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ماكينة برجوازية

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 21:12:36 +0300

ماكينة برجوازية

نوستالجيا

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 03:27:00 +0300

نوستالجيا

اللي متخدوش القرعة، تاخده ام الشعور

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 20:20:38 +0300

اللي متخدوش القرعة، تاخده ام الشعور

قفاك دا ولا وشك - رينيه ماجريت

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 20:14:08 +0300

قفاك دا ولا وشك - رينيه ماجريت

Post-consumerism

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 20:08:21 +0300

Post-consumerism

نوم العواف

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 20:07:30 +0300

نوم العواف

I consume, therefore I am.

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 20:05:54 +0300

I consume, therefore I am.

Darwin’s evolution, from monkey to consumer.

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 20:04:54 +0300

Darwin’s evolution, from monkey to consumer.

إفتح يا سمسم.. إفتح يا كسمك، وريني ايه اللي في دنيتكو

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 19:52:55 +0300

إفتح يا سمسم.. إفتح يا كسمك، وريني ايه اللي في دنيتكو

A Sufi poem: The people of this world are like the three...

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 19:50:34 +0300

A Sufi poem:

The people of this world are like the three butterflies
in front of a candle’s flame.

The first one went closer and said:
I know about love.

The second one touched the flame
lightly with his wings and said:
I know how love’s fire can burn.

The third one threw himself into the heart of the flame
and was consumed. He alone knows what true love is.

سبب إنتحار العظماء

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 19:45:56 +0300

سبب إنتحار العظماء

Welcome to the machine.

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 19:43:50 +0300

Welcome to the machine.

انا حزين يا نيفين

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 19:38:56 +0300

انا حزين يا نيفين

"Before the law sits a gatekeeper. To this gatekeeper comes a man from the country who asks to gain..."

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 19:35:48 +0300

“Before the law sits a gatekeeper. To this gatekeeper comes a man from the country who asks to gain entry into the law. But the gatekeeper says that he cannot grant him entry at the moment. The man thinks about it and then asks if he will be allowed to come in sometime later on. “It is possible,” says the gatekeeper, “but not now.” The gate to the law stands open, as always, and the gatekeeper walks to the side, so the man bends over in order to see through the gate into the inside. When the gatekeeper notices that, he laughs and says: “If it tempts you so much, try going inside in spite of my prohibition. But take note. I am powerful. And I am only the most lowly gatekeeper. But from room to room stand gatekeepers, each more powerful than the other. I cannot endure even one glimpse of the third.” The man from the country has not expected such difficulties: the law should always be accessible for everyone, he thinks, but as he now looks more closely at the gatekeeper in his fur coat, at his large pointed nose and his long, thin, black Tartar’s beard, he decides that it would be better to wait until he gets permission to go inside. The gatekeeper gives him a stool and allows him to sit down at the side in front of the gate. There he sits for days and years. He makes many attempts to be let in, and he wears the gatekeeper out with his requests. The gatekeeper often interrogates him briefly, questioning him about his homeland and many other things, but they are indifferent questions, the kind great men put, and at the end he always tells him once more that he cannot let him inside yet. The man, who has equipped himself with many things for his journey, spends everything, no matter how valuable, to win over the gatekeeper. The latter takes it all but, as he does so, says, “I am taking this only so that you do not think you have failed to do anything.” During the many years the man observes the gatekeeper almost continuously. He forgets the other gatekeepers, and this first one seems to him the only obstacle for entry into the law. He curses the unlucky circumstance, in the first years thoughtlessly and out loud; later, as he grows old, he only mumbles to himself. He becomes childish and, since in the long years studying the gatekeeper he has also come to know the fleas in his fur collar, he even asks the fleas to help him persuade the gatekeeper. Finally his eyesight grows weak, and he does not know whether things are really darker around him or whether his eyes are merely deceiving him. But he recognizes now in the darkness an illumination which breaks inextinguishably out of the gateway to the law. Now he no longer has much time to live. Before his death he gathers in his head all his experiences of the entire time up into one question which he has not yet put to the gatekeeper. He waves to him, since he can no longer lift up his stiffening body. The gatekeeper has to bend way down to him, for the great difference has changed things considerably to the disadvantage of the man. “What do you still want to know now?” asks the gatekeeper. “You are insatiable.” “Everyone strives after the law,” says the man, “so how is it that in these many years no one except me has requested entry?” The gatekeeper sees that the man is already dying and, in order to reach his diminishing sense of hearing, he shouts at him, “Here no one else can gain entry, since this entrance was assigned only to you. I’m going now to close it.””

- Before the law by Franz Kafka. Story of our lives.

Free your mind and your ass will follow, the kingdom of heaven...

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 19:33:55 +0300

Free your mind and your ass will follow, the kingdom of heaven is within.

The Doors - The End

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 19:29:17 +0300

The Doors - The End

"Religious distress is at the same time the expression of real distress and the protest against real..."

Mon, 27 Sep 2010 03:40:27 +0300

“Religious distress is at the same time the expression of real distress and the protest against real distress. Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, just as it is the spirit of a spiritless situation. It is the opium of the people. The abolition of religion as the illusory happiness of the people is required for their real happiness. The demand to give up the illusion about its condition is the demand to give up a condition which needs illusions.”

- Karl Marx, Critique of Hegel’s Philosophy of Right

http://atheism.about.com/od/weeklyquotes/a/marx01.htm

Consumerism.

Tue, 14 Sep 2010 06:47:14 +0300

Consumerism.

"I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders."

Fri, 10 Sep 2010 10:42:51 +0300

“I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders.”

- Jewish Proverb

youmightfindyourself: This house is located on an island called...

Tue, 07 Sep 2010 12:26:36 +0300

youmightfindyourself:

This house is located on an island called Elliðaey near Vestmannaeyjar, a small archipelago off the south coast of Iceland. The house was given to singer, Bjork from her motherland as a “Thank You” for putting Iceland on the international map.