Thursday, 30 April 2009
Freedom & mayhem
Freedom is considered to be the most demanded controversial subject of inquiry, man fought for, died for and even supplicated for (as for Egyptians). This concept is yet to be judged not for what it addresses but how man made use of it. Now here is a question that we ought to think of keenly when we are hit with this noble word in its basic core, did freedom become more of a service? Or it exacerbates mayhem?
Well i think it's a blend of both, it depends on how its utilized in the context. Freedom will always be used as a medium to enforce and promote anarchy when ever needed. Gary Adams Sinn Féin's most prominent figure said:"It will always be a battle a day between those who want maximum change and those who want to maintain the status quo."
And honestly i was really surprised to see the word (free) used as an initial for lots of ordinary topics to add more value or to extravagant, free trade, free press..etc.
But the jackpot and the one that really irritates me is (freewill), its will so rationally it should be free if he is oppressed so he doesn't have a will in the first place. Under the umbrella of freedom lots of sub terminologies have found a haven to flourish like liberalization, modernization, nationalism, pragmatism...etc. Add to that how the excessive use of this word have contributed in wars (USA invasion to Iraq, The Crusade wars..etc). All these reasons proves that free and all derivatives can be generated from it is nothing but a tool to erect human feeling and prompt them to act according to the addressee's agenda. In the end i must say that freedom is a promiscuous term and yet it is very lucid, that makes it a very dangerous mean of recruitment. And for all whom still asking does freedom exist, well i don't think so, it’s a mere man made word to feel better about his existence and help him boost his ego, freedom is always accompanied with roles to preserve it, and since you are obliged to follow them so you are bound to it so you are not free.
Monday, 27 April 2009
Spectrum of things that matters
This i quoted from lord Acton speech 1875, yet it demonstrates my long lasting belief about life. This is the same opinion i embrace and often argued to spread this type of ideology. In the past few years a new type of cultural movement appeared among the young working generation (get rich or die trying). Well this triggered a question that i longed to find an answer for, what is wealth and what are the means of acquiring it?
Well here is the dictionary definition of wealth, an abundance or profusion of anything in plentiful amount. The thing is if wealth is not connected to legacy or an accomplishment it’s simply being rich we cannot relate to it as wealth.
Wealth originally was the term used to describe generations of a particular back ground, a state of inheritance of a reputable family recognition. It wasn't all about how much are they worth, wealth if it’s really available it mortifies its possessor, you can easily be rich but it’s hard to be wealthy, you even can acquire wealth without being rich. Some will argue that it’s alright for someone like Acton to embrace such a motto since he is already rich. well i am not going to defend him but it was always rich people with enlightenment or alerted consistence that made a deference of the world of mankind, Abu Bakr was rich and yet he created a legacy of supporting the profit with his wealth ( its wealth because its accompanied with family heritage of social contribution)that goes for muss'ab enb umir & omar and many others, and in the west there are people like Sir William Thomson who spent his entire family fortune in the advancement of the scientific involvement in England, marry curry and many others. on the contrary a man who just became rich will always look to retain it and preserve what he believes he owns, and even do anything to get more, greed becomes his motto and money blinds his insight because he is simply hungry, and he just have landed a feast and has no moral obligation towards anything but to satisfies his money lust.
Bottom line being rich is totally different from being wealthy, and the art that drives a passion surely will result a recognition that will result money.
A time will come and man will die,
and his good deeds will hold him high.
A man with wealth will never die,
his name will echo and reach the sky.
seeking money another man will pray,
and in mortal sin he soaks and dry.
Friday, 24 April 2009
The bogie man
Adults don’t experience fear, we go through panic, intimidation & security threats, because now we have demands, ambitions & expectations that won’t be easily relieved by the presence of our mothers around or sheltering to some place we think it’s safe because we were told that it is.
I think this is the reason why man created lots of vandalism elements like the conspiracy theory, wars, racism & many chaotic practices to accommodate him through the unknown and the uncertain. Well that stimulated a question that hovered on my being for a while (here is another term we use hover), Why can’t we except the unpredictable or unrespectable? Why do we always want to be in control?
Well here is my perception about this matter, it’s the same when men worshiped idols because simply they couldn’t bare the idea of a god that they can’t see same goes for getting high to skip reality or even defy the divine powers simply because we don’t acknowledge the source.
Lots of other examples will be based on human ignorance, reluctance & reckless behaviors, continual actions to conceptualize destiny and find rational clues away from what we call faith.
Lets don’t deny the fact that based on this human nature element science prevailed as a useful out come from fear, fear from death created medicine, fear of lose created strategies and tactics that could be also be used otherwise as well.
bottom line is, man is indulged with the idea of superiority and as much as you boosted this feeling in him and invested time and effort to capitalize on one of the basic instinct of humanity you can manipulate people in to doing what they are told as a free well contribution from their behalf maintain their thrive for control.
All thie men have died in pain,
ages paces yet vain will remain.
can the blind have this strain,
or yet his loss have caused a gain.
My country and me
It’s often argued that what a man feels for his country is embedded; people refer to their countries as if it’s their back bones, it gives them a place to relate to. They say it with pride I am from... well sometimes early in my life I never felt that.
Now since I am in the age of reason and I relate to myself as relatively intellectual, I still have this confusion, I never found it quit meriting referring back to Egypt as my country of origin, yet I don't deny it though. I found a rather comfortable answer for this question when ever any one asks where are you form, I relate to my ancestors origin, i am originally Kurdish. This unjustified action that i have been maintaining for a while now, triggered a question about the reason why i do so?
I have nothing against Egypt the country, Egypt the land, but here is why?
My experience with Egypt is quit devastating and rather interesting at the same time, Egypt to me is the country that apprised the man in me, its the bitch i always hated. My description is not so different from how nagib suroor, ahmed fuad nigm or any whom this land caused them agony and sorrow and they are many, yet they are all still hung over her. They love her and yet they despise her for they have suffered in her love. Its a psychological fact that when a man makes love to a woman he get revenge for all the things that defeated him in life, with Egypt its completely reversed she ravishes you and prey's on your mind once you are in love with here she is like the mermaid in the ancient Greek mythology, she enchants you with her beauty and then she feast's on your soul.
I hate how we are deceived to get in a one side love relationship with a courtesan that sell's her affections to the highest bidder, and gives this bidder the right to terminate and torture every one else.
Egypt.. Oh my beloved dear,
Show pity for an injured deer,
Shedding my blood on you alter,
pledging for you merciful sight.
In the end, the water i drink for which is not from you Nile is Sauer, the green fields i sight are not match to you deserted lands, the sound of the most perfect melodies will never pear up to the sound of your cities cluttered noises.
I love you and i am tormented with me being attached to your bosom, you ungrateful, arrogant witch.