD, 
as we, were sent by him with heavenly Love.
Broken hearts healed by Love; 
Anger soothed by Love; 
Tears swept away by Love…
Make Love a Universal Language, 
For compassion, peace and harmony
to rise like the shimmering morning sunshine
from every horizon of the soul and mind.
Love is all…
and it lies within the deep heart’s core
of you, and me… 

Behind the shadow

The rain, 
Just like the sour tears of my shadow.
Once again, 
A spell is cast on me, 
My shadow, 
The figure in the dark, 
The invisible in the light, 
Follows me a thousand miles.
Never seen heaven, 
Never heard of the angels.
I see the rain, 
I see the clouds, 
I see not the gentle soul behind the shadow.
Weeping like a lost child, 
Sorrow’s sadness, settles through, 
Deep, deep in the shadow of the dark.
Behind it, 
A bleeding Wolf.

bubbles

Life is like a dream.
A dream with endless fantasies and mysteries.
Just like a bubble, 
It bursts…
And back again, here we are.
Life is like a bubble.
A bubble with thin air of oblivion, 
But a naked lie.
Once we are here, 
Then we are not.
Opening our eyes, we are fulfilling life full of lies.
Life is just like a lie.
A lie so deep, 
But the truth buried. We are playing Lord’s games.
Of finding, digging and discovering…
The meaning of truth…
Life, is just like a truth, 
Hidden beneath the lies, bubbles and dreams.

Friday, June 14, 2013

Give Love

Whay i want to say today is a simply five words ..
Give Love to the children Children need love everyday
Give love to the children Guide them on their way
Love's like a burning flame consumes all that stands in the way
Love is the only power on earth to take all the hatred away
Give Love to the children set the children free
To make their own decisions then they will clearly see
Love is the sun the moon and the stars love is a golden ring
Love is the one thing the whole world desires be it beggar or king
Give Love to the children youth has not long to stay
Love is a long term investment the best you will find any day
Love like the rising sun takes all the darkness away
Our children will tell their children and their children's children will say
Give love to the children they are our crock of gold
and if perchance they ever stray they will come back to the fold
Give love to the children the children of today
Give love to the children and love will come to stay.

you know When the sun shines life goes on
When the rain falls life goes on
When the sun shines or the rain falls life goes on.
When you're happy life goes on
When you're sad life goes on
When you're happy or you're sad if you're good or if
you're bad life goes on
When you're laughing life goes on
When you're crying life goes on
If you're laughing or you're crying
If you're' living or you're dying life goes on..  Please give love to the children.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Expensive toys

Things do not change; we change.
We make some changes. But mostly changes make us.
but didn't you know ..!!
That; The great secret that all old people share is that you really haven't changed in sixty, seventy or eighty years.
Your body changes, but you don't change at all.
And that, of course, causes great confusion to our personality. then you find yourself in front of two ending terminals
1. if you realize that .. and start to deal with your real age .. sooner or later you will collect more wisdom
2. if you denied you age .. you will try to have a new toys but with expensive prices
So.. truly excuses change nothing, but make everyone feel better.

Secret

How bout I don't show my face to the world, 
Keep it hidden my voice unheard, 
Would anybody care about how I feel, 
Keep my hands tied against the steal, 
Mouth tied shut to keep the secret, 
Locked inside this chest I'll keep it, 
Crack open the safe inside my mind, 
Would you be able to decide the signs in time, 
Before my eyes close and the safe is kept forever, 
A secret a lover and a treasure.

Blended colors


Living in a dreamworld, 
But nothing feels real anymore. 
I can't touch it, you can't feel it, 
All we can do is see the blended 
colors before our eyes. 

Silent love

bend me, break me, 
How far will you take me, How far will i take you
Until we are recreated, Into something new
Will I like what I see, Will you like what you see,
Like what you have done to me, 
I give you the ship at sea, So watch over me, 
When I go astray lead me back to you, 
When I am cold and lonely, 
Let your body so warm just .. hold me, 
One day i'll travel across the countries just so they can see, 
All that you have made and believed in me. 
All the creasing and folding along the way, 
Only made me who I am today. 
No matter what the pain, No matter if its rain
I'll never wash away the stain .. you left .. on my heart, 
This beautiful mind will create new land, 
from the gravel beneath our feet, 
a life of passion so discreet, 
two hearts kindly will meet. 
in the dead of night, be sure.. i have no doubt 
where only the moon bares witness, 
snow white so pure, 
silent love .... is the cure.

Forever not .. enough

i want the kind of love, the kind i never had
the kind that makes you happy.. when all the days is sad
i want the kind of love, that will last forever
the kind that doesn't die .. ever
i want the kind of love, that has a lot of forgiveness
the kind that brings closeness
i want the kind of love, that has a lot of passion
the kind with lots of giving not compassion
i want the kind of love,
the kind when you're not there
the kind that makes me think of you everywhere
i want the kind of love,
that you give your whole heart too
once you've had this kind no other kind ... will do 

Now like Rume said..
Close your beautiful eyes .. fall in love .. please stay there.

Love is different

It is a kind of love that not many can see.
It makes me always want to be me.
It's a kind of love that's for everyone, It's not just for fun.
Her love is greater than all the lands, 
Her love is bigger than all the sands.
Her heart is warmer than any blanket, 
Her spirit is brighter than any anklet.
This love is different, as you can see.
So no one can stop me, from being me.

Monday, June 10, 2013

The pain


the pain that you feel, 
but cant touch.
a pain you know of, 
but cant explain
a pain so feirce
you go insane
the unknown pain
that clutches your heart
and burns in your soul
the pain
in your life
to strong to carry on
the unknown pain
that clouds your mind
and devours your every thought
the pain of broken promises
broken dreams 
the pain
thats unheard of 
the pain that's not seen


Rule .. o

We 
are very 
proud of our 
reason and logic 
but the crux of the
matter is that in fact
there are no such things! 
Wisdom is our capital but
it can not run the business
of the baffling life, ever fast 
changing historical knowledge
is our power but can not drive the
vehicle unknown which moving fast, 
randomly, there is no static truth or the
truth straight but the biggest truth is that 
there is no such truth, random changing
is the only rule but more puzzling are
the things when plays havoc the
anti-rules, riddle multiplies
in more complex riddles, 
system breaks down
into miracles and 
crushing your 
vanity of
super intellect, no options are left to you
rather than to bow and awe! The more you
go deep the more you find deeper darkness
bewilderment is the only super king in the
kingdom of perplexity but the happy thing is
that contradiction of life is in full agreement
to disagree amicably till man gets any clue, I 
hope we can, no matter whether it's me or you

Wealth and weapon


I have not seen
any thing crueler
than silence and indifference 
silence is the sharp weapon 
cuts the throat of truth satiates both cowards and sadists 
indifference is the wealth 
in abundance for enjoyments for the nerd and dead 

Sunday, June 09, 2013

Shadow on the wall

Sometimes I wonder
How can I dance
Though I don’t know the art
I wonder, 
How can I love all
Though I have only a single heart
Sometimes I wonder
How can I fly through a window
A window very small
No, it’s not me but my shadow
It’s my shadow on the wall
Sometimes I wonder 
Why I am still a child
Though I have grown up a lot
I wonder, 
Why I am so large in dark 
And in light I am just a dot
Sometimes I wonder
How can I grow so fast
And I grow really tall
No, it’s not me but my shadow
It’s my shadow on the wall
Sometimes I wonder
How can I feel so free
In this disciplined universe 
I wonder
How can I be so polite
Even when world become harsh
Sometimes I wonder
How I do everything
Though I can do nothing at all 
No, it’s not me but my shadow
It’s my shadow on the wall 

Game .. O, how fool we are

Life is a laughter but
no one can smile
Life is so hard that
makes us fragile
Life is a theater
of all deadly sins
Life is a game
where life only wins..
Life is happiness, 
only fools say so
Life says “come dear”
just before saying GO
The moment we await death, 
life starts laughing loud
We all seek sunlight
and life gives us cloud
Life makes us live it but
Never the way we wish
Life asks for that tear
What our eyes unleash
Life gives us blood to
Suck from us more
Life is a scary tale
It’s indeed a gore 

Homosexuality


..
out of any Intolerance to any religions 
is it a grievous sin, 
is it a kind of humans freedom,
is it a kind of nations civilization..!!
is it  a work of devils..
What makes me wonder Is .. Why Even birds and animals never do this thing while they have all them freedom.!!
could any body answer me without knocking in religions door ?

Saturday, June 08, 2013

The greed of the world

The greed of the world upon humanity seen, near and far.. financial institutions fallen .. Corporations shaken. 
Greed taken hold of human souls
Greed, too much for a few, The middle falling out, The bottom melting to sunder 
Greed, taking a hold of humanity
Boldly, greater and greater, The system is waning
Greed, in nations of the world
People with much, look away, 
People with the least nourishment
Paying more and more
Will someone help to arrest .. The cause of greed? 
Will the greedy give something back? 
Raise your voices not only to joyful encounters, stand up .. Be counted with those who painfully goes to bed, hungry, Wake up in despair,Lend a hand, you who have much, Help to eradicate greed! 
One world humanity lives, Your time to help is now! 

I completely agree with the greatest Gandhi when he said that " the world has enough resources to everyone's need but not for everyone's greed"
but let me tell you what Nbms said ...
"To be satisfied with a little, is the greatest wisdom; and he who increases his riches ... increases his cares"
Please awake up.. and ask yourself ..
Are you folks to that cares ..!!

Tree of greed


I spread my greed as I spread my root
Deep and wide into the ground, straight
To suck upon the sap with my tip
And send it directly to my leaf
More I go deep more I get
More sap I get more gets me greed
Behind all of my troubles causes is the root
The result of my misdeeds blooms
Into flower and hangs from every shoot
I bear the suffering as I bear the fruit 

Our own defense.. The game

Season changes as you change 
To bring new, new weather
Like your policy 
Of different taste and color
Packed in a box 
The game of politics 
You play with me Waste and worthless 
But do not you see 
We are at the same rung 
Of the same bottom
Your new, new weather 
Senseless and defenseless
Will be fixed in a tasteless season 
With the missiles and bombs
Dropped by the more powerful sun. 
I do not have any means 
Or means of defense 
So I wish to quit 
To play the games 
Patricide and fratricide
My all efforts are now
On co-operation of collaboration 
On our own defense. 

Friday, June 07, 2013

Shedding tears

Don't think for a second you are fragile
Because you shed tears every now and then
Shedding tears help cleanse the soul
Don’t let your heart become dark and cold
Everyone goes through pain but not for long
Tears are apart of your soul 
So go ahead and shed your tears
Because it's okay to shed a tear
I see your pain when your tears drip down your face
Why do you look at me as if no one cares
Because I care

Forbearing


There is a big difference between
Whom, we respect them because they are respectable people and
Whom, we respect them because we are respectable people
Let me tell you what is forbearing means ..

He isn't who.. Injustice by other's and was able to take his retaliate ... then, Avenged
He who.. Injustice by other's and was able to take revenge .. then, Pardoned

Sunday, June 02, 2013

I'm missing the dawning.. in your eyes

Only to you .. yes you and nobody but you
Just remember
it's best for you to love wisely, no doubt
but to love foolishly, honestly 
is better than not to be able to love at all