Category: Under the threshold (writing fragments)

My observations in Morocco are of beauty and elegenace. This country is truly beautiful. I stayed 4 days in Tangier, one day in  Chefchaouen and 2 days in Rabat (the capital). The breeze at 7am from my window that overlooks the Mediterranean is crisp. From my window on the 5th floor in the Rif Hotel… Continue reading First time in Morocco

Time is a treacherous creation Compartmentalizing the idea of us, shrinking instead of stretching it Why?   I learnt that the universe is expanding. That we are expanding under the canopy we’ve built to observe beauty. It’s not false but it’s not wholly true. Hubble said that the universe is accelerating, That those who are… Continue reading Untitled

I started reading Wasteland For the fourth times for i’ve never finished it. Is it a wasted time? No.  

اتصفح الفيسبوك كمهرب من دراستي المتكدسة, اشاهد فيديو وهو يرقص بشغف على انغام مشروع ليلى. يشدني. حسن رابح. حسن رابح. الرابج سيبقى وحيدا, اتذكر عنوان رواية لم اقراها بعد, مكدسة على مكتبتي كبقية الكتب الاخرى المتواجدة التي اعلم انني لن اقراها ولكن احتفظ بها لسبب مجهول. الرابح سيبقى وحيدا, الرابح بماذا؟ ولماذا سيبقة وحيدا؟ من… Continue reading حسن الذي ربح

He rolled his third cigarrette in the span of half an hour and said: “I stopped eating meat because I don’t want to be a slave to the consumerism”, this was his reply to my announcement that I’m vegetarian because I simply don’t want to eat animals. I noticed his very dope lighter or should… Continue reading The Hipster Hub of Haifa (aka,HHH)

  Aleppo is burning and all i can afford is holding a tear and writing these words behind a screen in a comfortable room on a comfortable chair with nothing but the sound of the air conditioner.   An attempt to self-appease and self-validate. Attempt doomed to be futile for all I do is witness… Continue reading Shame

What are we to do? Nothing. Not even feel sad, for despondent feelings are only self-appeasing To feel better about ourselves under the guise of humanity. We will not do anything Despite all these campaigns, funding or changing your profile picture to stand with Aleppo All the litanies and implorations for mercy Nothing We will… Continue reading Aleppo

As much as the title sounds ironic and cynical, it can be true; what if i died at the age of 40 ha? well that’s the written destiny that i have no inkling of (i used to believe that only God knows that but then i questioned God’s knolwedge and intentions, that was followed by skepticism… Continue reading mid-life crisis at the age of 20

Is my first time running in a race, that being said I ran the 10k route today. There were three options 10k, half a marathon, a whole marathon. It was a surreal experience, not just because it’s my first time running in a race but also because it’s in Bethlehem. A city suffocated by walls… Continue reading Observations in the 4th Palestine Marathon.

from temporality sprouts beauty the ephemeral scent gives flowers their beauty if they were infinite plastice ones, all they collect will be dust. People are temporary too which makes the mission of holding onto the ones we love more important.