February 2012
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Watch—
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My Lady
Is this madness just the recurring wave of total emotion, Or a hide for the undercover man, Or a litany - all the signs are there of fervent devotion - Or the cracking of the dam?
January 2012
21 posts
godotbasha asked: Is that a bottle of hendricks behind your tattooed facade?
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the dude abides, ..
THE STRANGER
Sure. Take it easy, Dude--I know
that you will.
THE DUDE, LEAVING, NODS:
DUDE
Yeah man. Well, you know, the Dude
abides.
Gazing after him, The Stranger drawls, savoring the words:
...
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“اي و خرى بقا”
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never mind me
twenty five years, and still far from home. One or two more 25s won’t do. I wonder if I should get off before I get much farther. A 120 days ago I were reset for another lifetime, then again weeks ago, then again in 250 days. The destinations are becoming farther. The energy has worn out. And the girls man, pale. The liquor is dry. The smoke is heavy. No tolerance for tales. No mercy for the...
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“Who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who...”
– The Doc, Hunter S. Thompson - at the age of 17.
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and these are videos,
of Depp reading letters by Hunter S. Thompson. Here, here and here.
Good people, .. : )
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Re: “let me put you in the picture”
Khalid Nahhas: Far more indulgent than ambition… That is when bearings are displaced to let the deeper ooze up above the fleeting superficial taking with it only the fleeting part… breaths of the cells of mind. Keep writing Sedman.
Rania Mardini: it’ll be a mess, clotting and eventually streaming out our lives until it’s all as dry as our bones, no more sore eyes,...
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"let me put you in the picture"
So. We’re not alone. but those like us, will not seek us. nor do they flash by current spectacle. Here’s where all cheesy remarks are legitimate, and advice from anyone no longer touches any valid ground. Now listen to this.
So where do we sail from here? And who put the Benzedrine in Mrs Murphy’s Ovaltine? I have no answers. Both questions are equally absurd. This mere journey...
December 2011
4 posts
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"where's your will to be weird?"
“رنكوس لا تحزني
مجاهد مأمون ديرانية
المجرمون اجتاحوا رنكوس بالدبابات وقصفوها...”
– (via hellosyria)
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oh shit! this been left for so long! what is this...
November 2011
2 posts
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Dragons, a Tribute.
As published on The Purple Haut-Parleur:
distributed for free at Cafe Younes, Bread Republic, Papercup, Beirut Art Center, Plan B, Tawlet Souk elTayeb, Ashkal Alwan, Bodo Hamra, and other culturally fertile places across Beirut
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They were on the pavement, two of them; one girl bent towards her knees reciting words repeatedly. Her hair, long,...
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The Divine Playlist
Hunter S Thompson wrote to Rolling Stones:
“Raoul Duke’s” favourite music “of the 60s”, sent in letter form to Rolling Stone in 1970. 1. Herbie Mann’s 1969 Memphis Underground 2. Bob Dylan’s 1965 Bringing It All Back Home (especially noted as “Mr. Tambourine Man” in his letter) 3. Dylan’s 1965 Highway 61 Revisited 4. The Grateful...
October 2011
4 posts
“Shit.”
A red fox went by my window while I wrote this
I just realised that somehow - I always resided somewhere between fiction and non-fiction; at a vulgar extreme of both. Muddied in the depth of realism to severe aimlessness and indifference, yet, strolling in the obscure - between literal relevance to absurd irrelevance/s. Both were, amusingly, played at distinct times and distinct geographies. They never really met or crossed paths. And I was...
September 2011
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485 (days): Cunning →
I don’t know if there’s any reason for it really - to make sense out of all this. But it’s rather intimidating; having eluded a martyred nation at a quest of destiny to one that accepts rain, and trees, and Thatcher. Everything in the UK is a failure to some extent, and a success to a certain capacity - I’ve touched the extremes of both, and now I’m here, none — but here. So.
I could either...
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marooned.
May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
August 2011
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“and if I go insane, will you still let me join in with the game?”
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Cigarettes at 6.00 am
There are instants when all things become miserable and I become, God - in terms of sympathy; my doings become gracious as they surpass time, I suddenly behave like I foresee things - like Death. The mortality of (it all) makes me pity all things, and all people; suddenly everything becomes, Cute. Romantic. Situations become folkloric, all present situations become nostalgic, and every word weighs...
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"you cant teach a bug to do tricks" #Syria
(Omegle allows one to post random questions for two strangers to discuss - etc)
Question to discuss:do you know what’s happening in Syria?
Stranger 1: no
Stranger 1: is it bad
Stranger 2: something i’d rather not think about
Stranger 1: wait
Stranger 2: how about china
Stranger 1: i got this question be4
Stranger 1: next time
Stranger 2: whats happening in chinese zoo’s for the...
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Panic
and a lack of words - or intention.
ok here’s a word.
beirutnomad asked: Khaled Sidki, I enjoy your blogs very much. the images, the poetry and your innerself.
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“I’ve always considered writing the most hateful kind of work. I suspect it’s a...”
– Hunter S. Thompson (via badliverandabrokenheart)
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"We will not bow except for God,"
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