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Morning Ramblings – Projective Identification

How many times have you felt a strange sensation overwhelming you, only to realize that you are not yourself? How many times have you questioned those feelings that suddenly envelop you without any preamble... How many times have you caught yourself suffering pain without a reason for the pain!... Angry without a trigger for the

Zorba... by the Greek author Nikos Kazantzakis

On the beach of the Greek island of Crete, Nikos was born in February 1883 AD and lived like the heroes of his great novel. He never missed a chance to visit a place, live there for a while, and seize any opportunity that arose. After receiving his primary education on the island, he earned a law degree from the University of Athens, then

"Shalimar Sharbatly... The story of an Egyptian artist who paints on luxury cars (video)"

The program "El Settat," broadcast on "Al-Nahar" channel, hosted Egyptian artist Shalimar Sharbatly to reveal the story behind her artwork on some of the world's most expensive cars. Shalimar Sharbatly shared that she began in the field of drawing at a young age, working in her mother's atelier, who graduated

To My Father

To the great heart and fortified fortress that clung to my name, establishing its base, strengthening its pillars, and crafting its history. To the one whose memory continues to console me whenever nostalgia overwhelms me and my suffering prolongs. My pen humbles itself and bows down before you, apologetic... We have disrupted your

"Two Roses of the Soul"

(1) You're the rose in the heart of a summery winter, All the roses of the world have died... except you. How can I resist the shimmering magic of the waves in your petals? A wave.. or a tree.. creeping towards me?? The night is dense by the sea, And I plunge into the darkness of this moon, Specters are dancing over