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Prendre la fuite, si pure évasion.
Ne plus être devant la décision.
Tout abandonner et tourner le dos.
Quitter, ca relève du même lot.

Dommage. Un fait qui ne mourra jamais.
Voilà la souffrance de la conscience,
Habitant les cabanes et les palais,
Qui signe avec douleur sa présence.

Le passé est présent pour le futur.
La peur n’est pas une caricature.
Se cacher c’est avouer sa faiblesse,
Pour rester attaché par une laisse.

Amour, Fierté, Honneur, sont-ils à vendre?
Il n’est pas trop tard pour se rattraper.
Aux oreilles de ton âme d’entendre,
Faire face est mieux que de se sauver.

Les paroles des enfants sont tels des bébés;
ils dépendent des adultes pour tenir debout.

Les paroles des adolescents sont tels des enfants:
ils ne sont pas toujours pris au sérieux.

Les paroles des adultes sont tels des adolescents:
ils ont besoin de s’affirmer.

Les paroles des personnes âgées sont tels des adultes:
ils ont expérimenté la vie.

I feel I am falling out of myself, falling into no where. It feels weird; I seem to fall without touching the ground.
I know I have been away for a while, in a “disconnection to reset” kind of period, trying to figure out what’s “missing”.
Everywhere I go, people seem so stressed and depressed. I am not reading newspapers nor following the news much because it’s been such a PHYSICAL PAIN.

It was a regular day. I was at the office. I had planned to go visit my grandparents in the evening…I received a call: Grandfather passed away…I broke down.

Grandpa! I was coming to pay you a visit but you didn’t wait for me! I didn’t find you! You were gone!

Even when things are expected to happen sooner or later, you don’t get the meaning of it until it strikes you right in the face.. but I hanged on hard..for my mother.

I will never forget the moments I had with you, when I used to study next to your feet and watch over you nor the moments when you laughed and told me old stories but most of all, I will never forget your face, your eyes and smile whenever you saw your little daughter come in with the foods you liked…

Grandpa, pray for the family and keep an eye on us…May you rest in peace next to God.

Grandpa..I love you!

Life and future is all about making decisions; the more they are alligned with your aspirations the less the chances are to feel regret or give up in the middle of the path.

It’s true that at first you didn’t really know where to head to, but very fast things got clear..
I know you since day One and I know that you made the RIGHT choice. Be sure that you will always find me backing you up whenever you get tired or have doubts…and by the way…efforts always pay

I’m so happy you made it and so proud of you. Wishing you the best.

I smile because I am your sister….I laugh because you can’t do anything about it!
Love you sis!

Lebanon for all and all for Lebanon. The 18 different religious communities have participated in the various heal efforts, rescue and taking care of the displaced. (Not forgetting that several foreign countries have offered what they can offer and are now helping us clean up the mess.) Though it’s true that if you are Lebanese you automatically belong to one of the communities, what will stay our common denominator forever is that however different our opinions are, our heart is eternally linked to our piece of paradise…Lebanon…well this is as far as the people are concerned, but what about the politicians?

Thank you for all people who stood against the war and all the soldiers who refused to be part of it…

The situation is somewhat calm, but still…we are all looking forward to the gigantic efforts that will be put into the coordination of the infinite number of plans that should be implemented all together…(I can’t count them, there are so many and I hardly have an idea of what to start with)…anyways…

Can I have some sleep now?

  They say it’s all a matter of hours before the war ends. I don’t know why, but I feel skeptical. All we can do now is wait and see… (I hope I am wrong).

Let’s imagine that the war really ended and all concerned parties implemented resolution 1701… that in my opinion will be the ZERO hour in the biggest challenge this country will have to face: The race against TIME to rebuild everything back. Several years will be needed to erase the face of this new major destruction (Every single sector being fatally hit) which will not make things any better The innocents’ blood that has been spilled will never be forgotten…

When you know what happened, it’s painful. When you see the bloody pictures, it’s painful. When you hear the comments, the sound of the warcraft and rockets, it’s painful. When you see how some people deal with it, it’s painful. When you see the displaced living conditions, it’s painful…

But more painful is when innocents get killed, even when they got “clearance” to leave because they were asked to by force..

Roads, bridges, civilian’s cars..were destroyed. Civilians were told to leave. They did. But on the way to a “safer” place, they got killed by “mistake”…

Not just painful…disgusting!

Welcome to Le Hell, war as I never witnessed in Lebanon or anywhere else before…elders used to tell us about old war stories, but it’s difficult to get the essence of it unless you live it…huh? Live it? No, I would prefer to kill it…

When I finally reached my “aha!” (in reference to someone finding himself and knowing what to do with it), I found myself taken into a hurricane of torments asking what I should do, now that my plans don’t stand on solid grounds anymore.

I had dreams…I still do.

They can take everything away except that one thing: Dreams.

The weather seems on hold, people are waiting for something to happen while others are taking action either by helping as much as they can, either by helping themselves on the expenses of their brothers.

Some say you know the truth about people only when they face Le Hell because that is when decisions need to be made…decisions to take Lebanon, out of hell and giving us the chance to see our dreams come true.

We can help this country with our dreams…because it’s hope…