Category: Spring

Love is the stranger

I always said that i wish i could take pieces of my heart and give them to everyone i love
In fact i love alot
It might not be apparent for someone like my with such sarcastic behavior
But i think my heart is just outside my body into everyone and everything I’ve been through
And its been a major problem that sometimes and many times i can’t take it
I can’t take this much love
And this much people
And memories
And hopes to live with
With each one opening a new different alternate dimension to a sun
I can’t
And i dont know what to do with it
And how to use it
And how to show it
And if the world exists within me how can i live with it ?
But i change
There’s still a room for anxiety somewhere within me
But i accept all this
I accept that I’m a genuine lighthearted person
And that i hope for a best within the moment
I might not take this love anywhere or to anyone
And it won’t be remembered
But if it’s within me
I’ll let it stay within me
I’ll use this love to evolve and to transcend
If it ain’t making me a better person and I’m not using it effectively , for at last all i have is me and it , then it has no benefit
I’ll not say i want to be a better person
Or say I’ll show love
No put it in myself let it change me , let it get the hell out of me and let it make me someone worthy of holding it
And for sure , love itself will find a way to be shown on it’s own , it can’t be heard not spoken
Its a stranger
So love you stranger

black Spring

The trickster unarchetype

Post author By Zaki Monzer
Post date January 30, 2023
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If you read this
It means you are reading this
And you know you that i’m such a sarcastic rotten person
But you don’t know me
And i don’t know you
But i know you
And i don’t know myself
Okay to give it a try
One two three start
Im sad
And im fine
And im not devastated about the future
Nor worried
But i dont know what to expect then
But i know what to expect now
Although im devastated in the mean time
And i dont know why are you reading this
But you might be one of my close people
And thats a high probability
So here’s a kiss ==》》 a kiss
Its hard
Although maybe easier than many times in human history
And than many places out there
But its hard
Im writing this because i need a space
A space for me
That tells me theres some place i still belong to in this world
And some people
And that whatever might happen i can go to and write and weep and write
And i want to live
And i want to know myself
And god
And if there’s a future with who i love
And i lived alot
But i want it all to stick together
I accept myself
But im trying to be a better man
And i dont want to change the world
Nor myself
I want peace
I used to write when i’m depressed and when life was good
Now i’m good but life’s depressing so i’m writing all the time
I want to stop writing
And to start writing
They say live as if there’s no tomorrow
I want to sleep as if there’s no tomorrow…
In peace

Spring Yellow

We are alive

I dreamed about a thousand way to be dead
I went through a thousand way to be dead…
But non of them happened
I dreamed about a thousand way to be alive
I went through a thousand way to be alive…
But non of them happened
I happened
And went through

I might not be good at anything at all,
But i am good,
And I’m seeing everything.
I might not be going places,
But I’m going worlds.
I might not be seen,
But i see everyone.
I’m proud of myself here,
I hope you realize when you see this person in the pic that it’s you more than it’s me.
We are alive.

green Spring

Good old feeling

I feel like flower in forest
My eyes come together and see my nose , it look big nose
I breath with nose and notice something blocking airflow
Must be a booger
I check with my fingers and pull out joyful spirits
This aint even butterflies nor a flower
Screaming poems , screaming poems rushs and rolls deep within

Blue Spring

Flourishing

I wont go back as long and talk about childhood , ill just say that by the time i started to use sm ,i didnt get the idea out of it , how people are truly using it , and how they behave and act and think , so i used to post and share whatever like whataver i want and feel too whenever i wanted i was just playing through the world within my eyes , then after i saw the community and society i was in and its ways of viewing life and viewing how they capture and describe it through this medium , my usage and interpretation for it changed too , and later on affected the way i view stuff , before i wake up .
And i think this apply for most of us throught our childhood and by starting or teen years ,we just view stuff without idiologies , without values , without opinions , without questioning yes or no , without throwing ourselves in positions or masks and without trying to place ourselves in outer shelves .
We were just a pure unknowing soul that used to swim in the truth , in the deeper self where logic doesnt exist and where she knew that the world was truly a play …
Why did the collective outer consciousness just change the way we flaw and be and dance and express or why we allowed it?…

Blue Spring

Still on the edge of the abyss..

Post author By Zaki Monzer
Post date January 20, 2023
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I used to walk on a thin line between life and death and now i walk on a thin line on the edge of the abyss
And i know its filled in a wonder sense of things that i might feel while falling
And i know i left the entire world to step here
And i know that many signs are telling me to jump cause theres it
Whatever it is
And that its not if i gaze ,im gazing at it , and its gazing at my soul
And maybe ill fall and die , or get reincarnated , or resurrected , or really be alive
Maybe ill find my home down there
And i know its only a step
And i know that the cave you fear holds the treasure you seek but this is a goddamn freakish abyss just imagine whatll it even hold
And sooner or later ill take that leap
Of faith
And of awe
But im just bubbling now some thoughts while waiting as im standing here
Maybe theres nothing
But i was meant to take it
To go there
To find the world through it
And to find everything
Having a deja vu rn so ill see you there
Ill be there

Spring Yellow

Swift feeling

All of us might be struggling nowadays, stressed out , battling fear , searching for sth, a goal, place , whatever brings one happiness, even just not being into anything at all , or going through hardships , so whoever you meet in your day , try to be good and kind with him , speak from the heart , your family , close ones , or even a stranger , cause we all need this and you don’t know what the other person might be going through , a small act of kindness and a true act of selflessness always sparks another ,it will turn back to you , and before all be nice to yourself and love it , treat and speak to yourself softly , life is a dream that is (worth) not being serious , mad at , or stressed for

-the art pic is about kyrgyzstan’s culture , it fits with beethoven 6th symphony pastoral 💜
*ps: I’m not trying to be nice or anything , you might see me as a toxic or a good person it’s your perspective in the end , see you again have a wonderful time ❤❤

Spring white

212

I feel like , i aint bipolar
But im either at home and peace
Or im sad to the extent that my inner worlds would burst and willnt take it anymore
Alghough i know that well meet
Somewhere i know exist
Someday that is just steps away
Somehow if it means by death or reserrection or some another trip
Somtimes sth pissed me of and i can tolerate it completey whatever is the situation
But someone would jump out me to punch whoever whatever went shit
I dont want even to be happy
Im fine of where im at and i dont want recognition
But i urge to , sth is telling me , and i dont know why
That i want to stand up a bridge or a tower , open that goddamn gate , and invade the entire world with my nation of spirits , creatures , or whatever you may call it , i dont know why they cant take it
Although theyre laying there in the shadows too all over the world and helping out many things
Long live 212
Blessed live 212

green Spring

شاي

وكنت قد كرهتك لانني كذبت عليك . ذلك انني ان كنت احب العبث في الكلام والاقوال ، وان كنت احب ان احلم ايضا ، فان الشئ الذي اريده في الواقع هو ان تغوروا جميعا ، هو ان تذهبوا جميعا الى الشيطان ! لست في حاجة الا الى هذا ، انا في حاجة الى الهدوء . انني مستعد لان ابيع الكون كله بقرش واحد ، شريطة ان اترك وشأني هادئا مطمئنا ! لو سئلت ماذا تؤثر : ان يهلك العالم كله او ان تحرم من احتساء نصيبك من الشاي لقلت : ألا فليهلك العالم شريطة ان اشرب الشاي ، اكنت تعلمين هذا ؟ اما انا فاعلمه .

– دوستويفسكي ، في قبوي

Blue Spring Summer violet

An old view for sonny boy

Post author By Zaki Monzer
Post date January 9, 2023
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Imagine having a normal day at highschool , then the entire place , students , and you got drifted into a blank space , another dimension where nothing exists and where everything consist of new rules and powers , then you keep drifting on again from one dimentional place to another , from one world to other , until you live whats around 2000 years in these alternate worlds, with people , each different time , different , with each got an unique one representing his inner self , and also the girl you like , can u imagine how many lives youve lived ? Without even getting old ? And then u find out that your power was drifting everyone into a new world..
and as for the girl you like her’s was being a compass that sees light , the light that you are all searching for to return to reality , to this dimensional normal life we live in.

That light is a view for the heart , for true belonging , for growing up , moving forward , facing the world..
The girl you like died at some alternate world , because well she opposed the entire world that is trying to reach the perfect game , the jam of many dimensions , u tried and managed to escape finally with your friend at the end , another interrupted you , he found out everthing’s and everyone’s gone all this time , theres nothing to hold up to and he lets you pass , finally he accepted, that theres no place for anyone to go to , that there’s no road to god except being here , being now , some lost themselves in the process , some died , some became a forrest , and some escaped , because no one is obliged to stay in his mental prisons.
You return to the real world , no time passed , all these 2000 years where just lived , inside you , its not the better world and you cant change it into one but you still choose it , when you went back , you find out everyones is still here living and going to school , except no one remembers who are you or what happened , all these goddamn years, and all those worlds, and you find out the one you love that died is still alive here , but cant remember anything too ,and this is all the light she once saw , you go on and live a normal life again , in silence , you struggle through your studies , through work and with people and nothing is extraordinary as where you used to be.
your friend you escaped with was the only one to remember too , and you both grow up together and accepted who you are and how far you came..

“As long as theres still a little of who you were on that island there, youll be fine..”

This is a story ive both experienced irl and experienced through anime media , this resembles my entire life , this anime moved me to the core of my existence where alot of things i imagined , lived and drifted through happened, this is just the tip of the iceberg of my (and many) interpretation and understanding for this story , and that i wrote only after my first warching..
#sonnyboy

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