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These messages I wrote down in moments of sadness, love and fear, in moments of wisdom and madness.These messages form my memory, thoughts, commandments, thoughts, and revelations.I sent it in the form of letters to a friend in mind for myself and everyone!!The content of those messages you may find..

When life's vicissitudes and problems overwhelm you (unjustly),All you have to do is keep pace with its waves and be satisfied with what God has decreed for you until you reach safety...

00:00Twelve after midnight...Stories end, tales begin...

I became really mature.. and I am a very child, after the separation, all the encounters grew up.. and now I gave up chance for the first time, I moved away from a woman who used to give me the moon every evening, after her absence, nothing settled in me, but her presence was safer, my stability was..

Inform about me the one whose home is in the heart, that homes for their people yearn, and that my body has become like a hospice, and everything in it has lovers.“In the verses of this book, love falls asleep like fire in the liver of an ember, and if it burns between its folds, you only blame your..

When I forcibly removed you from my chest with the hoarseness of my voice, I was so attached to it!..

The most important thing that a person can reach is a degree of self-satisfaction that is sufficient for him to live in safety. Life deserves an adventure to live it as it is to live it in peace. Our search needs a little simplicity to reach and the search will not succeed if it does not reach all s..

When we were playing football on the seashore and the ball entered the sea,The Sheikh was forbidding us to follow her so that we would not drown, and he told us: Another wave will bring her back, and many waves have passed without the ball returning.Thus, he taught us to be afraid of facing fear and..

In this novel and between these pages, there is nothing like me, in this novel and between these pages, nothing resembles anything, all the contradictions gathered to knit us the threads of the story that we have in our hands.. the homeland, society, women, love, they are not as we used to, she was ..

Sometimes you think that life is cruel to us, but when we recall the tape of memories, we see that this cruelty is nothing but the product of our actions, a crime that we committed with our hands, and it got out of our control and turned and came back to strike again on our faces, as if with this st..

And perhaps they meant the imagination, like the ghost that filled life with masterpieces and renewed all the images of isolation, that ghost that filled life with masterpieces and renewed all the images of isolation, why did you not answer the question? Be in between, be fully formed, awaken the wo..

In a few minutes, he remained standing as if the clock of time had stopped, or that his heart had stopped in those moments when he was supposed to either cry collapsing, or try to resist and defend his most valuable possessions. Few to wreckage and dirt, he is not just stones or walls that held him ..