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I don’t know if you want to believe that this is a true story or not, but I just feel the need to write this down before I forget it. Well, I am saying that I can forget it because bits and pieces of this memory feel like a dream rather than an actual event that took place, but I am sure, in my heart, that what I felt and experienced was true. I know it was true. I believed in what I saw. I believed in what I felt and experienced. I want it to be true because it confirms to me that I am not some madman or hallucinating. People say that I am hallucinating a lot for some reason. They called me mad. They called me names. Bad names. Words that hurt me deep in the heart like a stab that you cannot heal from. Why am I saying this? Because nobody remembers the incident except me, and I know this sounds cliché, but I can swear to you that this is not from a movie script or anything like that. I mean... As a writer and film director, that credibility seems to be in question all the time if I ke...

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Bossa nova in the background, playing softly but it was playing loudly earlier. I sat down here once again like I did last month and I am looking at the cup of coffee that is not mine. I don't care. I don't want a cup of coffee and I, in fact, skipped breakfast this morning just like yesterday because I am not hungry for some reason. I don't know why I come to this writing space that's provided by the library because I feel that I am not actually writing at all but rather just writing down on my blog because I am not in any mood to write to begin with. I just attended today to see how I can proceed with the facilitation of the event because I signed up to be part of this event. Well, that was last year but I will not be surprised that last year will be repeated again this year. I won't be surprised at all. I have a book with me and I am going to read it soon because I am very bored. I guess I am bored with this concept. I just agreed to help but maybe it can help ca...

Home of Art By M.A. Amru Here, often, A picturesque ancient, With rustic cuboids, Casting doubtful shadows, And a yellow adjacent, Wonders of youth, filled By an eternal will. There, I sit, Like a restful patient, I see the towers, not vacant, Where the concrete narrows, An opening for tomorrows, Wondering of our past, killed Brick by brick, sealed.

  Well, what are you waiting for? Go and play it !

Today, I watched the new SpongeBob movie. It taught me something really important. That I should be myself no matter what others say because If I am true to myself, I can find my own happiness in my own terms.