The emotional beast

Hiding deep inside, calm, serene, yet full of destructive power that could be leached instantly and aimlessly. Time pass by. No sign of it. Great you think. I have not seen it for years, hope never.

Then you are smacked with the revelation. You feel totally bared to the bone. Unprepared and destroyed you walk aimlessly, your heart sank to the ground. You wail deep inside. You try keeping composure. But who are you deceiving? You start worrying about the beast inside.

As a giant wave lifting you up and throwing you down. Ahh! It is painful. Worse than torture with electric wires. Worse than dogs biting through your flesh. You felt great pain before. This really hurts. It throws your heart through the rollercoaster of hell. When is it going to stop? You wish you can beg it to stop. But it is the beast within.

Humans by nature are good. Really?

Describing good acts by humane indicates that human by nature are good. How arrogant of us humans to claim this.

I argue that humans by nature are not good. In fact can they can not be good, otherwise they would not have disgustingly populated the beautiful planet of Earth. They were able to do by eliminating the good elements among them. From time to time these good elements pop out from left out genes, only to be destroyed by lacking the defence mechanism to protect themselves from the overwhelmingly evil majority.

So, trekking over the millennia, humanity perfected the art of evil doing and disregard for the welfare of others. That explains wars, and the common selfish behaviour. Order is only possible by the sword of law hanging over heads. This applies everywhere. Only when resources are abundant and law is strict that people behave nicely to each other.

Thinking of God

It amazes that people who keep spiting, yes I mean that, the name of god are those who willingly commit shameful acts. Corrupt officials, regardless of their religion, strive to show their devotion to god. Whores and their customers never fail to mention the almighty name. The list goes on..

This made me think if Carl Marx has declared religion to be the opium of the people, I think god is the anti-bacterial soap for the ethically filthy. For them it is ok to be morally corrupt as long as you continually cleanse yourself with mentioning god’s name. Consequently, god could be the source of lots of evil on earth. For these bastards may stop committing their acts if no purifying agent exist.

Love: a perception or reality?

How deep is love? What does it really mean? Does it really matter?

I am only referring to the one that could develop between a man and a woman. I’ve been doing some self assessment and observation recently. Not because I lack something to do. In the contrary I am busy as hell and have some tough timeline to meet. I guess this is the time I start to think deeply about “important” issues.

Is love a partially sexual feeling, or possibly totally driven by hormones? Is love a projection we make of our object of love, or is the object the source of love? Is it a perception or a reality?

The exploring look of a beautiful woman can send shivers through a man. It is amazing how this fraction-of-a second gesture can send a very powerful message. Heart beats vigorously, vessels awash with steaming blood and a body heat that rivals that of the Sahara, let alone what happens to the thankfully covered part of the body. Aren’t we optimized to seek each other? No kidding. It is a wonderful feeling, yet difficult to contain and hide.

I will cut short here since I realized that I have something “less important” to do.

Thanks for reading.

Noisy thoughts

We are hardly born before we depart. Is life a short trip to a more lasting life? Or does it really matter why we are here. Are we our own invention? After all we have roamed the earth for millions of years before we’ve discovered that it pays to build a roof just few thousands year ago. We were then just like all other animals except being hairless and with weaker limbs.

What have really triggered all this so called human culture? Genetically speaking we are little different from those who lived quarter of million years ago. Most of what we refer to as history only existed less than 10,000 years ago. Is this human culture a product of the retreat of the last ice age, and consequently may disappear if another one creeps back?

Palestine the nation, the identity and the culture

It is hard to believe that there once Palestine 60 years ago. It was a reality, a loss and is now a dream. It has however created a powerful and proud identity. Despite all the misery, injustice and massacres at the hands of enemies and also friends, Palestinians are proud to be Palestinians and happy to be members of this never dying nation. Our lost cities, towns, small villages and the heart-breaking geographical map of Palestine are engraved forever in the memories of millions of people and many more millions to come.

We have been denied to form a country, but our nation is the most powerful of all. We are blessed being the descendants of those who grew over the land of Palestine. We will pass this gift to the next generations.

The merry and the grumpy, heaven and hell

Women are intriguing creatures. They can make your life worth living, or they can be the hell itself. Some of the most beautiful things in life is the face of a genuine warm women smile. It triggers in the speed of light all kinds of good feelings. And I bet they make life longer and a lot more enjoyable. A nasty women on the other hand can turn your life upside down. No matter how good looking she might be, it is the ugly death itself. It makes your life miserable and the best line of action is to run away as fast as possible no matter what the consequences are.

If you think I am speaking from experience, you are damn right.

Happy living

A Joyous Moment

It was raining heavily, and I felt lonely under my umbrella seeing only few feet away. I could detected a soft smell when a tender body nudged me gently. “Thanks god I found you”. I could hear a pleasant and welcomed voice behind me. I could not utter a word. I was enjoying this moment. I was engulfed by her femininity. She got closer to me, shivering. Droplets running down her strikingly delicate face. I wrapped my arm around her and she did not resist. We walked in unison enjoying the gift of rain.

Instant Love

Her tender smile caught my attention among a big crowd. As if hypnotized, I was drawn towards her as a butterfly to a bright light in a dark night. I could hear nothing but the thumping of my heart as I inch closer to her. I could smell her feminine scent. It was magical. Her beauty fascinated me, her warm welcome engulfed me in immense happiness ……