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Between Two Houses

To enter my house Means... to forget what's outside your heart To forget all the streets of your sorrow To enter the room of my soul To walk until you reach the balcony On the balcony... A bird and a horse... And affectionate suns And fragrant air harmonizing with sweet basil Fig trees... Dreams of apricots

People’s court

This person is “mean” and this one is such a” coward” .He is “selfish”. She is “arrogant”. No, he is “silly” and she is “heartless.” If he had only done so and so he wouldn’t have been there. If she had only listened to such and such she would have been better off!

The State of artificial intelligence... ChatGPT

Introduction... You do not have to be scared today, nor tomorrow or for any countless years to come, for livelihoods are in Allah’s hands. Review... Certainly, and there's no doubt about it, the definition of a State, according to Wikipedia, is a society in which individuals interact on a specific geographical territory and live

Three Levels of Guidance

Life for all of us begins as an empty canvas, gradually painted over with vibrant hues that go beyond mere blacks and whites. A slow process, sometimes painstaking and other times fluid, continuously transforming a vast emptiness into a complex scene where each experience is marked by a new brushstroke. While blacks and whites may offer

Morning Chit-Chat - Sorrow

When sorrow engulfs most of us, we lament ourselves living its moments, so we pass over it with dignity, and create a thousand escape doors to run from the castles of our sadness. We immerse ourselves in life, completely forgetting that it has not left us or vanished, but rather it hid beneath what we called the darkness of the mind. The