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In front the throne divine© The Devil enters the throne divine and speaks to God:
I'm bored of being in the down world, and came to talk to you seriously, maybe to sold the problem...
Actually I can't even find a reason for a conflict between us!
You created me with your knowledge that I will disobey you, so what was going on in your thoughts then...
I can't find a good reason or a sense of creating us with Adam, you test people and will punish when they do wrong, having the comlplete knowledge already they will do bad things...
So why am I here?
there is no meaning for my existance!
why do you want to stick bad in my name?!!!
This is unfair my Lord...
Why...!!!
I don't understand...
-AND YOU WILL NEVER... *God answered in short*
-But it is our right to know -me and Adam- what was your aim?
I mean let us all live together here in your place,
I after a long thinking had a resolution to opologize from you and Adam, I would do anything you want, I can even kiss Adam's feet!
-TOO LATE *The Lord said*
-No it is not...
I admited that I was wrong, you are the top of mercy, come on... be generous like you've always been!
-SORRY NO COMMENT *God said*
-Damn... the whole thing is a comedy then, but why?
Ok I want nothing from you, I will go back to my place and won't disturb you any more, but in one condition:
Your must tell me why did you do this?
-GET THE HENCE... DON'T BOTHER ME OR WITH ONE BLINK I WILL ERASE YOU!
-But this is not fair... tell us tell us!
And the Devil fade, and found himself in the underworld continuing his affairs...
No answers, No comments...
*Perhaps the Lord himself don't know* The Devil whispered to himself.
By Dr.Firas 22-August-2003
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| Dr.Firas holding the Planet© |
|  | The world is smaller than we think© Every trip I did is a flawless victory
And I'm so thankful to had the chance
Every trip I'm about to do is an aim not a dream
Waiting every time for landscapes, nature, people, food, habits, architects, culture and tradition
The world is smaller than we think
Every place has its special charm
There are no good destination and other which we call: bad
They are all wonderful
Hold on my beloved world
The Sinbad is woken
By Dr.Firas 11-August-2004
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| | Martial Arts© I adore my sport Taekwondo
It is not only a way to defense
It is a complete philosophy of life, movements and techniques
I reached a professional level only by the will of perfectionism
It would be a fatal mistake not to keep that level after all the efforts
My advice to all my friends, do Martial arts, it is great, you'll feel a great Balance in your soul, and you'll feel self confidence!
And you'll find out what a human body can do of amazing possibilities!
Check out my Album here Me and Mine, and check my Aleppo page the sport tips to see some of my Teakowando skills :-D
Any Martial Art is great, Taekwondo is a Korean Sport, which is 95% constructed and based on using fatal kicks and your legs to attack, which need a high sportive level that comes after years and years of training, the rest 5% are using the fist,
Thus why I after learning Teakwando, passed some courses in Aikido and Thai- Boxing with some Judo!
Just natural results of the perfectionism that lives inside me!
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| | It would be a Nirvana with this Neoutopia© Place: Unknown
Time: Lost
Circumstances: Not important
Event: Nothing
Object: A thinking human being
Thoughts:
What if the rules of this world were one for everybody...
No history, no religion, everybody lives to enjoy, the only rule is to hurt no one nor anything in nature, everybody smiles, everybody is loving, no wars, no hate, every one works hard to relax after...
researching science for the benefits of all......
The sense of time and place will be useless then,
people will all be immortals...
this model is not only the perfection image of the world that should be in reality...
but it is the best situation accorded to the size of our lives and to the cordon of time and location of our existance in this second of iternity!
thus shall be total harmony...
the irony of this model is the fact that it is so simple to make, and nearly impossible to make viable, at least not now...
the most of us are not ready for it yet.
By Dr.Firas 2-April-2004
Meaning is Worthless
After long seeking
Hard searching
Big efforts
I'm afraid that meaning is worthless...
Loving
Hoping
Wishing
And afraid the meaning is worthless...
Living the life
Seeing the beauties
Learning to be wise
Afraid from the worthless meaning...
Going on
Holding on
Keeping on
And if the meaning is worthless!!!
Shall I...?
Shall she and he...?
Shall we...?
What if the meaning is worthless?
How terrifying
How awful
What a panic
When the meaning is worthless!
By Dr.Firas 26-July-2004
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| | Forever Philosophing© The truth is a target
What is important is:
When we should say it
And to whom could hear it
The truth is subjective, not objective
As no matter how general it is
Every one will understand it in his own way
The truth change, it never remains still
So the real question is: Does it really exist?!!
The truth is relative
None could ever reach it
The truth could be real only for a short while
After a little period it become something else
Even as a target the truth will be a mirage
Only lie is the most perfect of all realities that exist
A lie is true!
As a target it is ugly but easy to make
It is desired so much from our human nature
So when I lie I say the truth
And when I say the truth I lie
By Dr.Firas 26-Jan-2005
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| | Spirits of the wind© I can hear you
Open sky speaks
Nature ever talks
We went too far
We forgot its language
And ignored its wisdom
Man left nature
Spirits doesn't live in cities
I've seen the sky
I've met the lost spirits
If we will to listen
We can learn the forgoten language
Man hurts the nature
Nature is good as far as we are
Great spirits of the wind
Please don't rage
Man will realize
How fool he was
And get back to harmony
Spirits of the wind above......
Can you hear me?!
By Dr.Firas 7-November-2004
Desirable sin:
That smell of grass after rain
Far wind getting closer to blow
Sharing a moment of love and pain
Like one truth about life I know
Having my happy freedom in chain
Harp I play holding your arm slow
Unconsiously you light on a flame
Just by throwing one look at me
Knowing my body is a paper game
Desirable sin is what you can't see
Spirit in prison with a lost aim
Warm snow falls tenderly sounder
Holds thousand of fantasies I sake
Kindly landing on my shoulder
Melting snow with every breath I take
Summer dress covers your soft body under
burns the ice with every move you make
Careless evening of lazy delight
I don't know anymore what is right
Days are mixed in one endless night
Not feeding hunger with greed sight
Heart of darkness but must be a light
Give love and get love is all that might
By Dr.Firas 24-May-2005
Soft song on my heart's scar:
My free soft song
Went to fill a space
While a butterfly lays on
A shining bright star
Dying wings catches along
The sleepy sunset trace
Tears of life reach a desert long
So close no matter how far
Blue roses grew strong
From one smile gifted from your face
Left running in my blood among
As your name is my heart's scar
I'm a million in one for your belong
From one of million... a human ace!!!
Like a secret of how life strats on
Love floats as waterfall under rain from a jar
By Dr.Firas 31-May-2005
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| | A mirror in a drop of water© With this open space
Not sure of anything
Chaos or order
By a will or by chance
With a divine touch or random possibilities
Eternal or created
Founded or ever been
Reality or just an illusion
Every where or no where
Endless or limited...
Who knows if God exist...!!!
Stars seems to be endless
Just like questions
Looks like measures has no limits
Just as curiousity which never ends
Energy is all around
But nothing is certain
A whole universe could be a mirror in a drop of water
You and me, are nothing to be compared with cosmos
But your love gives a whole meaning to all existence
Your smile is the key of all answers
If beauty as a meaning is illustrated in reality, it's in you how it appears
Yes the only God I know is you...
By Dr.Firas 14-March-2005
So you asked me what is love!
When your smile becomes the virtue of life...
When your silhouette becomes an obsession...
When your voice turns into a daily song...
When your glaze could heal deepest wounds...
When your cheek becomes my breakfast...
Skin becomes lunch
Body dinner
And lips my dessert...
When I give and give, and as if I didn't give at all...
When happiness with you becomes my best wine...
When a simple kiss is the best cure...
When I believe I'm a fool
And when I'm glad that I am...
When I believe in the will of men...
When I know your love is my life...
When I know that my life is your love...
To be and to do...
To wish, breath and live for you...
When love becomes a name...
Your name...
This is what love is baby...
By Dr.Firas 5-April-2005
The art of...
Calling your name from my craft
Contrary aiming towards the dart
In the last moment of the start
Measuring life's draft
Reasons of my heart
Understanding is a real art
A storm inside a shaft
Mixing love diversity blend
Playing with the warm I send
Hitching you ever till the end
My faith is a ring in your finger
Your passion is my endless hunger
One glaze you give like a blunder
And particular emotions are stronger
Revolution in me like a real thunder
Loving you is my biggest wonder
By Dr.Firas 18-May-2005
Sunflowers in your hands
Passing across the path
A field of sunflowers showed up
I couldn't resist to stop
As I saw one gorgeous different of all sunflower
Wonderful and unique as you, standing on the top
I get closer to touch her with tenderness and affection
On my kness I stood to be next to her
But the thought of you suddenly dominated my mind
And tears fell down arousing that beautiful sunflower
Showing her the love and care I have for her
Tears...drop to follow a drop...
Then very soon a rain from my inside to fall on it...
Because the love I have is so big...
I cried a much of generosity enough to arrose all the field
Only one thought of you...
Far from you...
In such a terrible missing...
By Dr.Firas 8-June-2005
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| | Shadows© When you came, I was following you like your shadow
And then you gone, but you left your shadow with me
Just like I left my heart with you
People walks in the streets with their own shadows reflected
Only I walk with your shadow
As mine has disappeared leaving yours to take its place
When people walk, their shadows follows
Only I walk to follow my shadow
I talk to him
I listen to him
I tell him every second how I love him
And how I miss his owner
I share him my worries and thoughts
And from time to time I stop...
Just to make sure your shadow is still with me......
You see it is really dangerously serious
When a man talks, listen, love and follow his shadow...
It is even more dangerous when my shadow disappears to become yours instead...
But it is most dangerous
When I wish you come back, so I can become your shadow......
By Dr.Firas 2-April-2005
No steps needed for the one who own that heart.
I love her and I will always do.
Love is endlessly long.
When a night will come when I won't hold her in my arms, it means that no day after is possible.
No soul is without her.
Although it was the biggest pain she causes me, it will be the last.
Poems I write only for her love, her love is endless, I can't stop writing poems.
By Dr.Firas 7-April-2005 *answer to P.Neruda last sad poem*
Mirror of truth:
I don't want to see anything
I lost myself but
I became you
If you don't believe
Just look at the mirror
You will see my face
You will read poems on the glass
You will see how magical the mirror is
Smile birth from a tear
Warm safety when you are cold
Dreams and light when no faith
And lots of love...
Resource of endless love...
Believe it or not
It is in front of your eyes
It shows you present and future
Avoiding the past!!!
You can always approach to touch
To be sure it is real......
That mirror is me
Showing you your real face
Under your falling mask
By Dr.Firas 9-April-2005
Wild Rose
Born free
Brought by the wind
Blowed from southern bay
Boarding on the northern shield
With your scent, beauty and will
Far from flowers away
Among many stones of the field
From November till May
In that wild nature you stood still
Hands to pull you out your build
But ever defended yourself to stay
Wild Rose you are
Under the rain of Angel's dust
And the sleepless moon in love
People wanted you to be their belong
I don't as I belong to you
To protect you from storms of life
To offer you my tears when no rain
To watch you day and night
A wild rose you are
Born free
With your scent, beauty and will
Lovers wish is in presenting wonderful roses like you
I'm the first to be presented to you oh my wild rose
A life with you in the wilds
To keep you gorgeous and cherish
Being in love with my wild rose
Is the whole meaning of life
Found myself when I found you
By Dr.Firas 18-April-2005
Walking away:
Long curved path
Pebbles and stones
While walking alone
Arid but cold
All along the road
Covered by a warm time coat
Walking away ever still
Through mountains and hills
Nothing to stop my strong will
Starmap to guide my sleeplessness
Moonlight to cheer my loneliness
I saw flowers and sang with the sailors
I laughed with children and I cried with lovers
Went with travellers and waited with dreamers
I walked all the wonders of life with no clue
A long way I walked but I never really knew
I was walking all the time just for reaching you...
By Dr.Firas 3-May-2005 |
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StumpTim Fri Nov 6, 2009 23:14 UTC
Firas - you need to get over to the US - the strong dollar and all that traveling you;ve done??? USA here you come - great pics | Toyin Tue Nov 3, 2009 12:28 UTC
Happy birthday Dr Firas, may you live for ever.-:)) lol. | Stephanie Mon Nov 2, 2009 23:39 UTC
Ooops - I'm late! Happy Belated Birthday, Firas!!! | ncfg Mon Nov 2, 2009 20:54 UTC
Happy Birthday Firas. I hope you had a GREAT day. xx Nat |
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