A Free Person W…


A Free Person Will Never Compromise His Dignity For Any Prize Or Price Whether Its Fame,Wealth,Or Power.Jalal Michael Sabbagh-http://mysuccessisyoursuccess.wordpress.con

When a person loses his dignity he loses everything that makes  L I F E   worth living.JMS

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Fascinating A r t ! / Earthly Paradise.(utopia)


Those who love and appreciate art in it’s million forms in their lives are living in their own earthly paradise.Art overcome depression,stress,despair,boredom and hesitation to look foreword for brighter and blissful tomorrow.

Art that can be self excitation to embrace beauty is paradise by itself. The Utopia that mankind been dreaming about since dreaming became part of our illusive world ,since humanity began to evolve in a civilized culture of reasoning and freedom of expression.

If art can captivate human senses ,emotions and desires,this very world of ours can escape all destructive means,behaviors and selfish intentions .The human existence would be ready to enter a new domain to worship ,peace,beauty,purity of soul ,mind and heart. T o sing the praises of the gift of art,where serenity and hope declare the birth of new era in human history.Jalal Michael Sabbagh.http://gravatar.com/jmsabbagh86@gmail.com.

I Can’t Perceive !


In remembrance of the Lebanese American Philosopher E.A.Madi (1890-1957)Seeking answers Humans want to know.

(I) l came ,l don’t know from where or how l came to be l am ?
l can’t perceive ! l don’t know ! l don’t know !
l saw a path in front of me l began to walk ,
l must keep on walking willingly or unwillingly,
Whether l agree or whether l defy.
(II) How did l came to be? How did l sighted my way?
l can’t perceive ! l don’t know! l don’t know !
Am l new ,am l old in this existence ?
Am l free or am l captive of the unknown?
Am l leading myself or destiny is leading me?
l don’t know ! l don’t know !
l wish l knew the outcome ,but l don’t know !
(III) l have to coincide ,but why? l don’t know!
Is my journey rough one? Is it long one?
Is it short ?Is it unpredictable? Is it Sad?
Is it happy ? l don’t know !l don’t know !
(IV) Am l living my days or time is passing by?
l don’t know ! l don’t know !
l see stars so irradiate,but l don’t know Why?
l see clouds ,but l don’t know why they rain?
l see forest ,l see trees,but l don’t know
how they bloom ,why the bear luscious fruits?
Are they like me ,they don’t know why they came to be?
l don’t know ! l don’t know !
(V) l remember nothing of my past being and l can’t,
predict my coming years or what they are hiding?
l know l have a self,but l don’t know what it is?
So when would myself knows itself?l don’t know ! l don’t know!
(VI) l feel a struggle brewing within me ,
can a devil and an angle inhabit me ?
Bad and good fighting to invade me.
Why they keep disputing ?
Why they can’t get along? l don’t know .
(VII) Why cries accompany me not laughs ?
Why pain befriends me not Joy ?
Am l sane or am l insane ?
Did l loss all,how it happened ?
l don’t know! l don’t know !
(VIII) Am l going to be send back after l depart the world?
Aged , young ? Am l going to know myself?
Or l am to be no more ? l don’t know ! l don’t know !
(( May the new year opens the closed doors to help us understand our mission in this earth life.There is a definite reason why we were born in a certain time and a certain place.Are we going to try to unravel the mystery or we are going to let it be ? Have a bright and beautiful 2014 everyone , and to my dear 1725 followers l say thank you .Jalal Michael Sabbagh.http//gravatar.com/jmsabbagh86@gmail.com))

L i e N o t ! / Compassion.


Broken porcelain vases are hard to mend.jms

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Lie not,lie not,l saw you together .

Lay aside your synthetic crying,

l began to hate deceptive tears ;

how cheap are they,bluntly trying ?

They are running down from eyes ever lying.

Your tears defy reality and the affair denying.

l heard you yearning ,l watched your gazes,

Fixed upon his face piercing his lips with longing.

Your arms were embracing him madly ,

You kindled a burning fire in my chest,

l felt knives tearing to pieces my waist .

My wild thoughts began to blame me ,

For allowing myself to bless your lies ,

Beside condemning my doubting surmise.

Should l say she didn’t care?

Should l remember how may time you did swear?

Don’t be ashamed ,l am not here you to scare.

l am the one who taught you to love ,

l am here not to blame you or to dare,

l am…

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