This is a post for all my critics.
My writing is my baby, and i want to raise it well.
So criticize away! I seriously don't like compliments...the last thing i need is for my ego to be fed.
Break me as much as you can, so i can rebuild and reboot as much as i can.
BUT
One thing i noticed from my very few first readers was that they wanted a 'certain topic'. Basically, there is no certain topic...and it seems to be all over the place.
well, that's great! that's EXACTLY what i want.
Yes, as an anarchist -- at heart -- i should respect the concept of specialization...in everything. That's the only way the world can grow...yet i think what is even more beautiful than specialization is dynamism.
Let's put the economy and all of that aside. I am talking about people. Personally, i am interesting in about everything in life...as long as it's interesting. Give me video games, art, literature, fishing, skydiving, writing, food, music, science, math.....each of these make equally important parts of this world and they all complete each other.
I don't know... for some reason i like being all over the place. I understand there are advantages and disadvantages to this, but that's just me....i could improve or not...that's up to the what's ahead. For now, i thank my readers for commenting....but i just want to assure all of you that i mean to be all over the place. Please do not take it as a weakness. It is just pure entertainment.
I don't like being narrowed down....limited. i don't like taking sides...i like watching the big picture. I simply loooove thinking about everything because it is the only think that keeps me active and awake!
I know that if i simply narrow myself down, then my writing will slowly die....and my love for it will perish. All i want to get from this blog is to see my readers entertained and the ONLY thing i want this blog to persuade them to do is to keep an open mind and to take a break from the outside world.
In life, i understand that sometimes one is compelled to be either black or white. But, that does not mean that the shades of grey that exist in your mind have to disappear.
That is exactly what hobbies and talents are for...to keep you as far away from the outside world as possible. God has given us minds not in order to limit us, but to make our imaginations go wild....He has given us this power in order for us to go to the furthest paths in search of His truth, His greatness, His knowledge and His power. The outside world should not be allowed to control us. We do not ALWAYS have to 'pick one topic'. We were given the power to control our minds, and i'm telling you when we reach to the level of complete control...then we should know we have accomplished something. It is very easy telling people what to think....but the important thing is how we CHOOSE to think.
All in all, yes....i respect specialization. But still, when it comes to your spare time...your blog....your hobby...be everywhere simultaneously... and believe me...no drug in the world can give you the same high as dynamism.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
The Only Woman I Would Marry, My mother.
Mothers. What's so special about them?
I wonder how it is around the world, how different all the mothers are. Yet, anywhere around the world [hopefully], she given such a special place. Why?
I don't think its only because she popped us out of her womb. I'm sure there is something else.
Mothers are unique beings. They know every single point that pisses you off, they know were to click if they want to criticize you and make your blood pressure run through the roof, they know how to break you apart when they publicly humiliate you, they boss you around just because they claim that they 'care'.
Again, why are they so special?
Well here it is...i hope after this post, everyone will know why a mother deserves her 'job title'.
A mother is a person that has the guts to take responsibility of having another life grow inside of her without expecting any gratitude. As that person grows within her, she gets fat, hormonal, moody, heavy, gassy, and any other crappy physical status one can think of. But still, she makes everyday seem like a blessing when she just looks at her belly, pats it gently, and smiles at her unborn child.
A mother is an awkward being who has complete control on our feelings. She does not really need to say anything, but with any certain facial expression, she can make us understand her pride, her disappointment, her wisdom, her happiness, her anger, and most of all...her motherhood. She's the pro when it comes to mind control.
A mother is a woman that endures all sorts of mental, physical and spiritual pain....but not for herself. She endures it for the people around her. Her selflessness is an indescribable characteristic which we will never understand, and which will always be an irritating mystery to us. Her goals are almost always dedicated to others, and when she achieves them, she is still not satisfied. She wants more. She wants more goals for other people....namely, her children.
I mean...she could've gotten an abortion... She could've put us in an orphanage...We could've managed alone....right?
Well...yeah i guess...
I guess i could've managed those sleepless nights, where my fever would spike so high i would actually hallucinate...all alone.
I guess i could've built my own personality, learned my values, my manners...all alone.
I guess i could've washed my face, brushed my teeth and combed my hair... all alone.
I guess i could've driven myself to school every single morning, and sang myself a lullaby while coming back from school...all alone.
You see...we can do all of that...all alone.
But the thing is, she is a mother because she is literally always there. She is always there even when we cannot stand her being there. Our first step, first word, first swear word (i personally had to add that), our first mistake, our many other mistakes..
She is the first woman one loves before thinking of one's own gender, ones own sexuality and all that bullshit that comes later on. The moment God allowed our souls into our bodies, her scent, her smile and her arms were all there. She should've hated us...for all the pain she endured, endures and will always endure....she should just give up. But, she's just like an addict that keeps coming back for more.
Yes, we have rehab centers for alcoholics, junkies, psychologically disoriented people....yet mothers have no place to go back to for curing their addiction to their children. Im telling you, they just keep coming back for more disappointment, more pain, more fights, more heartbreak... they are unbelievable. simply unbelievable.
Even more irritating is the fact that they don't really have incentive to do all of this, nor do they ask for any gratitude. All they say is -- and i'm quoting my mom here -- " As long as He [God] knows, i am totally fine". While saying that, she breathes deeply, looks up at the empty sky and grins. SO PISSING OFF!! You just sit there...confused...WHY WOULD GOD PUT YOU THROUGH THIS MISERY?! But, i guess only mothers know what the answer to that would be.
Anyways,
this is for the only woman i would ever marry,
this is for my mother.
My queen, my food, my Earth, my education, my melody, my love, my friend, my personality.
Please stop irritating me with your love, and showering me with your care. It's disgusting how I have nothing to offer you and i hate it.
I wonder how it is around the world, how different all the mothers are. Yet, anywhere around the world [hopefully], she given such a special place. Why?
I don't think its only because she popped us out of her womb. I'm sure there is something else.
Mothers are unique beings. They know every single point that pisses you off, they know were to click if they want to criticize you and make your blood pressure run through the roof, they know how to break you apart when they publicly humiliate you, they boss you around just because they claim that they 'care'.
Again, why are they so special?
Well here it is...i hope after this post, everyone will know why a mother deserves her 'job title'.
A mother is a person that has the guts to take responsibility of having another life grow inside of her without expecting any gratitude. As that person grows within her, she gets fat, hormonal, moody, heavy, gassy, and any other crappy physical status one can think of. But still, she makes everyday seem like a blessing when she just looks at her belly, pats it gently, and smiles at her unborn child.
A mother is an awkward being who has complete control on our feelings. She does not really need to say anything, but with any certain facial expression, she can make us understand her pride, her disappointment, her wisdom, her happiness, her anger, and most of all...her motherhood. She's the pro when it comes to mind control.
A mother is a woman that endures all sorts of mental, physical and spiritual pain....but not for herself. She endures it for the people around her. Her selflessness is an indescribable characteristic which we will never understand, and which will always be an irritating mystery to us. Her goals are almost always dedicated to others, and when she achieves them, she is still not satisfied. She wants more. She wants more goals for other people....namely, her children.
I mean...she could've gotten an abortion... She could've put us in an orphanage...We could've managed alone....right?
Well...yeah i guess...
I guess i could've managed those sleepless nights, where my fever would spike so high i would actually hallucinate...all alone.
I guess i could've built my own personality, learned my values, my manners...all alone.
I guess i could've washed my face, brushed my teeth and combed my hair... all alone.
I guess i could've driven myself to school every single morning, and sang myself a lullaby while coming back from school...all alone.
You see...we can do all of that...all alone.
But the thing is, she is a mother because she is literally always there. She is always there even when we cannot stand her being there. Our first step, first word, first swear word (i personally had to add that), our first mistake, our many other mistakes..
She is the first woman one loves before thinking of one's own gender, ones own sexuality and all that bullshit that comes later on. The moment God allowed our souls into our bodies, her scent, her smile and her arms were all there. She should've hated us...for all the pain she endured, endures and will always endure....she should just give up. But, she's just like an addict that keeps coming back for more.
Yes, we have rehab centers for alcoholics, junkies, psychologically disoriented people....yet mothers have no place to go back to for curing their addiction to their children. Im telling you, they just keep coming back for more disappointment, more pain, more fights, more heartbreak... they are unbelievable. simply unbelievable.
Even more irritating is the fact that they don't really have incentive to do all of this, nor do they ask for any gratitude. All they say is -- and i'm quoting my mom here -- " As long as He [God] knows, i am totally fine". While saying that, she breathes deeply, looks up at the empty sky and grins. SO PISSING OFF!! You just sit there...confused...WHY WOULD GOD PUT YOU THROUGH THIS MISERY?! But, i guess only mothers know what the answer to that would be.
Anyways,
this is for the only woman i would ever marry,
this is for my mother.
My queen, my food, my Earth, my education, my melody, my love, my friend, my personality.
Please stop irritating me with your love, and showering me with your care. It's disgusting how I have nothing to offer you and i hate it.
To My Dear Bahrain, From a Worthless Lover
To my Bahrain,
All my life, i've known that 'half' of my blood contained your name on it. I never liked you in the beginning because my other 'half' [UAE] has blinded me with its physical beauty. I always underestimated your inner beauty, the knowledge you possessed, and the smile you always had the ability to put on my face.
I obnoxiously disregarded the fact that you raised my mother and father, i forgot how you taught them how to be Bahraini at heart all the time....and i forgot how perfect that is.
The people who you raised -- the Bahrainis -- are the people the whole Gulf knew were the best. We all knew how your people held your name high with their manners, their kindness, their humor, and their spirit. They have no 'fake' in their dictionaries, and they do not care whether their clothes cost a dime or a million, as long as they held their heads high with your name in their hearts.
You welcomed me every second i maligned you...every moment i looked down upon you, you put me right between your arms. you offered me shelter when even my own have given up on me.
What is happening to you now is out of our reach, and all i can do is regret not being a part of you until now....when you are fading when you are leaving us because these bastards whom you have raised cannot appreciate you. I remember you now when your own people are ruining you, tearing you apart and spilling each other's blood right in front of your eyes. But also, i remember you when i fell on your streets while rollerblading...i remember how you always brought me and my cousins together...i remember the smell of your rain...your aching cold winter weather and your lazy summer morning.
All we can do is pray, and i regret it. All i can do is hear about my cousin's standing outside the their homes, protecting themselves while your forms of authority fail to protect them. My dear kind cousins, who have turned into fighters with weapons in their hands and hatred in their hearts, not knowing how to fight over you...or fight for you......not knowing that by doing this...they slowly kill you.
Over here, we complain because we can afford it. But your people never complained, no matter how many times you let them down....and that shows what you raised them to be.
Now, i have no idea why your younger generation is acting like a bunch of bastards who think they know everything when they don't know shit. They disrespectfully disregard how much their ancestors have worked to build your beauty, they bring shame to the generations who have raised them. They have nothing to offer you, so in turn they slowly ruin you. I hope they all burn in hell. And i hope the people behind them be damned.
I pray any person who had the heart to make your mothers cry, who brought pain to your daughters, who stile the innocence of your sons die a torturous death. I pray they endure the pain they brought to their own people, to you my Bahrain, when they will be judged by Him. Then, my dear Bahrain, only then will you find peace.
I pray for you. I love you. I love your dearly and sincerely.
Yours,
A Bahraini soul stuck in an Emirati body.
All my life, i've known that 'half' of my blood contained your name on it. I never liked you in the beginning because my other 'half' [UAE] has blinded me with its physical beauty. I always underestimated your inner beauty, the knowledge you possessed, and the smile you always had the ability to put on my face.
I obnoxiously disregarded the fact that you raised my mother and father, i forgot how you taught them how to be Bahraini at heart all the time....and i forgot how perfect that is.
The people who you raised -- the Bahrainis -- are the people the whole Gulf knew were the best. We all knew how your people held your name high with their manners, their kindness, their humor, and their spirit. They have no 'fake' in their dictionaries, and they do not care whether their clothes cost a dime or a million, as long as they held their heads high with your name in their hearts.
You welcomed me every second i maligned you...every moment i looked down upon you, you put me right between your arms. you offered me shelter when even my own have given up on me.
What is happening to you now is out of our reach, and all i can do is regret not being a part of you until now....when you are fading when you are leaving us because these bastards whom you have raised cannot appreciate you. I remember you now when your own people are ruining you, tearing you apart and spilling each other's blood right in front of your eyes. But also, i remember you when i fell on your streets while rollerblading...i remember how you always brought me and my cousins together...i remember the smell of your rain...your aching cold winter weather and your lazy summer morning.
All we can do is pray, and i regret it. All i can do is hear about my cousin's standing outside the their homes, protecting themselves while your forms of authority fail to protect them. My dear kind cousins, who have turned into fighters with weapons in their hands and hatred in their hearts, not knowing how to fight over you...or fight for you......not knowing that by doing this...they slowly kill you.
Over here, we complain because we can afford it. But your people never complained, no matter how many times you let them down....and that shows what you raised them to be.
Now, i have no idea why your younger generation is acting like a bunch of bastards who think they know everything when they don't know shit. They disrespectfully disregard how much their ancestors have worked to build your beauty, they bring shame to the generations who have raised them. They have nothing to offer you, so in turn they slowly ruin you. I hope they all burn in hell. And i hope the people behind them be damned.
I pray any person who had the heart to make your mothers cry, who brought pain to your daughters, who stile the innocence of your sons die a torturous death. I pray they endure the pain they brought to their own people, to you my Bahrain, when they will be judged by Him. Then, my dear Bahrain, only then will you find peace.
I pray for you. I love you. I love your dearly and sincerely.
Yours,
A Bahraini soul stuck in an Emirati body.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Civilization in Hell (Part 1/ ?)
So I was thinking…what if we’re all now living in the afterlife. The process of judgment, sorting ‘good’ and ‘bad’ people, and eternal damnation is all over.
This time is like a gazillion years (not human years but divine years) away. What if God puts us—the people in hell — through another test? This is the test where God experiments on the damned. He would like to see whether these pitiful, not dead nor living, sorry excuses for human beings can actually start a civilization and ‘build’ or ‘develop’ hell… of course this is as opposed to how they did not develop Earth.
So, these people do what they do best. They sin. But, this time since they’re put through this test of actually creating their own version of a civilization, they find a way to make use of their ‘sinfulness’. We’re talking lust, wrath, sloth, envy, vanity, gluttony, and greed…all characteristics that now make lots of money, considered very productive, and are used to actually create a sort of destructive economy.
Since these people are self-interested, the only form of conventional ‘good’ that can exist between them is cooperation. This sort of cooperation is a direct result from being self interested, NOT from actually being cooperation (not that they’re not the same, but that’s just my opinion).
This is what I’ve gotten to so far, but it’s nice to just think…what if??
This is just one of my rough ideas and I promise I’ll complete it as soon as I can.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Patriotism, Religion....and All That Jazz! (Part 2/2)
Basically this is the sequel to my last pissing off patriotism post. I'm sorry i have been off for a while...was a bit busy.
Anyways, lets get started
Amoon On Religion:
Religion is a funny thing. Some people believe that religion is (or was always) just a means of mental adaptation and survival for human beings. Throughout time, human beings made up different religions (i.e Greek Mythology, South Asian forms of religion, Holy Religions...etc) to have some sort of explanation of what was going on around them.
As a born Muslim, i believe in about 30% of what my parents taught me -- just saying, not proud of it..haha. Unlike many other Muslims, i do not only respect the "Holy Religions" (Islam, Judaism, Christianity), but also other religions such as Buddhism, Hinduism, Zoroastrianism...etc. Look, i am not saying i BELIEVE in everything in these different religions -- actually i don't believe in many things in my own religion -- but what i believe in is that a human being is made to seek knowledge from everywhere, no matter how this knowledge may conflict with one's own; and somehow i have constantly found that (although my knowledge is very limited), religions are more similar than different. They kind of complete each other in many ways but only have some differences depending on the cultures, countries, regimes...etc they were interpreted in.
I believe that human beings are self-interested, and because of that self interest, religions are not only interpreted differently, but also somehow cut up into different sects in order to fulfill those self interested needs (then, of course, come the blind followers who share those same needs)...
The previous is just a summary of what i think of religion; but how i see religion is a completely different thing. Being that i know a bit more about the monotheistic religions, i am mostly going to talk about my views on those, and in order not to offend anyone i will try to generalize this as much as possible.
One of the things that always confused me was: if we believe in a God who is Omnipotent, All-Seeing, All-Knowing, Perfect in every way...etc, why do we also tend to think that, with all of this omnipotence, comes the pettiness of judging us on small differences.
- I don't think God cares about whether i pray in the Maalki, Shaafe'i, Hanbali, or Hanafi way (these are different sects of Sunni Muslims).
- I don't think God will judge us on how many mistakes we make, but rather how much we learn from them.
- I think God just cares about how we preserve and take care of ourselves in order to preserve take care of others; how we, his creations, cooperate....WITHOUT the need for any form of authority other than Him, our conscious and subconscious.
- I think that as long as we are good to ourselves, and good to other people, then i guess we're fine. By good, i mean NOT backstabbing, betraying, maligning, abusing, hurting, bullying, disrespecting, degrading and most importantly JUDGING other humans.
- I think the worst thing a mere human can do is to judge other people because of religion, beliefs, sexual orientation, race, nationality, job, wealth...etc. (Although we all enjoy the racist jokes every once in a while, I think God would understand if we're actually being serious or just trying to make a connection through humor).
I see religion as more of a phenomenon which is built throughout life and experience, rather than something fixed since one is born.
When i call myself not religious, it is not because i am detached from my religion; it is only because i want to show what i actually think of my religion...meaning: i am not religious in your typical everyday way.
When i say i am not a believer, it does not mean that i do not believe in God.
I am just not a believer, if being a believer means:
- i believe in any "divine" crap, which is fed to me by people who are seeking power rather than spreading knowledge.
- i blindly believe something in my religion, without asking more questions about how or why i believe in it.
- i do not respect other religions and strive to learn from them as much as i strive to learn more about my own religion
- i pray everyday, while hurting people right after prayers. I would rather not pray, but help my fellow human beings and in turn helping myself becoming more spiritual. To me, i think doing what God asked us to do (be good, build Earth, seek knowledge) is more of thanks to Him than just praying all the time and not being productive.
- i do not take every single moment, emotion, experience, mistake, movement, event, as a way of God loving us rather than 'judging' us.
- i judge other people, thinking that i have the right to do that.
- i do not listen to and respect other people's opinions, views and beliefs if they completely clash with mine.
- i believe in war with WMDs rather than competitive knowledge.
- i believe in jihad as a means of killing innocent people, rather than a struggle between me, myself and society.
- i respect martyrs who die at war more than people who die on their beds with their children, grandchildren and family around them.
When i said in my last post (Part 1) that my views of religion were getting more and more fixed by the day, i meant that the more knowledge i gained, the more i understood how great God really is and how we have degraded the actual meaning of God.
Of course these are only some of the points on religion i have, but still...i want to know how people have become so arrogant and selfish (as opposed to self interested and cooperative), that they actually complicate what God has asked from us, when it is so simple -- basically being a good human being and investing in ourselves, other living things and Earth -- and then these people actually have the balls to threaten us with God's punishment in hell.
Religion is supposed to be a different experience for each and everyone of us, that's what makes us so complete. With these different interpretations we generate ideas, knowledge and diversity. One must complete a fellow human's ideas and thoughts, not attack them. If one's thoughts were actually wrong, then God would not have allowed them in our heads in the first place...because He does not create anything which is less than perfect.
I apologize if this was pissing off, i tried to articulate it as much as possible because i understand this is a pretty sensitive topic...especially in this part of the world.
Anyways, lets get started
Amoon On Religion:
Religion is a funny thing. Some people believe that religion is (or was always) just a means of mental adaptation and survival for human beings. Throughout time, human beings made up different religions (i.e Greek Mythology, South Asian forms of religion, Holy Religions...etc) to have some sort of explanation of what was going on around them.
As a born Muslim, i believe in about 30% of what my parents taught me -- just saying, not proud of it..haha. Unlike many other Muslims, i do not only respect the "Holy Religions" (Islam, Judaism, Christianity), but also other religions such as Buddhism, Hinduism, Zoroastrianism...etc. Look, i am not saying i BELIEVE in everything in these different religions -- actually i don't believe in many things in my own religion -- but what i believe in is that a human being is made to seek knowledge from everywhere, no matter how this knowledge may conflict with one's own; and somehow i have constantly found that (although my knowledge is very limited), religions are more similar than different. They kind of complete each other in many ways but only have some differences depending on the cultures, countries, regimes...etc they were interpreted in.
I believe that human beings are self-interested, and because of that self interest, religions are not only interpreted differently, but also somehow cut up into different sects in order to fulfill those self interested needs (then, of course, come the blind followers who share those same needs)...
The previous is just a summary of what i think of religion; but how i see religion is a completely different thing. Being that i know a bit more about the monotheistic religions, i am mostly going to talk about my views on those, and in order not to offend anyone i will try to generalize this as much as possible.
One of the things that always confused me was: if we believe in a God who is Omnipotent, All-Seeing, All-Knowing, Perfect in every way...etc, why do we also tend to think that, with all of this omnipotence, comes the pettiness of judging us on small differences.
- I don't think God cares about whether i pray in the Maalki, Shaafe'i, Hanbali, or Hanafi way (these are different sects of Sunni Muslims).
- I don't think God will judge us on how many mistakes we make, but rather how much we learn from them.
- I think God just cares about how we preserve and take care of ourselves in order to preserve take care of others; how we, his creations, cooperate....WITHOUT the need for any form of authority other than Him, our conscious and subconscious.
- I think that as long as we are good to ourselves, and good to other people, then i guess we're fine. By good, i mean NOT backstabbing, betraying, maligning, abusing, hurting, bullying, disrespecting, degrading and most importantly JUDGING other humans.
- I think the worst thing a mere human can do is to judge other people because of religion, beliefs, sexual orientation, race, nationality, job, wealth...etc. (Although we all enjoy the racist jokes every once in a while, I think God would understand if we're actually being serious or just trying to make a connection through humor).
I see religion as more of a phenomenon which is built throughout life and experience, rather than something fixed since one is born.
When i call myself not religious, it is not because i am detached from my religion; it is only because i want to show what i actually think of my religion...meaning: i am not religious in your typical everyday way.
When i say i am not a believer, it does not mean that i do not believe in God.
I am just not a believer, if being a believer means:
- i believe in any "divine" crap, which is fed to me by people who are seeking power rather than spreading knowledge.
- i blindly believe something in my religion, without asking more questions about how or why i believe in it.
- i do not respect other religions and strive to learn from them as much as i strive to learn more about my own religion
- i pray everyday, while hurting people right after prayers. I would rather not pray, but help my fellow human beings and in turn helping myself becoming more spiritual. To me, i think doing what God asked us to do (be good, build Earth, seek knowledge) is more of thanks to Him than just praying all the time and not being productive.
- i do not take every single moment, emotion, experience, mistake, movement, event, as a way of God loving us rather than 'judging' us.
- i judge other people, thinking that i have the right to do that.
- i do not listen to and respect other people's opinions, views and beliefs if they completely clash with mine.
- i believe in war with WMDs rather than competitive knowledge.
- i believe in jihad as a means of killing innocent people, rather than a struggle between me, myself and society.
- i respect martyrs who die at war more than people who die on their beds with their children, grandchildren and family around them.
When i said in my last post (Part 1) that my views of religion were getting more and more fixed by the day, i meant that the more knowledge i gained, the more i understood how great God really is and how we have degraded the actual meaning of God.
Of course these are only some of the points on religion i have, but still...i want to know how people have become so arrogant and selfish (as opposed to self interested and cooperative), that they actually complicate what God has asked from us, when it is so simple -- basically being a good human being and investing in ourselves, other living things and Earth -- and then these people actually have the balls to threaten us with God's punishment in hell.
Religion is supposed to be a different experience for each and everyone of us, that's what makes us so complete. With these different interpretations we generate ideas, knowledge and diversity. One must complete a fellow human's ideas and thoughts, not attack them. If one's thoughts were actually wrong, then God would not have allowed them in our heads in the first place...because He does not create anything which is less than perfect.
I apologize if this was pissing off, i tried to articulate it as much as possible because i understand this is a pretty sensitive topic...especially in this part of the world.
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