A new pain

So, I made it out. “Exodus phase 2” has been completed. No more nightmares of the sort that I used to have. Yay!

  • Are you happy now?

Far from it.

  • Wait what?! Isn’t this what you always wanted your whole life?!!

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Insodus: Returning back to the jungle (nightmares)

Insodus is a word I made up as an antonym of Exodus.

Next week this time I’ll be back in the country that hurt me so much that the mere thought of returning to it hurts. My land of slavery and bondage. Continue reading

The Exodus (phase 1): The beautiful smell of liberty =)

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“Congratulations! You’re now a Permanent Resident of Canada!”
~ Immigration officer at the Montreal international airport, 18th of Oct 2015, around 4:30 pm EST

I’ll never forget these words for what they meant to me. However, several months ago I imagined I would be ten times more excited about hearing them, but my excitement was temporarily limited for other reasons … Continue reading

A sting to remember

Truth is everybody is going to hurt you: you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.
~ Bob Marley

Even if this place was the richest part of the world or the most modern nation on Earth, it would still be a living hell for people like myself. You see, this place’s ugliness lies deep inside the very disgusting nature of the people inhabiting it themselves.

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Sweet and sour

So I walk alone down the darkest roads
‘Cause I’ve always known how the story goes
When the curtain falls, I’ll be wearing thin
Clawing at the walls as they’re closing in
In this twisted plot I was destined for
I’m an astronaut on the ocean floor
So misunderstood ’till the bloody end
How I wish I could do it all again

It feels like I’m a lone survivor
Forgotten in a dark and deadly world
And on my own I walk alone
To see the sun again I’d give anything
But life demands a final chapter
A story that we all must leave behind
It’s do or die, and this is mine
The anthem of a bird with a broken wing

It’s another night of the living dead
Like a viper bite in a spider web
It’s so deathly dark in the alleyway
And a bleeding heart makes you easy prey
I would run and hide for the afternoon
With the butterfly in the panic room
Though I won’t be missed, I would say it’s time
For a different twist in the story line

~ Bird with a broken wing, Owl City

I’ve always been enchanted by Adam Young’s (a.k.a Owl City) ability to capture, in great detail and mystery, fragments of feelings and thoughts in his lyrics that are so closely related to my life. But “Bird With A Broken Wing” has been the closest to touching my life than any other song so far, both in content and timing …

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The personality factory (part 2)

“Don’t you wish you could take a single childhood memory and blow it up into a bubble and live inside it forever?”
― Sarah Addison Allen, Lost Lake

Hell yeah!

After reaching a certain age (probably 5 or 6) I stopped going to the daycare and I started going to school instead. Another place I’d do ANYTHING just to get to visit for one last time …

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Day #XYZ in a 3rd world country

I found this on my smartphone, which I apparently wrote on the 3rd of June 2014:

Its not hard to calculate the exact day but it’s of little value because life itself is of little value here.

Today I heard a news anchor on a TV station saying,”We now know it wasn’t an Arab spring, rather a Hebrew spring, as it was designed to divide the Arab word and it gave rise to terroristic groups …” This caused me some disappointment at first; while I remembered how the same people celebrated the overthrowing of their oppressors a few years ago.

It might be mind boggling for a lot of people following our situation how the masses came to let go of the values of liberty, equality, and human dignity in very short a time, but it comes as no surprise to a person who’s inside the scene.

If there’s anybody to blame for this moral and cultural decline it’s us -those who so sincerely believe in human values- for we are the ones who failed to show people how dramatically their lives, and the lives of their children, would have changed if they had embraced these values. We failed because of our ignorance, which is the result of our cowardice, which is the result of our stupidity, which is a result of our conceit, which is a result of our ignorance – at least this is my speculation.

Our lack of ingenuity was clear but we refused to accept it because our opponents succeeded in dragging us down into trivial battles. And we successfully fell into the trap because our minds were almost equally trivial.