earthquake :
The night was spreading its black cloak, and the sky looked like a gigantic female covering her body from head to toe. Mu’ayrid was lying in the complete darkness like a sick cat stretching out its feet in the water and resting its back on the towering mountains, which were like giant sheep headbutting the sky. Nasser stood at The beach, and the wave was combing the strands of sand wet with water and salt, and close to his head was the throat of a seagull that had perhaps lost its way to shelter, and its voice had a hoarseness resembling the voice of an old man sick with a cough.
Pandemic neurosis:
The boat got stuck at sea; The anchor sank deep into the hole of a huge rock. What can Shaddad do, when darkness has mixed in and he can no longer see the palm of his hand in front of him?! He sat on the stern of the boat, with his fishing gear next to him, which did not harvest anything from the bottom of the sea, and the wind began to shake the chest of the boat, and it rose and fell like a camel trotting in a desolate desert valley, and Shaddad’s body shook as if it were on the top of a howdah.
Fear began to overwhelm him when the wave roared, and the boat flopped between towering mountains whose thunder rose, and complete darkness surrounded existence, the color of deep black holes.
Manifestations of Mohammed bin Rashid
Horses are in the character of Mohammed bin Rashid, the alphabet of language, and the dialectic of primary longings. They are the moment of brilliance in the race, in the context, and in the eternal view. They are a horse in the poetry of the poem, they are the cooing on the dewy branches, they are the curls at noon. We approach the youth of horses and the blink of a poem, and the brilliance awes us, and our ancient history, butterflies spread their sheets on the horseback with the chivalry of the nobles, and the youth of the nobles. We approach, while we are in the field, a feeling, a sky, studded with the verses of the Transfiguration and the spirit of the pure, we approach the horses of Muhammad bin Rashid, as if we are reading a poem by the most famous stallions. Poets, we approach a wild flower embraced by longing in a reddish soil. We approach the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid, as if we are following the steps of a language full of song. We approach the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid as if we are stepping into space. We approach the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid, as if we are drawing a picture of a star dancing in the sky. Heaven, we approach the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid, as if we are reciting the story of light in the imagination of the pious. We approach the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid, as if we are walking on a carpet of water. We approach the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid, as if we are flying with wings whose feathers are made of beautiful braids. We approach the horses of Muhammad. Bin Rashid, as if we were kissing the lip of the air. We were approaching the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid, as if we were hugging a rose on the equator. We were approaching the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid, as if we were lining up the letters of a poem in the style of Haifa. We were approaching the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid, as if we were crossing a river whose birds were in the same pattern. Eternity, we approach the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid, as if we were in the presence of Greek philosophies, we approach the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid, as if we were in the original, and in the chapter, the secret in the seismic leap controversy, we approach the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid, as if we were in the Houma and Jaljaliyya, approaching the horses of Mohammed Bin Rashid, as if we were in the hermitage of brilliance and oriental gumption. We approached the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid as if we were in the cloud’s sheath and the generous miniatures of abundance. We approached the horses of Mohammed bin Rashid as if we were in the heart of the cloud, rich in dust.
Monologue 1:
It consists of thoughts and articles, predominantly of a sensual nature, and snippets chosen by the writer from his literary dictionary to touch your heart and influence you as a reader.
Monologue 1:
It consists of thoughts and articles, predominantly of a sensual nature, and snippets chosen by the writer from his literary dictionary to touch your heart and influence you as a reader.
It consists of thoughts and articles, predominantly of a sensual nature, and snippets chosen by the writer from his literary dictionary to touch your heart and influence you as a reader.
It consists of thoughts and articles, predominantly of a sensual nature, and snippets chosen by the writer from his literary dictionary to touch your heart and influence you as a reader.
I started writing this novel, and the novel began to write me in lines. I may not be the one who came in this novel, and the novel may have come from outside the boundaries of contemporary times, but in reality it came and depicted people and events, and its events unfolded in a manner other than what I wanted to write about. These events may have occurred in a certain period of time, and in a certain village, and I may not have seen such hurricanes, but they are real. They may occur in a certain time and space, or rather they are a contemporary event, but in another way, they wear a garment that is compatible with the structure of the era in which we live. In it, we are in a time in which there are multiple reasons and technical methods, and in which models of human studies differ from day to day with the aim of achieving human goals and achieving his many different goals. All of this happens, and it happens at every time and place, as long as a person remains, and his limitless whims and ambitions grow, and it also happens in moments of departure from the conscious self and immersion in the mire of rampant animalism.
There will be night, there will be an earthquake, there will be a hurricane, and there will be death, despite the floodlights, the bright rays of light, and the modern speakers and lights.
The “human animal” emerges brandishing the sword of destruction, riding the horse of fire at the hour of the conscious self emerging from itself and being separated from the origin of formation, so the human being will be as it was at the beginning of its formation, instinct will be the essence of this formation, and deterioration will be the diameter of this being.
Reflections on positive happiness / the thought approach of Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum
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Reflections on happiness and positivity...an approach to thought Mohammed bin Rashid Alti is filled with the ideas of Enlightenment philosophers (In this book, we discuss the philosophy of Muhammad bin Rashid, and its approach to what philosophers have come up with Enlightenment in Europe, as well as the approach of Mohammed bin Rashid’s philosophy to Eastern philosophy, Mohammed bin Rashid adopted the process of promoting youth ambitions and future aspirations On enlightenment grounds, here he approaches the great French philosopher Rousseau, who... He considered freedom a necessity for human happiness and the stability of society. That is, Mohammed bin Rashid Good news has come to the world about the dawn of a new human being, free of fear, hesitation, and negativity In order for a person to be happy, love must be cultivated in his psychological field, and for it to be... Positively, happiness must be the space in which he swims.
The reality of terrorism: walking precedes awareness
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The reality of terrorism Walking precedes awareness The book talks about the seed of terrorism and how it forms, grows, and develops into a societal phenomenon It turns life into a cloud of clouds, filling the earth with toxic acid rain. Freud says that Hostility towards others is found in individuals who live in a state of isolation and immersion in... Repression, in short, they carry the genes of the forest heritage, and they did not get rid of it for reasons Educational, linked to the relationship with relatives, the first of which is parents. Martin Heidegger says that man, It has lost its existence since mechanization took over its destiny, and it became the tool you use Mechanization. As we will read in this book, the dilemma of the mind in the context of the narration, the mind stops About moving meaninglessness into the space of meaning when what is transmitted becomes a wheel that spoils the dialectics of history The mind becomes a wild horse, saddled towards the absurd.
Freedom outside freedom
The magic of the moment...the dance of death
In this book, there is an attempt to remove the mind from the mind, that is, to free it from the residues of what it left behind
The waves on the coast are the waste of history and the remains of cultural restoration. Freedom is not like a woman
She is wonderful with her amazing accessories and cosmetics. Rather, she is naturally beautiful. She is wonderful when...
The mind gets rid of the clutches of selfishness, fanaticism, and superiority. Europe brought freedom at the hands of philosophers
Great people like Rousseau, Voltaire, and others, but this freedom did not fully mature, because it emerged from a veil, an emotional state, and so we found the mind that came to liberate the European man was himself.
The mind that enslaved people in the Arab world, and used all methods of oppression to impose
His control and influence over these peoples, why? Because the mind emerged from the slavery of the Church, but it did not
He is liberated from the history of slavery, which preceded the Church, and the Church is only a miniature image
A form of backwardness and opportunism.
The book talks about Dubai... the city of dreams, the city of beauty and its founder, Sheikh: Mohammed bin Rashid Ali Maktoum, and we quote from it...
Tamer of life's riders, spoiler of horse cravings
With the wisdom of the desert, I enriched the lush horses and took care to name them until they appeared in time as a legend that walked on the lashes of sand with ease, and went slowly to ascend to glory with every effort. Under its spikes, the earth moved, and I was rewarded for its command, patience, secret, and effort. And you were the knight who was the appropriate guardian of the dreams of the wise and the pens of the nobles, and you, sir, were like your impeccable poem, taming the great horses and passing on longings for ages.