Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Chain ..

- Not Every Situation is a Revolutionary Situation.
- Definitely, Not Every Revolutionary Situation is a Revolution.
- Without Revolutionary Theory There Can Be No Revolutionary Movement !

Thank You "Vladimir Lenin"

Thursday, November 3, 2011


A horroble feeling invade me this evening when I was thinking of you and me. I was selfish and crule.

.Apologize. I'm Sorry; so sorry to you my dear.
.Apologize. For your Precious Tears.
.Apologize. I was blaming you my dear.
.Apologize. For every thing caused by me.

Im sorry; deeply sorry if sorry will ever fix or recover it all. I'm sorry and deeply thanks for being you, here, around, graceful, considring me!

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Better Wake Up !

As a matter of fact, you better wake up - clash with truth - deal with it - tear for it - and stand up for what you believe in. Always fight, but dont wast your power for one lost thing. However, every human worth fighting for.

Maybe your are "truth" and clash with "you" .. Maybe you are "fake" but it's hard to discover, to take off your clowny materials, but in the end, clashes will happen !

I read once, soon, that : whither you start working on your dreams and accept failure or keep dreaming as hope.

In The End, It's Your Choice

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

25 Oct. From September ... !

25 Oct. 2011 .. A Date To Remember, A Night To Stand For !
September Gave A Birth to October As It Gave Birth To Me .. It's exactly like what music to the old heart, like how Ohio and Rhine are connected, and your mind with your radio .. It's so strong that you can not see my face in the mirror ..

I love You So Much ..
I Miss You Even More ..

My heart is beating so hard as it's creating a new island within its weaves .. or trying to recognize the direction of a reborn winds ..
Land is still, sea is us, river is the unknown .. reaching shores wouldn't be easy as wither isn't predecteble and stoping isn't the plane even a minute to pause .. only a smile, a shaking hands, a commen song can hold this look into our hearts.

You wrote my name over and over with the red ink, secrets would cover it .. secrets we didn't speak about it yet; we only knew how to mix different melodies .. at least, red and yellow would fit surreal together !

A massage from September to October with a gracefully soundtrack made a bird girl can fly.

30 Sep. going to be 25 Oct.
with love,

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Yet To Come .. !

I'm Trying To Recall Our Revolutionary Conversations as Out Minds are Besting As Heart .. Movements are Fast, Confused, Rush & Different .. We're Witnessing Revolutions, History "Changing Skin Process" .. But, Are We Ready To Make It ? To Be Part Of It ?

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Žižek at Wall Street: “don’t fall in love with yourself”

by Jérôme E. Roos on October 11, 2011

“We’re not dreamers. We’re awaking from a dream turning into a nightmare. We’re not destroying anything. We’re watching the system destroy itself.”


We are all losers, but the true losers are down there on Wall Street. They were bailed out by billions of our money. We are called socialists, but here there is always socialism for the rich. They say we don’t respect private property, but in the 2008 financial crash-down more hard-earned private property was destroyed than if all of us here were to be destroying it night and day for weeks. They tell you we are dreamers. The true dreamers are those who think things can go on indefinitely the way they are. We are not dreamers. We are the awakening from a dream that is turning into a nightmare.

We are not destroying anything. We are only witnessing how the system is destroying itself. We all know the classic scene from cartoons. The cat reaches a precipice but it goes on walking, ignoring the fact that there is nothing beneath this ground. Only when it looks down and notices it, it falls down. This is what we are doing here. We are telling the guys there on Wall Street, “Hey, look down!”

In mid-April 2011, the Chinese government prohibited on TV, films, and novels all stories that contain alternate reality or time travel. This is a good sign for China. These people still dream about alternatives, so you have to prohibit this dreaming. Here, we don’t need a prohibition because the ruling system has even oppressed our capacity to dream. Look at the movies that we see all the time. It’s easy to imagine the end of the world. An asteroid destroying all life and so on. But you cannot imagine the end of capitalism.

So what are we doing here? Let me tell you a wonderful, old joke from Communist times. A guy was sent from East Germany to work in Siberia. He knew his mail would be read by censors, so he told his friends: “Let’s establish a code. If a letter you get from me is written in blue ink, it is true what I say. If it is written in red ink, it is false.” After a month, his friends get the first letter. Everything is in blue. It says, this letter: “Everything is wonderful here. Stores are full of good food. Movie theatres show good films from the west. Apartments are large and luxurious. The only thing you cannot buy is red ink.” This is how we live. We have all the freedoms we want. But what we are missing is red ink: the language to articulate our non-freedom. The way we are taught to speak about freedom— war on terror and so on—falsifies freedom. And this is what you are doing here. You are giving all of us red ink.

There is a danger. Don’t fall in love with yourselves. We have a nice time here. But remember, carnivals come cheap. What matters is the day after, when we will have to return to normal lives. Will there be any changes then? I don’t want you to remember these days, you know, like “Oh. we were young and it was beautiful.” Remember that our basic message is “We are allowed to think about alternatives.” If the broom [?] is broken, we do not live in the best possible world. But there is a long road ahead. There are truly difficult questions that confront us. We know what we do not want. But what do we want? What social organization can replace capitalism? What type of new leaders do we want?

Remember. The problem is not corruption or greed. The problem is the system. It forces you to be corrupt. Beware not only of the enemies, but also of false friends who are already working to dilute this process. In the same way you get coffee without caffeine, beer without alcohol, ice cream without fat, they will try to make this into a harmless, moral protest. A decaffienated process. But the reason we are here is that we have had enough of a world where, to recycle Coke cans, to give a couple of dollars for charity, or to buy a Starbucks cappuccino where 1% goes to third world starving children is enough to make us feel good. After outsourcing work and torture, after marriage agencies are now outsourcing our love life, we can see that for a long time, we allow our political engagement also to be outsourced. We want it back.

We are not Communists if Communism means a system which collapsed in 1990. Remember that today those Communists are the most efficient, ruthless Capitalists. In China today, we have Capitalism which is even more dynamic than your American Capitalism, but doesn’t need democracy. Which means when you criticize Capitalism, don’t allow yourself to be blackmailed that you are against democracy. The marriage between democracy and Capitalism is over. The change is possible.

What do we perceive today as possible? Just follow the media. On the one hand, in technology and sexuality, everything seems to be possible. You can travel to the moon, you can become immortal by biogenetics, you can have sex with animals or whatever, but look at the field of society and economy. There, almost everything is considered impossible. You want to raise taxes by little bit for the rich. They tell you it’s impossible. We lose competitivity. You want more money for health care, they tell you, “Impossible, this means totalitarian state.” There’s something wrong in the world, where you are promised to be immortal but cannot spend a little bit more for healthcare. Maybe we need to set our priorities straight here. We don’t want higher standard of living. We want a better standard of living. The only sense in which we are Communists is that we care for the commons. The commons of nature. The commons of privatized by intellectual property. The commons of biogenetics. For this, and only for this, we should fight.

Communism failed absolutely, but the problems of the commons are here. They are telling you we are not American here. But the conservatives fundamentalists who claim they really are American have to be reminded of something: What is Christianity? It’s the holy spirit. What is the holy spirit? It’s an egalitarian community of believers who are linked by love for each other, and who only have their own freedom and responsibility to do it. In this sense, the holy spirit is here now. And down there on Wall Street, there are pagans who are worshipping blasphemous idols. So all we need is patience. The only thing I’m afraid of is that we will someday just go home and then we will meet once a year, drinking beer, and nostalgically remembering “What a nice time we had here.” Promise yourselves that this will not be the case. We know that people often desire something but do not really want it. Don’t be afraid to really want what you desire. Thank you very much.



Friday, October 7, 2011

Historical Speech by Charlie Chaplin !

They Free themselves But Enslave The Others !

( here is the original: )

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Modigliani Jeanne

Come to Me and I will Paint You .. But, if I'm lucky some day I will Paint Your Eyes ! - Modigliani

Tonight is for Modigliani .. Yes, one of the Amazing nights was yesterday in the opera watching "Modigliani" film like I'm alone at theater ..

It's outstanding how the soundtrack is mixed with The motions of the body as the hands are the Master and waves of feelings, the smile of nervous satisfaction and capturing eyes .. How to be faster than music to distract time .. How To make Angles stay around to protect them with covering blue .. How to give away tears with pain for the sake of love and how to give away life for the sake of friends ..
In the end, for the moment of breaking the feather; you give away yourself !

.. And This Is The Last Dance As Forever ..

Tuesday, September 27, 2011


To Know More Thank You Should Know .. I hate That !
Once you know, everything changes at least between you and the other which you knew about .. But, if you were the last resort for this "Other" and you can't help it; simply it would seems like there is some one who hit you in your stomach.

God Help Us !

Saturday, June 4, 2011

shhh ... Time For Silence!

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Friday, June 3, 2011


Sunday, May 29, 2011

Baby . . .

‎... Baby You Are Sweet Wind Came From Irresistible Music ...

"Nour Badr"

Saturday, May 21, 2011

In The Memory Of : Amal Donkol

The Egyptian Poet "Amal Donkol" ...;

Who Said "No" To Those Who Said "Yes"

Glory To the Free "Wind"
Glory To the Free "Crumbs"
Glory To "No"
Glory To "Amal Donkol"

Rest In Our Vanes Holding our Free Blood

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Different Ways !

Down to my face ..
Burning my skin
Down to my face ..
Digging its way

This river wont stop,
This river will keep drowning in sea !
Winds will take him away ..
Take him down to the sea

Nour Badr
At Sistrum

Friday, April 22, 2011

Where Do We Draw the Line

Where Do We Draw the Line
Poets Of The Fall

On your palm an endless wonder
Lines that speak the truth without a sound
In your eyes awaits the tireless hunger
Already looks for prey to run down

So why do we keep up this charade
How do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait

What does tomorrow want with me
What does it matter what I see
If it can't be my design
Tell me where do we draw the line

The dance of flames and shadows in the street
Make poetry nobody's ever heard
The weight of loneliness stands on your feet
The cage already there around the bird

So why don't we join the masquerade
Before it all falls apart before our love becomes insatiate

What does tomorrow want with me
What does it matter what I see
If I can't choose my own design
Tell me where do we draw the line

Where's the cooling wind
Where's the evergreen field
Where's my mother's open arms
Where's my father lionheart
S'like the sun's gone down
Sleeps in the hallowed ground now
With the autumn's browns leaves
With the one who never grieves

What does tomorrow want with me
What does it matter what I see
If we all walk behind the blind
Tell me where do we draw the line

Whatever tomorrow wants from me
At least I'm here, at least I'm free
Free to choose to see the signs
This is my line

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Under the sun

My love under the sun
When no lines between countries
When all wars is gone
We can feel the freedom of us

My love under the sun
We are one
And the universe had witnessed
Upon our hearts
You said once
“I don’t belong to here”
“You don’t belong to there”
“Only to God”

My love under the sun
The dearest to my heart
If I can call it just a heart!
The light of my soul
If it’s in my body!

I am the universe
While the lines still stands
I am the revolution
While wars blow the candles
I am the saver
When there are no more heroes

You promised me,
I promised you,
Maybe it’s all about wishes
But under the sun,
You are my love …

Nour Badr
Sat. / Sun. 18/10/09
1:00 am

Monday, April 11, 2011

**** All :)

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Odd ...

This night has no color but I can see shadows of two ghosts … One is bleeding and the other is shooting. One is shaking and the other is raping. One is dyeing and the other is drunk. This lonely lamp on the street which is lighting only one way of the road, can not relieve the truth.

Odd, these shadows moving forward hidden away… moving heading toward the edge fighting. Odd, to see shadows of two ghosts in the end of the tunnel … One is crawling and the other standing still. Odd, the reality is the shining sun and the truth is purple roses upon the White Mountain.

Nour Badr--- Sat. 2/4/2011

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Flute ...

What are you ?

That was the simplest answer that floated from her heart right through reality … It’s not love, it’s being peaceful with this world … So much people with so much questions on the head … She was like a baby, fears nothing and everything … Like a little child, feels all the pain through one moment but it’s all hidden away with the first dawn kiss and first smile upon someone’s face … like a lost kid, feels homeless with any tough look but she’s home again with the first open arms …

Nothing is real to her, Nothing is "her" & Everything is the core … This world is “Faces” connected to Nothing … Nonetheless … “Confused” she feels while she is observing the black bird. "They ware unfair to you, they wrong you while you taught then how to hide their shame!" she said to the black bird.

Without any thing, with no flavors or even shining stones; there was something in the sky burning by itself ... what was it ? lost star captured lost soul ? or was it an red Apple has fallen into the sky ? "Gravity of the sky" ...

This flute isn't for you ... This Flute wont be broken; someday its rhythm will have no limit cause the sky has no roof.

Nour Badr .. 26/3/2011 Sat.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Why Me ?

Sweet eyes have been looking
But I'm not the same ..
I'm a girl with no name
I'm a heart with no pain
I'm a body with no vanes

ٍSweet eyes have been looking
Why me ?
I'm not the same ..


Saturday, February 5, 2011

"It's Too Late" .. come true ..

After all, This moments "days" made me realize that these words "It's too late" can easily come true. Actually "came" true.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Al-Tahreer Square (NOW)

Al-Tahreer Square - Egypt (NOW) .. From Al-Dostoor Journal
Fire it on
United As One
That's the Real "FREEDOM" Tahreer Square

Friday, January 21, 2011

Jeremiah's Words About Tunisia ...

If something is wanted by all but spoken by none, than voice it and that idea will begin to take form. One will become two, two will become four, four, eight, and so on.... Eventually people will begin to organize, but everything begins some where, even if small or unexpected. Everything begins at 0 before becoming 1, but it requires 2 before it can become anything.... - Jeremiah (My Friend)

... I'M FIREWORK ...

Thank You Reem ...

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Along Came The Rain ...

Leaving all the bad things behind,
Trying to cry on your shoulder...
I can trust you my friend
Revolving your arms around me ...

Leaving all the bad thoughts behind,
Looking forward against my well
Hold me closer my friend ...
let peace be upon you and me

I never want to say goodbye,
I'm more than a wanderer
But no one can see
I don't want to leave you
You just found me ...
I was lost in a maze
I'm lost I'm a maze
And winds are hurting ...
Don't cry my friend,
Your tears are burning ...

I'm laying inside
Thinking "no body will see me"
"I don't want to see me"
But it's raining
My friend
It's downpour ...

Nour Badr
Friday 8/1/2011
3:20 am