Lebanon Celebrating...

Lebanon Celebrating...

For once, these are not explosions...
We are celebrating the peace... don't we have the right to?!
Opposition! Government! Majority! Minority!
We are having soon a president... and the black cloud is moving away from our skies... i hope that it will go so far away...
We had enough of bad dreams... we want to live the beauty and the love...
I hope that these agreements stay till the end of days...
Go to hell "civil war"... and i wish that the corruption follows you soon...

Freedom & Peace For Lebanon

The Lebanese National Flower

The Lebanese National Flower

How Far?

We always forget!
This days’ style is pushing us to lose our consciousness!
We don’t stop being in hurry… as if we are running away from something?!
Is it from death or from our inner fears?!
Why don’t we wake up to see that death is everywhere?!
Why don’t we understand that an inner fear will not leave our heart… until when?!
There are just two drugs… one of them is the fear’s compatriot… death…
Don’t you prefer to ask about the second one?
The other drug heals from both of them… it is so simple and priceless… the faith…
Did we forget it?
Yes, we always do!
How far are we from it?
Sometimes, we don’t stop thinking… we want to do everything by our own power… we walk, and surely we fall… we stand up again, and we start crying while saying “what to do now? God left us!”, But never ever we understand that God is always near, even more than the earth on which we failed!
How could we stand up without him giving us a hand?!

While writing this yesterday, my portable computer shuts off alone… without any order! You can’t imagine the rage I had, just because of fear, as I didn’t save what I wrote?! Then I asked myself this question: what happened to me? Is it a trial? And I calmed down and answered myself: no fear, what was written is saved in my heart, because I believe and I will always do so… (The file was auto saved in my computer... my rage was for nothing)

The Road Of Dreams

The Road Of Dreams

Good Bye Big Daddy!

Sassine El Nabbout

1928-2008

As always, the pains refuse to leave us until the last moment!
Even when we meet the death, our welcome word is: Ahhhhh!
What more?!
While trying to help you (keeping you between us), we added to your pains hundreds more!
Rest in peace big daddy!

The Statues Of Versailles

The Statues Of Versailles Castle

Where & How My Beauty Lives!

I will not pick you up because this may kill you!

I will just remove your pains!

Happy Birthday SAMA

It is the fourth year since our one heart expressed his feelings in one word: I Love you…
It is the fourth year since when SAMA saw the light of life…
SAMA, the music of our unity, will be (God’s Will) our daughter as we promised each other…
She didn’t come from nothing… SAMA was and will forever be the sky of our dreams…
SAMA is our faith, and no one has the power to shut off her light…
The dark wills are surrounding her by pain and tears, hoping that she dies… they cant be blamed, because they are drowned in the fear of her future…
SAMA, your name is written on an eternal spring that never ends…
SAMA, your love is so mature, and everyday it is getting younger…
SAMA, your heart is not a muscle, but a soft breeze that fills the earth with beauty…
SAMA, you are a sun that never sets… you are a moon that keeps rising…
SAMA! Happy birthday!
Happy birthday my love!

The Most Beautiful Carpet!

Made by The Spring's Hands In Northern Lebanon

Sassine El Nabbout Photography

An Afternoon In Heaven

In the era of super materialism, and simply away from every civilization, the heart looks forward to meet the forgotten peace… It is for sure a hard probability to find it under a tree, but still the fact of seeing something else may help to get out from the dead circle… It may shut off the same boring life’s scenes…

Isn’t amazing to see everything on twilight, because it makes you concentrate and appreciate more? That’s why I like every afternoon…

It is not true that heaven cannot be reached by a human being… what this human have to know is that he has to be simple… to go down and hear the silent song of peace… if not, he will be stuck in the lost humanity houses, dead by the noisy sounds of cars, planes, wars and money…

Assure yourself… heart’s peace does not mean loneliness at all… and especially it does not need to walk around without purposes…

It is the time to go and get the fruits… the taste of life is incomplete if you don’t use your head and thereafter your hands…

Even an orange can give us a lesson… it contains surely more than sugar and vitamin C… Inside of it exists one million stories, where the biography of sun and rain melted with the earth is written with celestial letters…

Pure life can start from appreciating a small beam of light… Why?! Because even a small one can clear a way, and lighten every dark side of our history or preliminary future…

A Little Heaven just aside

It is the time to move forward… if you are alive, smile and give a big hug to the God of life… and don’t forget, if you love, love more and more…

Rest...

Oudin Valley, Akkar

When the western winds calmed down, this cloud extended her arms and hanged on the holy mountain…
Even the life needs to have a little bit of rest… this does not mean that she is willing to stop, but some moments of good sleep may change a future…
The eastern winds will come tomorrow, and the rain drops will fill the earth with beauty…

Our Footprints

Living for the appearance of things is like walking on the snow…
Your footprints will disappear, and all what you did will be forgotten…
Bypass the material snow & let your acts touch directly the earth...
Let it touch the hearts…
Don’t be sad if it is not exposed directly…
But believe me, everything will be shown up when God announces the big truth…

Some Realities About The Anger’s Devil…

On each path a cruel mine is placed in order to show each one of us the hell on earth…
Without a search, he will find us to make his effect…
He makes an electric shock to the victim and to everyone around…
Even the “by nature” voluntary muscles become involuntary…
He uses us because we are dumb…
He welcomes when he hits us all his friends… he says: his wall is breached, enter with me dear brothers and lets play… hey “hate”, go and dive deep in his heart… hey “emptiness” inflate him… hey “blindness” shut off his senses… hey brothers, leave the nervous system for me… I will make the effect, but especially the “post-effect”… I will make him deny proudly what he did!

I’m so sorry, but I cannot describe it more… just because I was not conscious at those moments…

The Psychology of Colors…

A yellow tulip said: what is this stranger doing between us?
The second said: I don’t know, can’t such a one be shy?
Another one said: He should be out of our field…
The fourth said: yeah! I totally agree! He is disrupting our equilibrium!
The fifth said: maybe you are all right, but I like his color, I hope that I will be like him one day!!
The sixth said: please stop talking! We are all flowers!!!
The seventh said: yeah! But we are different, and we are a majority!!
The eighth said: cant you all shut up, all of us can simply leave in peace!
The ninth said: there is no peace while he is drinking our water and eating from our ground!!
The tenth said: hey brothers, it is not our land too! Where was each one of us before???!
They were discussing while the red tulip was saying: why am I different? Why????

The second day, the man passed by and was impressed by the red tulip to a degree that he didn’t realize that there is another tulips on the field! He removed the yellow tulips that live around, in order to give her more space… to grow and fructify in peace…

The Stolen Peace…

This photo was taken during the countdown to 2008, where everyone was busy to look at what will happen on the Eiffel tower… a fascinating on and off movement of the electrical lights fixed on this tower drew a big smile on faces…
That’s how we meet a new year, while no one place in this world is safe…
The dormant cells of terrorism are everywhere, and our leaders’ treatment is surgical… more wars to cut it off, then more blood and surely an eternal revenge…
Instead of fighting poverty and abuse, we pay all what we have to make the fake peace by force… or, we sell the poor communities arms so they stay busy in their shit…
Peace became a name on a monument, but everyone forgot about…
I’m not blaming anyone… the world became small, and so are our hearts…

New Year Eve (07-08)

Polyarnye Nochi

Album by Simon Roberts

Featured on BBC

In winter this region shrouded in darkness nearly 24 hours a day, a phenomenon known as Polyarnye Nochi (Polar Nights). (Photo: Mid-afternoon in a residential area of Murmansk, Russia.)

Throughout December until mid-January, during the period of polar nights, the sun remains below the horizon and there is only a faint glow of light visible around midday.

To note one third of Russia’s population live and work in these inhospitable climatic conditions.

Amazing no?!!

Merry Christmas From Toulouse

Merry Christmas From Toulouse