We are all strangers during this period, or this is how it appears on the surface.. However, despite our estrangements, we have small affiliations that stay beside us, dispel this loneliness, strengthen us, and provide reassurance for the morning we will meet one day outside of exile, in the bosom of the homeland, the homeland that we would like. We desire, and we belong...
But today, I am choking on words, so I resolved not to swallow them, to say them, no matter how much this fact costs me!
The role played by the secular media machine, which derives its ideology from the West, in embellishing emigration from homelands, has reached the extremes of malice!
The story begins with the hypothesis of "self-fulfillment" and "securing the future", and then the result: a man turns his back on his homeland, another evades his responsibilities towards his family, and a third who is dazzled by the false civilization and forgets his religion and morals.
"All of this is presented in the mold of success, which is failure and corruption!"
A strangeness that conflicts with a person in his soul, its steadfastness and patience, in his faith, in the days when its dates are disturbed and reaches an end, so it clears, with his mind, who “returned from the battles not knowing why he wasted his life in the fight?!
In the past, when we were there in the homeland, alienation was in the house, whose door we open and we do not find our mothers, we do not find our fathers, nor our children, but now, in the soul, as we open the door, we find the “smell of our family” in those who stay here, but we too Strangers!!
The truth hurts those who deny it, but before it bleeds the tongue of its owner, but today I do not hide it, but point to its wound in me; And make me cry.
Your alienation outside your homeland will hurt you, and you will celebrate your scars, you will watch them wishing that they will be cured, you will be afraid of people noticing them, and you will be ashamed to talk about them if necessary, you will watch them after that as they turn into a great wound and heartbreak in the soul, but it will be too late.
A person often pays the price for his awareness and difference in an ocean full of ignorance, an ocean that is submissive towards a thought embroidered in the colors of the spectrum, but malicious in its content, and you are not ready at any time to start over, and you will not learn to give up in order to win yourself that will catch you before any fall!!
A goal is not a place one reaches.. Rather, it is a new method by which he sees things, like rivers changing their course and life. Have we seen a river trying - perhaps in vain - not to flow where the map wants it to flow?
This period terrifies me, the idea of ​​alienation - emigration outside the homeland - I just absorbed it.. and felt it like cold water in my face.. The amazement of man does not stop, and every person is led by his whims and ambitions in a certain land, and in fact it is only his image that he placed for that land.. which is possible, and most likely, not to be true!
If you want to see the stupidity of men, look at them when they court a country's embassy to grant them an entry visaTheir faces at that time are covered with stupid, funny looks, and a smirk that is very stupid and strange.”