Here We Go Again, and Again.

Decisions are often based on particular situations in a man's life. 
More often than not, they are largely dependent on the over evaluation of one's strength. One can only assume he can do so much.


And I've always fancied avoiding decisions, with a passion. The fool you create of yourself in front of yourself later is often related to a mistake that occurred due to a decision you've falsely made at a moment of weakness or an absent-minded state.


I've taken one about a month ago.


Watch me regret it later.

Cutting Wires

I was asked to choose between a lifetime access to The Playboy Mansion and being with the woman I fancy, given that there was one. I pondered.

I never wanted more from life than what I deserve. Just like you, I'm leaving it less than an ordinary batch of dust. But yet, all these wanderings never seize to surrender into the art of testing the "what ifs" that pop in my head every awkward given moment.

A week prior to Ramadan, I exhaled as if it's my last given night on earth. I've drowned myself in what is to be my fountain of life, looking it straight in the eye as if I reckon exactly what it's about.

"You bluntly kid us, and yourself". Those were the words I uttered lying in the bed after a night of banging drums and instincts floating about.

It's a month after Ramadan, the moment repeats itself. My brain is caught smoking shisha in between my country, my choice-less existence and my weary mind. Correct answers depart my brain.

So I feed on a chunk of imagination on daily basis. I wouldn't have existed without it.

But I keep in mind that life is looking forward to, more often than not, eradicate your heart.

A Picture And A Thought

 

Barbarella: Because the sexiest Sci-Fi chick is NOT Princess Leia.

I went home but even there, my radar caught bad signals.

I think I have missed on something concerning life that I'm trying to compensate with music.

Social interaction is something I'm strictly mediocre at. Some tend to describe me as too social for my own good and others state it clearly that I'm way beyond that, when I'm not in the right state of mind or mood.

I find myself lost for the right words at the most perfect of moments. I excel at screwing it up, and in the furthest ways possible to anyone's mind.

I've been denied this more than once, it still tackles my every sense that I do. 

I deal with depth as an ordinary matter. This doesn't mean you should too.

Dis-connect

It’s comical when you're on the search for something to complete what could be a random daily routine act and stumble upon what seems to be a slight note from your past.

The existence of whatever it is that influences many of the acts you do not completely comprehend or digest, let alone the rest of population.

A shame it is, when we lose ourselves to the roads of the next day and scarcely realize that we are who we are because of something that took place many yesterdays from now.

Ever realized how many hot nights you had to live in order to be where you're sitting at this moment, enjoying the AC of a small shrine you've made your own?

No one has any idea what the last year was for me. Let alone 2008. I will still bury them in the sand of every coming year.

Happy whatever it is you celebrate.

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Childhood's end?

5 Downloads of the Month

1- Don't Leave My Mind/ Azure Ray 

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2- Boats and Birds/ Gregory & The Hawk

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3- Underground/ Tom Waits

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4- Human Racing/ St. Vincent 

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5- 1000 People/ Blackfield

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22 July 2010 - Tomorrow

Because so far, this is what matters to me the most.

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So Long .. 6 Months Old Copybook

Caution: Moaning Included
I have lost a copybook full of lyrics, financial statuses, set-lists, notes for Egoz/Solo band, fans' e-mail addresses, passwords for sites & etc.

I'm quite sure I should go bizerk by now but I'm keeping a good head up. If I'm able to refresh the very tired memory of mine I might pull off a few of the songs. Got no chance to say goodbye to the other ones. They're probably being read by moron, who'd sell them for cheap drugs, or basically throw them to a pack of ill mannered dogs in the street to have a written word festival.

But yes, It could have been worse. I could have lost my self. We all do at some point in our day..

This picture takes place after a concert, where I have lost an older copybook, for the lack of a photographed expression after the loss of the current one. Just copy and paste, to the future that is. 
Oh Lord ...

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Don't ever, EVER, underestimate this man.

One More Thing ...

The process, is near completion.

I am not too far from the truth.

You may have thought you knew me, one day

But you're miles away from everything else

I am keeping myself from the outside.

I shall remain there until I find myself again.

I will make sure I touch the gloom.

and yet, see the light.

Ramblings in Minor

I have left years behind me and friends that used to find my sayings make perfect sense. I do not like dwelling in my own cocoon but it is comfortable.

I've been roaming the streets yesterday for an hour before sleeping. Looking at the few lights remaining at the city, which is Cairo at its most elegant. My memory revisits this street at a younger age.

Honestly, I would not like to turn back time. But if I was asked to, I'd turn it back to childhood, when everything was still brand new to the eyes. When the sight of the simplest thing used to electrify you. When you had crushes on older people and waiting for the day you grow up and "fit in".

I happen to like that. It's pretty much your own history. It is something that has taken a place in you. Whenever I am at a certain spot, I usually make sure I have my camera as well as my mp3 player. If I'm lucky enough, my memory scans the scenery & records the background music, while my camera takes the helping shots. 

Time passes, and you find out how the music visualize the scenery in front of your eyes again. Indescribable.

I wrote a song about this that I'm afraid will see the light of day in my songbook. It easily relates to the theme. There is something of many things childish about it; Don't underestimate that.

Sorry world, I'm somewhere else.

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Me? Gary Poppins?

Look At Us

It's always a good thing to wake up and see people smiling. Everybody cheering each other and there's hardly a frown.

I have these two quotations in my hands that I have to take care of. Inara George is singing in my ears and I am looking at things through the eyes of her music. Tonight my music will be jolly, too.

It's a good morning, and I shall seize it.

A Conversation

She: Turn off John Mayer
He: Why?
She: I'm bored of him.
He: But this song's good. In fact, I want you to listen to the lyrics.
She: What's the name of this one?
He: "St.Patrick's Day"
She: I'm not Irish.
He: ..I know that?
She:  So why should I focus on the lyrics?
He: Just do it.
She: pff..O.K.
............
She: It's nice
He: Finally, it is of grace that...(gets interrupted)
She: Hey! Doesn't this guy look like the dude from Red Hot Chilli Peppers?

Don't fall for certainties..

..for they have issues.

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The daddy of Rock 'n' Roll?

Romantic Expression

I like you more than Mrs. Butterworth's.