Allergic

In a hospital for people allergic to strawberry, it was not allowed even to enter strawberry to the hospital so it won't be someone who eats it by mistake.
One day the window cleaner who lives there and never goes out wanted to eat strawberry. That guy said to the first patient don't u know how beautiful is the color of strawberry? And he said to the second how beautiful it is the touch of strawberry... And told to the third that strawberry has a lot of health benefits.... Convinced the forth that having strawberry is a right... And so on...
At the end of the day the window cleaner stood and shouted high "We Want Strawberry" and all the patients in the hospital stood and scream "We Want Strawberry"
Then the window cleaner stood and shouted "We won't have our medicine till we get strawberry" and the echo of his words were heard all over the hospital, the walls has shaken, yes strawberry is a need and a must to be brought to that hospital.
The second day a big truck of strawberry was brought to the hospital, every one had his share and hidden it well, every one was smiling, the window cleaner enjoyed the taste, and the patients enjoyed victory... Few days later a rotten odor was all over the place.

How is it your mistake?

Stop talking politics start talking economics
Stop talking religious sectors start talking spiritual
Stop talking favors start talking social activity
Stop nagging start voting pure Lebanese
Stop Hunting birds start drawing birds
Stop drowning in history start writing history again

People I Met: Promenade

My enemy holds a mirror reflecting my strength points

My ally holds a mirror reflecting my weakness points

And a good companion polishes well those mirrors to avoid distraction

 
It all started long time ago, as I remember Shad was bolder than Geo.
Walking around on the border of the river in that wildness near their town.
Shad silent as always, but very attentive, I can't really tell what's in his mind.
Geo walking right after him, is a bit loud but seems that the silence of Shad is really dominating.
During there walk Geo wanted  to jump high and scream loud, he tried many times to pass Shad so he can take lead and enjoy his space, but this always failed he even once broke his nose cause Shad made him fall.
The walk continues, walk down in the town, with time Geo has learned well how to pass Shad, he made his big move and here he is dancing jumping, with no boundaries.
The tempo of the dance goes faster passing in between the shops then Geo gets a sudden hit on his head.
Shad gets near him, takes him by his hand to help him up, and here he gets a sudden punch on his nose. A look of anger on Geo's face, red eyes staring toward Shad, first person was Shad to be blamed the reason was not clear not even in the mind of Geo, but Shad has to be blamed.
Stayed there on the ground while Shad walks away, cold blood as always.
In vain Geo tried to carry on with his dance, a sudden fear broke into his heart, a low experienced person like him will be shocked after this accident, a merchant came close to him and said to him: "son you can't do it, here you are some water and relax."
He tries to stand again and jump high as before, but he simply couldn't, he developed a fear from his entourage, so his heart told him to go follow Shad again.
again the walk continues, Geo is in the back again reviewing and feeling that fight between safety and independence. Now away from people, in that road in the mountains the most relaxing and dreamy ambiance. Shad goes slower and slower, anger again gets over Geo who almost stepped over Shad's feet. this time he does not express his anger, Shad even kept going slower without talking till he stopped. That same look in his eyes, never ever changing, he sat down, Geo never questions the acts of Shad even that it always provokes him, time taught him not to question also taught him how to read behind the poker face of Shad. Breeze and beauty, sitting there comfort sneaks again to the heart of Geo especially that he managed to have a short conversation with Shad, very soon enthusiasm shines in the eyes of Geo and he starts to make some moves and few steps of a new dance. Dance dance smile and go high, the dance get more harmonious and intense, imaginary music plays in the head of Geo only Shad can hear it. Till a sudden move and Geo disappears, he slips and falls around few meters down... Still high from the dance the smile never leaves his face and his silent dance turns into a loud laugh with no clue how to get out of the hole he got him self into it. A sound of rattling made him jump high enough to catch the hand of Shad and get out of there.
Pick up there stuff and continues down the hill to the neighbor town, rare are the words and long is the conversation. New people there, they already met some of them but all connections has been cut so a short salutation is enough while each proceeds with his business.
"My friend the merchant who offered you the water, has always dreamed to be a dancer but he mistaken the words of life and thought it told him no one can ever be a dancer, and the rattling you heard was not a snake."

Walk of a living man

It's a walk in a foggy path, It's a path you never walked before nor you'll pass through it again, walking with complete confidence merged with persistent fear.

People I Met: Responsibility

There is that little Island that has sufficient resources where you can live in peace with the little it affords to you. It seems that all the people of that Island are dreamers, big dreamers.
Walking around, between the people having a coffee with them all you have to is close your eyes and imagine that depending on what they say this little Island will become the most exiting place on earth soon, very soon it will be a land of heroes and land of creativity. This was Home-town
Geo was born in Home-town and got used to it, it offered him safety and stability, it was great, except for one thing it's people are dreamers, Geo felt in love with their dreams they became his idols.
Till one day he woke up and found their dreams eating him alive, Geo looked around nothing changed he is growing older, nothing changed. He felt in deep pain, became like them, developed his dreams but nothing changed.
Geo opened his eyes and have seen it, this Island offers a little, enough to stay alive, but it is a dream burier... Definitely not his place, and that is what everyone have said about them self, this is not our place.
He used to walk with his friend on the border of the river, a wide river, it is known that there is an other land on the other side, They do not know much about it but they think it will be fun to go there one day. They talked about what would they do if they went there,and they always insisted they will go there.
One weird day, that day Geo said it, he said he is preparing the tools to cross the river, preparing his self to go there to the land that we only see it's shadow through the river that it's current changes directions. Geo knew that people around him will get surprised, but did not know that he will be more surprised than them, what surprised him are two things.
The first was their reaction, all these people talking about dreams about what would they do at the other side, they got shocked, now you can see fear in their eyes. First thing that the best friend said: "hey don't tell any one I encouraged you, are you sure you want to do that? why would you do that?"
And this was the reaction of many who thought they are the reason he did this, how funny is that? People are not ready to take responsibility even for "the possibility that they may be part of the reason of encouraging".
The second that surprised him is that one day Geo woke up and found him self on the other side on that other Island, even he did not know how he ended there, it was a beautiful secret a secret that he enjoyed and that he will master with time.
When he got there, people still wanted to go to that part too, in fact they wanted it even more. But...

Beautiful snow

 Snow an other true art of nature

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Sharpening the blade

The Iron through it's life, dives into the mouth of the dragon that is throwing his flames, It is a destiny no escape from it. The Iron takes the color of it's enemy, also a layer of darkness occurs over it during this process.
A red hot burning tragedy hits the Iron, darkness surrounds all his body, and still silent it remains, silent because of the shock, or silent because of the extreme pain, or maybe because the Iron knows his destiny and that this process is for it's good...
Sooner or later you passing by the workshop you can't ignore the sound of the iron screaming loud, yes it is iron a fine metal, unbreakable metal is screaming and struggling. With every hit on it's deformed body a short scream is released, the iron has lost faith, it was ready to take the heat of life, living the hell before death but not to be beaten hard.
This process happens over and over again, how cruel is the heart of that man working in a dim low-light entourage, dipping it into the mouth of the dragon, letting the iron there to it's limit and at the moment were it turns to a yellow bright orange, moments before the iron turns into white moments before it's death and how many times the iron has wished death, just at that moment, the blacksmith takes the iron out and the hammering process continues...
Using different techniques and how terrifying are those techniques, seven different techniques by it names you can know how hard is that process: "drawing down, shrinking, bending, upsetting, swageing, punching and forge welding.
Again and again, time after time, and the process continues and still the iron can't avoid screaming at every hammering... Didn't it learn the lesson? Why does it keep nagging? The Iron loses hope but still screams at every beat.
Suddenly things change, a new event got involved, not an easy process but still feels like heaven comparing to the previous life. The iron now brights of joy, clean and shiny and gently has been placed on a stand so proud among others, each of those swords laid back there feeling that is the best.
And more proud they get when noble men enters and picks up those swords, they are out to the sun, where they can shine reflecting the mighty light of the sun.
Thinking that it is the eternal rest, this is what it was waiting for, but he who has been into a continuous action can't rest so long and starts to think about it's destiny... I did not get into all this pain to simply sleep at the end, but can't do anything and can't imagine what could be done for a change.
Before becoming completely bored and surrendering to it's laziness the sword finds it self held high to the sky shining brighter than ever, this time it notices that is not alone, thousands of swords shining there, some of them is not as much as others, and many already has scars on it blade. It is war but this time the good sword knows and confident gets to it, there is no fear in it's heart now knowing that this is easier than all that has passed, and it had enough rest to get into this again.
This time again we can hear the iron screams, but it is a sound of excitement and power. cleaned and brightened after each battle, the sword rests while waiting with joy it's next battle, some days it is so proud cause it managed to break some other blades that probably did not get the good process at the beginning of life.
But life is not always glorious, many times this sword has found it self laying on the battle filed, it's a loss darkness has found it's way back to the heart of the sword again red is the color of his blade, feeling that it is the end, now the sword has to stay in the dirt for ever, holding over it's blade a long history of glory that helps to keep a smile and shine under the moonlight, but this is the only joy that is there comparing to the bad feeling for this humiliating end...
There on the ground has seen many cavaliers passing near by, it remembers the old days, and feels so weak cause non of those soldiers decides to take it back to the field, it became old and ignored...
Every time this particular sword falls in his dark illusion till one day a warrior passes by this field and notices this fine sword there, only a true warrior a very experienced one can appreciate and knows the value, he picks it up and takes it to other battles of glory, at those moments the sword always remembers the words of the blacksmith saying "you my son will shine for ever, I have put you into the hardest of what I can do, and put into you the most of my experience to make you the most glamorous of all" those words has been doubted many times and will be many other times, but always proves it's righteousness.