Lady Breeze

Indirectly, you teached me a lot, and I appreciate it :) - MA  

"The heart never suffers when it goes in search of its dream, because every moment of the search is a step towards encountering God and Eternity." The Alchemist- Paulo Coelho 

What is right for you is not necesarily right for others , What is easy for you is not always easy for somebody else , What is hard for you might not be hard for your friend or your foe , What makes you Happy can make another person cry! It is in the acceptence of this that humans should learn that we are all different from eachother and it is that exact difference that makes us eachothers mentors and teachers on the twisting path called Life! I think,there is no such thing as right or wrong! What does not kill you makes you stronger , The lists of so called " cliches " goes on forever but cliches can only become cliches when they contain a certain amount of Truth . Try to look at a person without judging them, see with a childs eyes , be open and not rigid in your beliefs concerning the world and the people inhibiting it and True wonders will appear, right now, in front of you, everyday, for the rest of your life ..

In a kingdom of Arabia lived a queen called Layla. Her wisdom illuminated the land like the sun, her beauty blinded men, and her wealth was greater than any of her subjects. One morning, her chief advisor asked to see her, and said: - Great queen Layla! You are the wisest, most beautiful and wealthiest women in the world. But I have heard unpleasant things; some people laugh at or complain about your decisions. Why, in spite of all you have done for your subjects, are they still not content? The queen laughed and replied: - Loyal advisor, you know how much I have done for my kingdom. Seven regions are under my control, and all of them have enjoyed peace and prosperity. In all the towns, the decisions of my court are just and inspired. "I can do almost everything I wish. I can order the frontiers to be closed, the gates of the palace to be locked, the treasury coffers sealed indefinitely. "But there is one thing I cannot do: make the people shut their mouths. It matt...

One of the great classics of all literature, Homer’s “Odyssey,” tells of the return of the hero Ulysses to the island of Ithaca , where his wife Penelope has been waiting for him for over ten years. Ulysses undergoes all sorts of challenges but eventually returns home. Many centuries later, another Greek poet, Constantine Cavafys , dealt with this homecoming in a different manner, creating one of the most beautiful metaphors of this journey in search of our dreams. While the drama of the “Odyssey” centers on the difficulties in arriving and in the suffering of the beloved wife, in Cavafys’ poetry exactly the opposite is asked of Ulysses: he should enjoy the journey and experience all that needs to be lived. Below, the poem by Cavafis: When you set out on your journey to Ithaca pray that the road is long, Full of adventure, full of knowledge. The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops, the angry find such as these on your path if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine emotion touche...

Today I came to the point that we will never, ever have the chance one day to be able to change our parents. Believe me, it’s true. They are stubborn! They think they are always, all the time right and that is, because they are elder and more experience in life, BUT I always believe that: 1) people are different, 2) no one is perfect, 3) everyone is mistakable. because that’s in our nature. We are not machines! But in the end they are your parents, you have to respect them and their point of views, even when you know exactly they are totally wrong, just try to ignore it and show them you are satisfied with their ideas.. Who knows, maybe someday,.. maybe someday they will realize that you were right at the end. Life’s language says," The more you “give”, the more you “get”".

The moment you see her/him, you will feel instantly attracted to her/him.  It starts in your gut and moves up your spine.  It gets into your heart where you start to feel the “warm and fuzzy”.  From there it gets into your head – and at that point you’re finished… you are in Love .

I haven’t written for a while, simply because I was too busy and I was lacking on a topic. I don’t know what I should write about. I think that someday I will find the purpose of my life. Only then I will be able to write something of true substance. I guess whatever I end up writing will be most probably about experiences I had in my life, about Philosophy, Life, Literature, Wisdom, about my love to Egypt, Art, Friends, Dreams, Emotions, Thoughts, knowledge, Love, Future etc etc.

(Whispered) Let me be your hero Would you dance if I asked you to dance? Would you run and never look back Would you cry if you saw me crying Would you save my soul tonight? Would you tremble if I touched your lips? Would you laugh oh please tell me these Now would you die for the one you love? Hold me in your arms tonight? (Chorus) I can be you hero baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever You can take my breath away Would you swear that you'll always be mine? Would you lie would you run away Am I in to deep? Have I lost my mind? I don't care you're here tonight Chorus I just want to hold you (2x) Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind? Well I don't care you're here tonight Chorus (2x) You can take my breath my breath away I can be your hero

I can't get rid of the feeling that most people spend a big amount of their time pretending to be someone they're not. Why? But figuring out who one really is might only be possible by finding out who one wants to be or doesn't want to be. And then, still on the way to become that ideal person , still on the way, one may find oneself and the self will look at you as if it'd waited a long time, saying 'where have you been? I've been searching you'

"Ludovico Einaudi - Le Onde" Somewhere far away, There are people loving And People hating. Somewhere out there, You will hear about People laughing And people crying. Somewhere out there There are people searching for their rights And people just enjoying their lives Somewhere far away, Someone might be thinking of me Maybe me too. Somehow people think I’m crazy, But they don’t understand. They say I have gone mad Yea, I might gone mad But they don’t know how I feel ‘cause in the end of the day Someone’s talking back. Every Morning,   I wake up early and train to jump into the sun . It's always so far away. Every Night, When the stars light on my room I sit by myself And wish you would be right next to me It’s somewhere out there, Somewhere far away.