Monday, January 12, 2009

Notebook Desires

One of My Notebooks.I Love Notebooks, I collect them if anything. This is my favourite one & and just some of the ideas in it. Of course my handwriting is NOT that good. But I want to give a full image of my thoughts and handwriting which becomes lost with typing gives a wonderful portray of words.
One of the most important things in this Notebook is a new story
(FINDING TRUTH, FINDING YOU... TO BE CONTINUED)



Sick of the same trangressions of my everyday thoughts
I think of ways to tremble the Lands of my mind into new shifts in their plates
So that they link differently
Connect astoundingly
Become an entity


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ELAINE ERIG said...

Do you have any place for follower?

January 13, 2009 at 1:02 PM

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What it is...

I see Life like a rose in the ice... beautiful but with cold settings - There are so many incredible things out there - but we always need to fight and perservere against the hardships too... otherwise the cold will win ... and we will wither away.

My imagination has led me to believe in something called 'Sudan Fairytale' -
The fantasy that My country will one day be independant and proud, never selfsish to provide its people with its needs, give freedom and success to all, be forever committed to achieve a prosperous inhabitance to every Sudanese in their own country-

My eyes fail me and I see the truth which I call - 'Khartoum Heartbreak' - This is a theme running through the blog under the 'Khartoum Heartbreak' Poems and whatever else about Sudan conveying broken down love, poor streets and cut off electricity along with a lot of other decays and problems in Khartoum city Life.

But I love my country and so I have no choice but to merge the Pain and the Love as one.

Faith is my heart and I could never do without it hoping in my prayers that I can be someone better always and that God forgives me as I fall in Mistakes through that frozen path of Life...

Sometimes I feel under control with all the too many emotions that run to colour my days and nights - Books, movies, music, dreams, friends, family, strangers, travel, - reality - the 10 O' Clock news -Most of the time I'm very Lost in trying to understand - whatever happens becomes tangled into writing this confusing memoir -

It's a really odd combination of air - not sure whether it is refreshing or suffocating - stabilising or maddening - But I breathe and
so it is
'Memoirs of a Sudanese breath' as I am 'Lost but under control' -