16.8.10
Performing Out of the ashes
Performing my First Poem, at the talent show during the Teen Summit 2010 activities, it was a great experience I'll never forget about.
17.7.10
Out of the ashes
I thought I would, I thought I will
I thought, I thought I should
I thought I could, I thought…I thought, I thought, I thought,
But I…never thought I shouldn’t have thought…
I didn’t think life is easy, but didn’t know it was this hard…
Now I know why, now I know why, now I know…
Now I know why intimidation comes like cancer to my dreams.
Now I know why people didn’t like to dream…
It felt so easy for me, so…entertaining…to dream
Scars for the first time left on my soul
I knew it’s all to believe, to believe I could…
I believed I could…but wait a second, believe?
Believe I could, believe I deserve, believe a dream?
To believe a dream is a phoenix was hard,
As I kept pouring life in my struggling dream,
It was easier to believe the dream was a phoenix,
But…it’s a phoenix because of me giving my life to it to live before I die.
Before…before tears come tasteless, before I reach the unfound ground.
The ground I thought would be…resting…, I kept falling, falling down but nothing was there.
Nothing but space, I was looking towards the sky as I kept falling.
Wait! That ground is above… above the sky!
I was obviously falling for so long to think the ground is above…
I was falling for so much time that I thought the right way was the opposite,
And now again I thought, but it’s now when I have to think…
Thoughts shall be useful this time, and yes! A thought
I thought I could fall towards the sky! And I left my head up pointed to the sky
To fall up, to fall up towards the stars, it’s all unreal to be falling away from the ground.
It’s now…I’m falling up closer and closer to my ground,
The ground I will be cuddling, looking down to the sky as I sleep with joy
Coffining the death of despair and helpless birds which were dying with no life given back…
Now I can say I’m on the ground, looking…down towards the sky…
I thought, I thought I should
I thought I could, I thought…I thought, I thought, I thought,
But I…never thought I shouldn’t have thought…
I didn’t think life is easy, but didn’t know it was this hard…
Now I know why, now I know why, now I know…
Now I know why intimidation comes like cancer to my dreams.
Now I know why people didn’t like to dream…
It felt so easy for me, so…entertaining…to dream
Scars for the first time left on my soul
I knew it’s all to believe, to believe I could…
I believed I could…but wait a second, believe?
Believe I could, believe I deserve, believe a dream?
To believe a dream is a phoenix was hard,
As I kept pouring life in my struggling dream,
It was easier to believe the dream was a phoenix,
But…it’s a phoenix because of me giving my life to it to live before I die.
Before…before tears come tasteless, before I reach the unfound ground.
The ground I thought would be…resting…, I kept falling, falling down but nothing was there.
Nothing but space, I was looking towards the sky as I kept falling.
Wait! That ground is above… above the sky!
I was obviously falling for so long to think the ground is above…
I was falling for so much time that I thought the right way was the opposite,
And now again I thought, but it’s now when I have to think…
Thoughts shall be useful this time, and yes! A thought
I thought I could fall towards the sky! And I left my head up pointed to the sky
To fall up, to fall up towards the stars, it’s all unreal to be falling away from the ground.
It’s now…I’m falling up closer and closer to my ground,
The ground I will be cuddling, looking down to the sky as I sleep with joy
Coffining the death of despair and helpless birds which were dying with no life given back…
Now I can say I’m on the ground, looking…down towards the sky…
11.7.10
Arcane
Have you ever wondered from where did the harmony between colors emerge? Some colors are great when placed together and some others are displeasing. I think this look that we have towards color and arrangements is derived from our existence on this Earth.
Have you ever noticed that there are no displeasing color arrangements found in nature? I mean look at the shore facing the sea, totally perfect, brown and blue are well known for being good friends, look at the sky in a cloudy day, grey and blue are great too. Some other examples might be a tree, green and brown, possibly a galaxy as well containing glorious colors and grades which are so harmonic.
I think perfection in art comes from what’s based on our universe principles and outlines, straight lines in general are not found that often in nature, you can guess an example on straight lines that is light, but how can you make sure it’s a total straight line? What if it’s a very small segment of a very gigantic circle? What if the wrong side of our tools is hiding these facts? And light is not always a straight line, it curves in some certain circumstances; it’s why straight lines are not always fine in art.
I don’t think you can find much of symmetry in nature excluding science, symmetrical is not perfect any more, the principle our world was created on is an organizing chaos, it’s a chaos that keeps organizing beings, materials, planets, atoms, orbits and everything else, and that’s perfection! It’s the principle of the Big-Bang theory, the universe (time, space and atom) was out of a zero dimensional basic atom which is not an atom, it’s THE NOTHING that we were created from by the hands of God, and that’s the only reason why it’s perfect…
Science that we have is approaching perfection, the perfection that is perfect in our eyes, but not the Ultimate perfection that is only found in God’s creations, the Ultimate that we will never be able to reach because we are the creations of God. But the Ultimate that we can see when we look at ourselves with the eyes of true purity. It’s all inside of us, the Ultimate Perfection that is a leading path to realise God.
The principle our consciousness was built on is an opposite of the one our universe was built on, our universe is a chaos that organises, and our consciousness is a chaos that keeps being organised, to realise what I’m talking about look at the sky in the night, you can see the stars filling the sky, after moments of meditating you’ll start collecting these dots to make straight lines, and then to make basic shapes, and maybe characters later,(the reason behind zodiacs) same happens when you look at the sky in the morning, when you see clouds and in seconds start seeing them looking like an animal or a sentence or whatever. Why not take it as pure chaos? Well it’s the way we were built to think, because the kind of perfection we pursue (not the Ultimate one) is only found in symmetry and calculations, science is the kind of human related perfection that in the end of each part of it leads to the Ultimate perfection that borders any other kind of perfection.
God created us this way, because the kind of chaos that is organizing will lead us nowhere except towards craziness! Because it’s truly too much to handle for our un-reaching but still exquisite brains, and the prove is that you can’t make a car move efficiently if it didn’t have symmetrical circular wheels.
We can imitate but will never be able to create any Ultimately perfected creations because this Ultimate perfection was before the start of everything and so even if we were able to create Ultimately perfected creations it still is imitation…
Have you ever noticed that there are no displeasing color arrangements found in nature? I mean look at the shore facing the sea, totally perfect, brown and blue are well known for being good friends, look at the sky in a cloudy day, grey and blue are great too. Some other examples might be a tree, green and brown, possibly a galaxy as well containing glorious colors and grades which are so harmonic.
I think perfection in art comes from what’s based on our universe principles and outlines, straight lines in general are not found that often in nature, you can guess an example on straight lines that is light, but how can you make sure it’s a total straight line? What if it’s a very small segment of a very gigantic circle? What if the wrong side of our tools is hiding these facts? And light is not always a straight line, it curves in some certain circumstances; it’s why straight lines are not always fine in art.
I don’t think you can find much of symmetry in nature excluding science, symmetrical is not perfect any more, the principle our world was created on is an organizing chaos, it’s a chaos that keeps organizing beings, materials, planets, atoms, orbits and everything else, and that’s perfection! It’s the principle of the Big-Bang theory, the universe (time, space and atom) was out of a zero dimensional basic atom which is not an atom, it’s THE NOTHING that we were created from by the hands of God, and that’s the only reason why it’s perfect…
Science that we have is approaching perfection, the perfection that is perfect in our eyes, but not the Ultimate perfection that is only found in God’s creations, the Ultimate that we will never be able to reach because we are the creations of God. But the Ultimate that we can see when we look at ourselves with the eyes of true purity. It’s all inside of us, the Ultimate Perfection that is a leading path to realise God.
The principle our consciousness was built on is an opposite of the one our universe was built on, our universe is a chaos that organises, and our consciousness is a chaos that keeps being organised, to realise what I’m talking about look at the sky in the night, you can see the stars filling the sky, after moments of meditating you’ll start collecting these dots to make straight lines, and then to make basic shapes, and maybe characters later,(the reason behind zodiacs) same happens when you look at the sky in the morning, when you see clouds and in seconds start seeing them looking like an animal or a sentence or whatever. Why not take it as pure chaos? Well it’s the way we were built to think, because the kind of perfection we pursue (not the Ultimate one) is only found in symmetry and calculations, science is the kind of human related perfection that in the end of each part of it leads to the Ultimate perfection that borders any other kind of perfection.
God created us this way, because the kind of chaos that is organizing will lead us nowhere except towards craziness! Because it’s truly too much to handle for our un-reaching but still exquisite brains, and the prove is that you can’t make a car move efficiently if it didn’t have symmetrical circular wheels.
We can imitate but will never be able to create any Ultimately perfected creations because this Ultimate perfection was before the start of everything and so even if we were able to create Ultimately perfected creations it still is imitation…
10.4.10
Mascot
My first heart beat is my first dream, my first cloud to walk on, and my first note to hear…
Have you ever believed in a dream more than you believe in everything you can touch in this world? Have you ever closed your eyes and realized you can’t stop seeing? Have you ever thought a blink of an eye can be a switch between two worlds? Can you tell which world is real? Can you proof they are both not real? Can you convince me you are only found in the present?
What if I told you that where you are now is where you wished to be yesterday? Would that make sense? What if I told that when you are right now is a choice you have taken? Can you ask yourself where you are? Can you describe when you are without saying:”the present”?
In a second I escape what you call reality into another reality of my own, or what you would call a dream. You have to live the dream before you live it in your reality, you have to see everything in your dream with high quality that you won’t tell it apart from reality, and that’s my mascot…
I don’t see black when I close my eyes, I see black when I tell my self I’m not seeing even when my eyes are still open.
Silence will never sing in my ears, I will keep hearing the sound of happy tiredness after I win the completion I set for myself.
I see the sky with blue, and it’s only because I was taught to see it with blue. I have the right to see my sky with the color I would like to see it with, this is my world and my dreams are orders to every citizen living inside the universe of myself.
When your “reality” gets so boring and depressing, you may depict your own reality, and if you were a true believer, the two realities will be one as fast as thunder after lightning.
You are the scariest bullet against yourself, and you are the most glamorous butterfly…
9.3.10
MuteSpot concept
Mutespot is a visionary concept that allows wireless Bluetooth powered gadgets to control your cell phone via a technology called UPnP.
As for the first type of MuteSpot, it’s a highly strategic kind of arrangement, it switches your cell phone to a special profile called “On street” once you step in the car with the engine on, this particular profile is an automatic cell phone answer machine that plays a personal prerecorded voice message telling the caller your driving or what ever, it also asks the caller to call later unless it’s an argent emergency, if it is the driver will be notified to stop and answer the call, calls won’t be available unless the gear is on “Park”.
In the case of short messages, an SMS will be sent as an automatic response for the sender, telling him that the driver is not ready to answer the call, and asking to call the driver if it’s an emergency.
A special lock state will be facing the user while in vehicle, to guaranty users don't text while driving.
Regarding the second type of MuteSpot, it switches your cell phone to the “Silent” profile once you step in a restaurant, hospital, work shipping place or a library.
This feature is widely needed to avoid embarrassments, and to make sure cell phones are not causing any kind of annoyance to anyone.
As for the third type of MuteSpot, it switches your cell phone off or switches it to the “Offline” profile once you step in an area where it’s dangerous to have radio transmitting, this particular feature is necessary when it comes to gas stations, hospitals, airports and aero planes.
All of these connections will be done without the knowledge or the permission of the driver.
It’s not assured that such concept can be developed, but I’m sure that with some effort it can be true. Logos will be placed all over the places with such policy, including vehicles.
This feature can be disabled by the user.
It's not something that should be developed to make sure drivers don't kill themselves or anybody else, everyone knows raising awareness is the best way, but this is just a small glimpse of how we can make technology capable of protecting us.
Hope you like it Oprah!
15.2.10
12 Decembers
The unrevealed sun lights the candle of darkness in my heart, looking through the noises of winds fighting everything. Rain in my summer! life is not life without you; my life will start when this emptiness is dead.
When I think about you, I remember how to turn sadness into happiness; I remember how to see the orange leaves in autumn with green. Only you can clean my window that’s covered with coffin-like ghosts.
December never comes when you're with me... It wears other clothes so I can't see it, it's what you do to me; my pencil will have the wisdom to write irrational words describing the beauty found in you... Skies of blue make my day when a glimpse of you takes me to the next sky, alive and awake.
Roses under the candle light blinds my sight to see your face, the prodigy of our love might be young, but years of love equal days of normality, tranquility escapes from my heart when I hear you’re near.
Violins start playing notes I’ve written without a pen, they start playing on their own, I feel my self breathing every melody, and I see the world in another eye, an eye colored with the color of love.
I don’t feel cold beneath the raining clouds of your perfection, although my sleeves are short, and I’m not carrying an umbrella, I’m feeling wet and happy.
Some might make fun of me being the crazy one I am, but the only thing I hear is your voice when you’re close to me, when your breath is close enough to warm my trembling lungs, when you’re close, I give up every other joy, you is all I have and all I need, your hair and it’s infinite brightness, your soft skin that makes me so afraid to hurt it, your lips framing a smile that can’t be avoided, your touch of grace alights the stars in my sky.
My house is behind, I’ve passed it by when I was living in my new home around you, I don’t care if it’s locked up or not, all I care about is my new home surrounding you, all I care about is my place in our nest next to you, there is nothing to fear. Our love will grow up, like a struggling small river among the cold rocks.
I’m an ember, burning slowly trying to fight to the winds and the tears I’m crying, I know you will stop my tears from killing my core.
When I think about you, I remember how to turn sadness into happiness; I remember how to see the orange leaves in autumn with green. Only you can clean my window that’s covered with coffin-like ghosts.
December never comes when you're with me... It wears other clothes so I can't see it, it's what you do to me; my pencil will have the wisdom to write irrational words describing the beauty found in you... Skies of blue make my day when a glimpse of you takes me to the next sky, alive and awake.
Roses under the candle light blinds my sight to see your face, the prodigy of our love might be young, but years of love equal days of normality, tranquility escapes from my heart when I hear you’re near.
Violins start playing notes I’ve written without a pen, they start playing on their own, I feel my self breathing every melody, and I see the world in another eye, an eye colored with the color of love.
I don’t feel cold beneath the raining clouds of your perfection, although my sleeves are short, and I’m not carrying an umbrella, I’m feeling wet and happy.
Some might make fun of me being the crazy one I am, but the only thing I hear is your voice when you’re close to me, when your breath is close enough to warm my trembling lungs, when you’re close, I give up every other joy, you is all I have and all I need, your hair and it’s infinite brightness, your soft skin that makes me so afraid to hurt it, your lips framing a smile that can’t be avoided, your touch of grace alights the stars in my sky.
My house is behind, I’ve passed it by when I was living in my new home around you, I don’t care if it’s locked up or not, all I care about is my new home surrounding you, all I care about is my place in our nest next to you, there is nothing to fear. Our love will grow up, like a struggling small river among the cold rocks.
I’m an ember, burning slowly trying to fight to the winds and the tears I’m crying, I know you will stop my tears from killing my core.
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