P-F[5]

Brooklyn Marine Park by Yongbo Jiang.

Note: I wrote following, it might be funny, but it's actually related to our daily politics.

Political-Fiction [5]:

Once upon a time [x] was asked by a curious [y] if he remembered his early life and dreams so he answered:

--"I remember the day I was born, I remember I was dropped off, like a water drop, on a blue bedsheet, and an Indian doctor came to me, and said "Ok, here you arrr, Kyoot Babee", I remember he smelled like Coconut oil. To be honest, my nose was disfunction for coco oil smell. He put a tag on my right wrist. The tag had my birthdate, and how many white hair I would have at the age of 12. Then he said to me "Welcome to Earth, Don't tell your mom that the Afghani war isn't over yet. Soon you will have your own passport, your own belief, your own land, or become an illegal immigrant in some superpower countries". I smiled while my mind had thoughts like "Wait until I invade your country and destroy your coconut trees to get rid of people using such oil on their hair", he got scared, and backed off, and said SATAN! My tongue was disfunction at that time otherwise I would reply and say "No, Your holy cow".

In the first night of my life, I enjoyed a process called "Sleep" I had a movie played in my brain, which is an event called "Dream", and a bad dream is called "Nightmare". I had a nightmare, my first nightmare was about a president, it's a term used to name anyone who sucks at politics, this president drank a lot of black liquor endlessly, he called it Spoiled Milk, he refused to share any of it to any one very greedy he was, he tried to arrest me and sent me to jail. However, I suddenly woke up in shock and it was morning , I dropped so much tears, in a process called "Crying" for seeking a breast-fed. My favorite drink at that time was unexpired milk unlike my nightmare president's favorite. Milk is a white liquid produced from a four legged creature that makes a sound "MOO". The doctor came, said "God MorninG". I wish I knew English at that time, but I only knew how to speak "Waa Waa" language, which is not processed by the tongue, but the eyes. The doctor said to me that I was becoming 2 days old and I must look for a wife soon at least within 20 years. I said to him in the Wa wa language " WA WA AAAA WAA WAA" which meant "WTF, I still don't know If I am going to be male or female". The Indian doctor understood and said "Oh No Brobleem, we will wait 20 years".

I left the hospital with my emotional Arabian mother, when we got home, we had a huge party celebrating my victory at the hospital against the Indian's Axis of evil. My turkish secularist sick father was so happy and hugged me very strong like squeezing a kurdish refugee. And, our nieghbors started visiting and giving my mom money to build my empire. I got a lot of money from a Chinese doctor, a Russian nurse, and an Iranian belly dancer although my American grandfather did not like them. Anyhow, within a few days, I bought a huge well-protected fully-armed bed, one tank full of toys and Babyist -babyist is anyone who believes in babyism- musical Anthems, thick bullet-proof diapers, and a 10 years plan to install braces. It was only time for The World to fall in obedience under my feet, until my mom and grandfather started to spank me to behave well, and that's where all my dreams shattered away. And, I screamed "WA WAA'A A A A WAWA" which painfully meant "Mom! Why do You Women get jealous so easily!?" --

Right after [x] finished his tale,

[y] said: LIAR!,
[x] said: Well, look around do you see anyone is honest?
[y] said: Yes, Me.
[x] said: Yes, you are honest since your mom started to spank you as well.

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Written by [x].
under revisions.

Previous Political-Fiction[4].

Good night dear Readers.

HistroPolitical-Joke[2]:

HistroPolitical-Joke[2]:
Years Passed by, and Egyptians ran out of patience so they kindly asked their president:
"Why do you like to be the president and always win the election by 99%!?"

The president said: " Sorry people to make you wait this long, but I kept my position this long because I just wanted to know the feeling of being a mummy inside a pyramid guarded by a thousand men and visited daily by a thousand wanna-be-president-like-me for inspiration; And hence, I won the election by 99% because I was the only one who voted, and only 1% of myself disagreed with my policies."

Unfortunately, his people agreed to wait longer.
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Written by [x].

A keyless door.

Morning In Wazir Khan Mosque by Umair Ghani

BedTime's Quote[116]:
"In our World, Our Religion was delivered complete, but, in today's reality, our society is so incomplete" --[x] [Social-Understanding].

Poliltical Status: Peaceful.
Psychological Status: Stressed, tired, fasting, patient.

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A Keyless Door.

She rushed to open the rusty door,
But too Late,
Their blood spelt on the floor,
The Middle East conflict had no cure.
Furious, curious, and serious,
Red, Blue, and White,
Colors Of
Hate,
curfew,
and peace.

....She turned off the light.
A Pigeon over an Olive Leaf's gone Blind,
Featherless,
Nakedness.
And The Atlas has gone dark.
No borders,
No flags.
A new life has begun...
From a tiny spark.
Copyright@[x]
Influenced by [z]

Note: the poem, the first "She" refers to the plans Arabs and Israelis working on with the U.N to solve their conflict. Red, Blue, and White referring to the USA. The second "She" refers to a better plan, which is no plan at all. Good Night dear readers. Ramadan Mobarak! so late, I know.

HistroPoliticalJoke[1]

The Wedding by Kenvin Pinardy.

BedTime's Quote[115]:

"In the Capitalist society, it's brutal or even illegal without a license to slaughter a chicken in your backyard, while it's ok for big companies to slaughter and kill millions of them for their own benefits"--[x] [Eco-Understanding].

"A country never exists if it doesn't have any economical and ideological mean, and there are many like that in this World"--[x] [Political-Understanding].

Psychological Status: Insomniac, busy, but happy.
Political Status: Offensive.

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HistroPolitical-Joke[1]:
A short conversation between a historian and Stalin, the former soviet union president:
Historian: "So, Mr.President, why did you kill or cause the death of 20 millions people or double that number?"
Stalin: "Me!! No way, I did not kill 20 nor 40 millions people, I only made them work little bit harder"
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Written by [x].

Good Night Dear Readers.

Broken Mirror Pieces of Moscow

By mario lopez
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BedTime's Quote[114]:
"Make a soul happy a day, and the world will be happier everyday" --[x] [Social-Understanding].

"Human Babies are peaceful, but when they grow up they make wars or just protest in streets" --[x] [Political-Understanding].

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Broken Mirror Pieces of Moscow.

We are the waste of Communism,
Our Fathers hated Capitalism,
Broken Pieces Of mirrors
We are,
Dirty And Dark like tar,
In life we can't travel so far,
Our Voyage in the Volga,
A sails-less ship sinking so slow,

We reflect nothing
A Dark matter in the universe,
Most of it unknown,
The rest, the slightest, is seen on TV.
While we die, got burred,
In flat nameless graves,
Where no one else can see,
So they can finally say;
"Our World is the perfect one"
Copyright@[x]
Influenced by [z].

Note: the poem is written to the homeless bums children in the Russian's capital, Moscow. Many of them die daily, no homes nothing just drinking Vodka and inhaling glues, while their government focuses on so-called Terrorism wars, or rebuilding Lebanon, and so on, superpower countries should care about their own people before looking at the next door neighbor's problems.

Good Night Dear Readers.

BTQ[113].

by Rarindra Prakarsa.

BedTime's Quote[113]:
"Love is supposed to be a gun with one bullet" --[x][Social-Understanding]

Political Status: Quiet.
Psychological Status: Busy, Happy, hopeful.

MyDaily: Not Posting much, been busy, No politics nothing at all, just focusing on myself, still write poetry, and less photography.

Goood Night Dear Readers.

BTQ[112]

My Calligraphy "Bashar" by [x]

BedTime's Quote[112]:
"Criticizing and Disagreeing with someone honsetly doesn't mean You hate them"--[x] [Sociopolitical-understanding]

Political Status: Offensive.
Psychological Status: Very happy.

She bought an empty diary,
With a cover page of Cyrillic Alphabets,
She filled Five pages,
With Innocent Photos,
And Meaningful Symbols.
And stopped...
She said "Fill the rest for me"
And Let's share the memory.
copyright@[x]
Inspired by [y]

MyNote: MyCalligraphy I wrote, is political, and If you can't read it, then that's your problem. hehe. The poem is clear.

Good Night Dear readers.

أبن المعتز

[1]
و النجمُ في الليلِ البهيمِ تخالهُ ----- عَيناً تُخالِسُ غَفلَة َ الرُّقَباءِ
والصّبحُ من تحتِ الظّلامِ كأنّهُ ----- شَيْبٌ بَدا في لِمّة ٍ سَوداءِ
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[2]
أعاذلَ قد كبرتُ على العتابِ ،----- و قد ضحك المشيبُ على الشبابِ
رددتُ إلى التّقى نفسي، فقرّت، ----- كما ردّ الحسامُ إلى القرابِ
ومالٍ قد سخَوتُ به وجاهٍ----- وجيهٍ لا يخافُ أذى الحجابِ
وكيفَ تُصانُ، عن أجرٍ وَحمدٍ، ----- وجوهٌ سوفَ تُبذَلُ للتّرابِ
و خصمٍ موقدٍ لشرار شرٍّ ،----- أمامَ مَعاشِرٍ خُزرٍ غِضابِ
أتحتُ له ، فأيقنَ ، إذ رآني ،----- بقانونِ الحكومَة ِ والخِطَابِ
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[3]
يقولون لي ، والبعدُ بيني وبينها : ----- نأت عنك شرٌّ، وانطوى سببُ القُربِ
فقلت لهم، والسّرُّ يُظهِره البُكا:----- لئن فارقت عيني ، لقد سكنت قلبي
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[4]
قَطَعتَ عُرَى ودّي، وخُنتَ أمانتي،----- و أبديتَ لي عتباً ، ولم تقبلِ العتبى
فيا رُبّ لَيلٍ لا يُرَجّى صَباحُه،----- تحملتُ فيهِ ما كرهتُ ، كما تهوى
فيا حَسرَتي إن رَدّ كفّيَ مانعٌ،----- فَقَصّرَها عمّا تحبُّ مِنَ الدّنْيا
وما بُغْيَتي في مِنّة ٍ لي أنَالُها،----- وأبلُغُها إلاّ نظرتُ إلى أُخرى
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[5]
الموتُ من غادرٍ أعذبُ بهْ ----- يخدعني وعدهُ ، ومن ليَ بهْ
الهجرُ في فِعلِهِ ولحظتِهِ، ----- و الوصلُ في قوله وفي كتبهْ
متنقلٌ في الأنامِ يشركُ في الحـ -----ـبّ أُلوفاً ولستُ أَشرِكُ بهْ
يا غافلاً عن جواي يقلقني ،----- حَسبُ محبٍّ وأنتَ تَلعبُ بهْ
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الشاعر العباسي
أبن المعتز

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Chickens Against Ants

Kingdom Tower by Jens Hartman

BedTime's Quote[111]:
"Try to be the minority in times of war And be the majority in times of peace to avoid the most chaotic times of all" --[x] [Political-Understanding]

Political Status: Counter Attacks.
Psychological Status: Worried.

Tonight's Blacklist:
- in Chechenya, The village Komsomolskoye destroyed by the Russians. [watch].
Warning: Some Disturbing Images in the video.
- Podcast: Keshk on Hafidh Alasad of Syria, Don't Ever forget history and believe his son, Bashar, today;


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Chickens Against Ants.

O'People of Middle Earth,
Digging Tunnels and Holes,
And Building Thrones
Ants during Winter,
Collecting Seeds,
Sugers and Straws.
For a peaceful shelter
Surviving against a Harsh Nature...
Like Napoleon in Waterloo.

Our Kings, Our Leaders
ducking in the holes
That We dug!
Greedy like Wolves,
Howling at the full moon,
Escaping Reality,
And Hunting us down...
Like Chickens after worms
...Chickens Against Ants.
Inside a farm called "Arabian Sands"
A Somalian Famine in a green agricultural soil.
Not A famine of Nutritions! but Of Thoughts.
Copyright@[x].
Inspired by [y].
Influenced by [z].

MyNote: The poem is about how rich The Arabian land is, But we like ants, we work for a lazy queen, but our leaders are like chickens, they eat get fat and die in a green rich soils among a huge famine of thoughts, not Nutritions.

The Dominoes Fall.

Autumnal Mist by Floriana Barbu

BedTime's Quote[110]:
"Don't let the environment overwrite your imagination, your intellectuality, and your belief, be the one who overwrites" --[x] [Social-Understanding].

Political Status: Sufi.
Psychological Status: Confused.
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Note: While Reading, Play The audio below [Test].


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The Dominoes Fall

Arabs reactions,
The Dominoes Fall,
Emotional Destructions,
Protests against Domination,
Freedom of Speech gains Damnations.
Logics, Knowledge, Thoughtful moments,
All faced Extinction.

A Precarious system, An Oligarchical Government,
Two Faces burn every salvation.
Satan waiting at our doors,
A caricature of Jihad! A Holy war, Free AlQuds!
A cliche Rises again the misconception.

An Allegiance to puppets, toys, plastic soldiers,
Wide TV screens instill thoughts into our eyes.
Blinded by a Chaotic Pride, Angered by humiliation.
All preclude the creation of a faithful nation.
The Aftermath of every line,
I have written, has a unique realization.
Copyright@[x]
Influenced by [z].

Note: The poem: is about the Arab world reaction to the recent war in Lebanon, and how misled they can be within a month, and how they would forget all what just happened. They protested against their government Domination, they sought freedom of speech. However, logics, knowledge, and thoughtful moments were extinct by their huge emotional reactions which is destructive. Jihad was like a caricature, a cliche that drives Arabs and Muslims into misconceptions while their allegiance still to their puppets, and their Media still plant its chaotic thoughts. All these and more prevent them to have the nation they had a thousand year ago.

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Good Night Dear Readers.