This post was intended to be politics-related, but after typing in the first sentence, hitting the backspace button, writing another sentence, hitting the backspace button again, I decided that I do, indeed, want to keep this blog politics-free. I have done a great job keeping it that way.
P.S is it still too early for me to start yelling "Doom is upon us! Heed the warning!" at young people while waving a walking stick in their faces? Mind you.. I'm still in my twenties.. no? Yea, I thought so too..
Friday, July 29, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Enslaved to "Their" Freedom
I wrote this piece about two years ago, and since everyone is talking about "freedom" these days, and seeing how disgusted I am with the Western definition of freedom, I thought I'd share my take on this misused word.
"Today, I am grateful for being a free person. For being able to think with a clear mind and to see, not just look. I am grateful for not being controlled by the media and hypnotized by music, mind-controlling song lyrics and subliminal messages in commercials, movies and even children's cartoons.
To have a vision is something rare these days. It amazes me how the general public allow certain groups of people to take over their lives. To dictate what we should and should not do. What we should wear, how we should think, what actions we should take, and present us with disposable, ready-made personalities and characteristics. Use them, achieve their goals, dispose of them, and present us with brand new glittery ones. "Change", they call it.
Lies are becoming the new facts, and facts are being ridiculed. Simply because they sound absurd, simply because "they" said so.
Talking about this subject is never ending, and probably some of you might disagree and find the whole idea preposterous.
But I am grateful.. grateful for not being a part of this evil cycle, and not being enslaved to "their" freedom. Freedom is not just having the right to chose something over the other, blue over green, or pink over red. It's having the right to KNOW what blue is, and what red is."
Final whisper..
Syrians.. you have proved to the whole world that you are, indeed, free.. the years and years of mindless abuse could not oppress your free spirits! It only made you stronger.. so stay strong!
"Today, I am grateful for being a free person. For being able to think with a clear mind and to see, not just look. I am grateful for not being controlled by the media and hypnotized by music, mind-controlling song lyrics and subliminal messages in commercials, movies and even children's cartoons.
To have a vision is something rare these days. It amazes me how the general public allow certain groups of people to take over their lives. To dictate what we should and should not do. What we should wear, how we should think, what actions we should take, and present us with disposable, ready-made personalities and characteristics. Use them, achieve their goals, dispose of them, and present us with brand new glittery ones. "Change", they call it.
Lies are becoming the new facts, and facts are being ridiculed. Simply because they sound absurd, simply because "they" said so.
Talking about this subject is never ending, and probably some of you might disagree and find the whole idea preposterous.
But I am grateful.. grateful for not being a part of this evil cycle, and not being enslaved to "their" freedom. Freedom is not just having the right to chose something over the other, blue over green, or pink over red. It's having the right to KNOW what blue is, and what red is."
Final whisper..
Syrians.. you have proved to the whole world that you are, indeed, free.. the years and years of mindless abuse could not oppress your free spirits! It only made you stronger.. so stay strong!
Friday, July 1, 2011
30 Cups of Love - Day 17
Every family has a certain theme in which their daily conversations revolve around. Ours is politics.
When I created this blog, I promised myself I will keep it "politics-free", and will only share my thoughts on photography, cats, baking, and random trivial things. This is the main reason why I chose not to speak.
I will not speak, I will only whisper..
For you cannot keep your silence while your eyes are welling up with tears as you're watching young men defy bullets with their bare chests, young women being arrested and subjected to physical abuse.
You cannot keep your silence while you watch with an aching heart, children, barely 10 years old, being tortured, most brutally, then killed and returned to their family while the whole world watches.
Or rather, while the whole world ignores..
But what else can one do but whisper..? ..Syria, may Allah be with you..
When I created this blog, I promised myself I will keep it "politics-free", and will only share my thoughts on photography, cats, baking, and random trivial things. This is the main reason why I chose not to speak.
I will not speak, I will only whisper..
For you cannot keep your silence while your eyes are welling up with tears as you're watching young men defy bullets with their bare chests, young women being arrested and subjected to physical abuse.
You cannot keep your silence while you watch with an aching heart, children, barely 10 years old, being tortured, most brutally, then killed and returned to their family while the whole world watches.
Or rather, while the whole world ignores..
But what else can one do but whisper..? ..Syria, may Allah be with you..
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