People are always saying that money is not important, but I ask them if it wasn’t for money, where will you be at this moment, and what will you be doing, how come we say that money is not important when it has become the main factor for living. We pay in each step we … More What If There is No Money ?!
Last night I was talking to my sister, we were talking about age and years, and she said that the age 17 is the best, because at that certain time we would be able to enjoy our unconsciousness, we would be ignorant of all the shitty things that is surrounding us, and I too agree … More 17 Is The Best ?!
As a kid I heard a poetry line for the great Palestinian poet Mahmoud Darwish, the meaning of that line is that we only love life when we have no way to reach it, and it has always made me wonder, for it didn’t make some sense to me, I mean why would we love … More The Persuit Of A Fantasy
And memories are all that’s left, and life is all I miss, as lonesome breezes of night brought tears to my eyes, and the absence of your smell troubled my broken heart, where silence is my only friend and the everlasting ashes of you, and memories is all that’s left, and all I miss is … More Where Memomries Are All That’s Left
So I came across another heavy question today, I have become more interested in those eternal unsolved philosophical questions, I like to read as many perspectives as I can, so I can find a new way of thinking that matches mine, I believe that perusing a truth is impossible, for there is no truth, there … More Do We Have Free Will Or Is Everything Predetermined?
Today as I was looking for some quotes to share on Echoes Facebook page, I came across a heavy philosophical question, if a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?! I can see the look in your faces now as you quickly respond with … More Are We Living The Illusion
Life can be so rough sometimes, because it stands in the way of our dreams, and to me our task in this life is to accomplish the dreams we grow inside of us, the dreams we’ve lived more than hundred times in our imagination before we close our eyes. Tonight I put my head on … More What If There’s No Dreams