When men move earth, they shape the landscape. When men move ideas, they shape the world.

Despite being full of life, you come to realise the fact that you are also dying. We are all dying. All on a timer, counting down, taking us towards our inevitable end. How can you not have compassion, empathy and love for others who are dying?

You fall down a well. The first friend says it’s your fault. The second friend listens and spreads the news to others. The third friend throws down a rope and encourages you to pull yourself up. We never find out who are friends are until we fall.

Many misconstrue love and happiness as if one led to the other. If good morals lead to suffering and bad morals lead to treasures, anyone pursuing love for happiness should prepare themselves for divorce. Love is a continuous struggle, not a happy ending.

If you don’t have a plan, you’ll be dammed.

Success comes from the absence of ignorance.

No matter how complete
I may think I am
you complete me
with your incompleteness.

Some are born the day they die.
And they cannot witness their dawn.
Hence a poet may bear his words in the womb.
Never seeing them alive.

© Ziad Dib Jreige

We should each be free to develop our own talents, whatever they may be, and not be held back by artificial barriers.

Stabilize the fable then enfeebles your enabler.