Yea, that’s me. But ever looked at yourself so long in the mirror, that you don’t recognize yourself anymore? Ever looked at your face in a way so profound that you start to discover how you really look?
The way your face is built or designed, the scars that was buried so deep in your skin, even your big nose, or at least my nose is BIG. I’m used to it.
But that’s not really the case gentleman, sometimes you stare at the mirror so long in a way, you start to see “through you”. You see yourself in relation to the outside world, like how far you have come, how much you survived, and specially how old did you become.
Sometimes it gets to a point where it’s just two different people, staring at each other while you’re the third looking at them, I know, it gets so trippy sometimes, but the reason I’m talking about this is because I haven’t done that in a while now, in a way yes, I don’t recongnize myself anymore, which makes me realise how we neglect ourselves sometimes, and be so distracted with life problems and issues, in a way we forget about ourselves, Most of these problems are external trust me… I always say that:
“External circumstances, affect your internal balance”
But that’s not a rule, because, what I mean by it, is how are you willing to react to those circumstances — and careful, there will be a moment when you will indrectly allow them to ruin your inner peace. Take that as a reminder.
So yea, sit back and relax sometimes, enjoy the show, and when you enjoy the show, you are just there, present.
One of my favorite comedians of all time, George Carlin, once said “When you’re born in this world, you’re given a ticket to the freak show, and when you’re born in America, you’re given a front row-seat, and some of us get to sit there with notebooks, and I’m a notebook kinda guy…”
Except that he didn’t live in Tunisia. gotcha Goerge!
This is not Chapter one, by the way, It looked appealing in my head, a lot of chapters have passed, you realize along the way that people come and go, but there are those who fucking stick. I don’t know how, but trust me when I tell you, you can see it, and you deeply know it.
Therefore I’m blessed.
I’m blessed to have you around me, through thick and thin. Thank you for gracing me with your presence every fucking time.
I’ve always been skeptical about love. but guess what, I feel loved by someone who also been skeptical about love. So that right there ladies and gentleman is true love. This analogy dude, looks like a headline for this article.
Chapter 1: Love. What is it?
But enough distractions!
Now let’s go speed writing mode shall we? Alter bridge — Addicted to pain is playing, I didn’t choose that song, it just auto played, the best BPM for me to write without thinking, let’s fucking go, let these nigga thoughts flow, so yea rbk, each one of us had his fair share of hurting the other, the pain is real, you fucking feel it taking your soul away, from every direction. but I don’t know what is it, sometimes you value person so much in a way it backfires, maybe that was our way to express our love at some point along the way, ama no matter what are the “circumstances” you are my roots, just like when I neglect myself and the mirror analogy, i neglect you, it is painful for you as much as it is for me, in a way you find yourself, roaming in a cirlce of bad behavior, i’m sorry. i’d say you are the best thing that happened to me, but that’s not my thoughts flowing because it’s just something i saw in a fucking romantic movie or some shit, but this is not romance, fuck that romance, it only lasts 2 hours in a fucking movie, it’s all sunshine and rainbows but guess what, that was just 2 hours, trust me after the movie ended, body parts flying everywhere and fights from every direction, romance is more than that, your intelligence, your presence, your aura, the strong character you showcase, the way you handle things and fucking learn new information, you are fucking amazing, you are the closest person to me, and im sorry if i made you feel otherwise, but I feel better, because i got to write something and clear some thoughts out, ya bouzaaaaferrrruu nhebekk you have no idea how my energy is so connected to yours, in a way nhess haja is wrong, netba3bess fi rassi, w ma3adech i think straight, but ‘ill find balance in that, but eemaaann is there and things will get better, let us also enjoy the show a little bit, and grab a notebook, and observe people’s behavior and observe this existence together, breath, live it all, and consume whatever we can consume, team at, is on the hunt begin! still a lot of shit to talk about and a lot of chapters to come, maybe i’ll write more maybe not? I don’t know, maybe when i read this again, i’ll change my mind who knows, but how about this? i’ll keep a promise here, to keep and cherish, and maybe every article i end it with a promise to myself so here goes nothing. ********************************************************
19/03/2021 / yea there’s more to write about hmmmmmm OUUPPSS