Walk with me, against me, it doesn't matter

It’s really ironic to me how some people function. The statement of “ I AM HUMAN” is overly and dramatically used to justify bullshit. It’s a daily struggle for me to trust the people around me. I am an open book, and I find it sad to have to filter my thoughts because words are twisted into sharp bullets fired my way. I am always reminded not to trust anyone, bass sorry “I AM HUMAN” and I am born this way. In life we tend to fall for things, people, dreams that become a lifestyle. We become slaves of a self-damaging unrealistic reality. We turn into footsteps, shadows and red lights waiting for someone to push the button so we turn green and move forward. But how many of us get that privilege? This year I decided to cut off many people who attempted to turn sweet moments to sour in 2011. But, I learned that life especially in Lebanon is a poker game. I have learned to bluff a lot and keep that poker face on. So those people are still in the game, bass the reflection of their cards is clearly exposed on their faces. Don’t fear to be surrounded with evil, without evil you will never know the good in you. The saying “God is Great” proves itself to me daily, don’t understatement the power of faith and let me tell you whatever you share with God is universal but forever on mute and only you will hear yourself. In the end, whatever reality you are trying to push, know that nothing is real except what is inside you. If you choose to be real you can always use the statement “I AM HUMAN…SORRY”. Sometimes words speak louder than actions. To 2012 and the people around me, this year it will be more real than ever, so get it together.

Forgive me because i will keep sinning 

It's Time

MK

Bhebak Ya Lebnan

I have seen this video several times and each time, it grabs my heart and squeezes it so hard leaving me out of breath. We have all the weapons in the world (education, culture, beauty, depth..) to fight for a hopeless country. Let us be remembered as the Lebanese who brought life back to Lebanon, not the ones who murdered it and walked in its funeral. They who hold authority are figures of speech, we are the action. Love, Believe and Act as One.

You have one right! The right to be Lebanese.

All should be One

Proud Lebanese,

MK

Cheers Scorpionitas

Your challenge



Your Scorpio beauty is attracted to power, so if you have it, you are ahead of the game. Your other challenge will be that this lady has a mind of her own, so if you think you can tame her, forget it.

She will.....

Scorpio will defend and support her man to the ends of the earth. 

Scorpio women are into control, and with her magnetic, femme fatale powers, she will soon have the upper hand. After all, who could resist her famous Scorpion gaze, those memorable bedroom eyes?

and...

She is full of flair and intrigue, a fascinating woman that the strong A-type personality male will adore, for she presents the right amount of challenge with the right amount of rewards. The Scorpio woman is the ultimate seductive, flirtatious woman. She won't give a man her heart very easily because she is weary of trusting another person.

In the end...

Scorpios  like strong, real people with driving ambitious personality like theirs.

"Come and walk with me 

let me kiss you so hard under all the eyes.

Passionate,

MK

Defacement

Throughout my 24 years on earth, I have witnessed people not being able to just simply stare and appreciate a scene. It’s always a blade they secretly carry and when no one is looking they start scratching. We are all targeted by hackers that try to make their conflicts a less personal and more public one but through us. We all have insecurities, walls blocking, and dreams held. But not all of us try to turn the situation around buy inflecting the problems onto others. I think the deep desire to succeed is pushing people to deface one another’s work and not in a Warhol/Basquiat type of way. I think admiration is fading and jealousy is spreading.  We are all rebels looking for security, but we need to pay with our all to reach that level.  I see myself as a wild child in an expensive suit trying to walk in the same pace as my fellow beings. I am terribly out of breath, but I will keep walking because I learned if you pause someone will step on you and instead of leaving marks, you will become one’s.  We came to this world as radiant as it can get, don’t loose your light because someone is shinning brighter! We are all seen.

Beauty+Beauty = Beautiful

Missing,

MK

This year....

I will fall in love the crazy extreme passionate type of love.

I will dance my heart out

I will smoke moderately

I will go as far as I want

I will fight less

I will let go

JOIN ME

Cheers to the NEW

MK

Love is not a Tramp

I can recall many incidents in life where I witnessed love being treated badly. Love is a friend to all of us, sometimes it makes our world go round and round.But, sometimes it stabs you in the heart and leads to pain that destroys the membrane. My admiration to men throughout the years has made me wonder what moments was I really in love? Being emotional and extreme I tend to fall in love with different actions and thoughts a man reveals at first sight (I have always been fascinated with men who have seen and experienced more than I have). Some took that feeling for granted and like always I dramatically suffer, then at a random day I brush it of and keep walking. I see women begging for their love to be shard, I see men counting on that desperate love to full fill desired needs. I don't blame women for wanting love( I live of being in love), but I feel disappointed when that love is treated like a tramp. Who can we blame here? Women? Men? The society? What ever happened to Mr. Right seeking to find your phone number and nervously make that call to ask you out. MEN!!!! I say out loud, we are liberated woman, we don't mind kissing on the first date, we work for our money etc. But,we want the gentle back in men.

I wonder if he will call?

Amen,

MK

Noraire Dawrak !!

My dear friend Nunu, confidently stated today, "Why haven't you been writing anything interesting?" I hid behind a typical Micha answer, "I am uninspired and depressed." I felt pretty stupid saying it, so I decided to do something more stupid and blast "I am titanium" and dance out loud. As I danced my heart out, I started focusing on the lyrics. At this point I am out of breath, drenched in sweat, I replayed the song about three times, yes very movie like, I am quite a dramatic character. The more I danced the more I screamed the lyrics extremely out loud. It felt fucking amazing!! As i showered afterwards (excellent place to think), I thought to myself, "I am such a nagger, I mean ma na2esne shi, why do I pause a lot?" What i am going through right now is tough, but normal for my age. I am Miss Ma3jou2a, one second I want to go to Paris for my masters, then I want to get married and start a family, wo halla open a business with papa bear. Every night I look at my beautiful mother and complain, " TOOT bi haze, lek nothing is working out." She grabs me and kisses my cheeks and tells me "It's ok Habib, it will get better, we will support you forever." I think she should slap me instead. I mean whats wrong with me, so what I am confused!! I am capable of following each dream. So my message after all this ja2ja2a is, "Being confused is beautiful, at least I am capable of having many choices wo akid  I am bulletproof nothing to loose, So LIFE, fire away fire away.

Public Display of Affection: WANTED

Blood thick as thieves,

MK