Tag: freedom
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Rings of Stone, Sky of Memory~
In the summers of my childhood in Lebanon, we would sleep on the rooftop under the open sky. It was a gift of the season, when the weather turned warm and steady, and rain was no longer expected. I remember the thrill of carrying our bedding up the stairs, the way the night air felt…
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Between the Lines of Pretend~
It was Japan Day in Düsseldorf, and as every year, the city was awash with vibrant cosplay and animated characters brought to life. The streets pulsed with energy, with thousands of adults in intricately detailed costumes, each fully embodying their chosen role. I moved among them with my camera, watching as they struck carefully curated…
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The Next Step: Walking into the Unknown
We live our lives stepping forward and upward into the unknown, never quite sure what lies ahead. Every morning, we wake up, place our feet on the ground, and move forward, often without questioning the invisible force that propels us—hope. Without hope, how would we even find the courage to take the next step? It’s…
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Daily Coffee Talk~ 77/365
Sometimes my mind goes back to when I was a small child and I can for a split second reconnect to a time of pure joy. Those were moments when all that existed was the present. Time had a different nature to it. It did not threaten me with the future or blame me for…
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Daily Coffee Talk~ 55/365
Hi my friends, Lea’s quarantine ended today! We have a negative covid test and the birds are singing again in our neighbourhood. You don’t realise the importance of human contact till you go 10 days without it. We have been smiling a lot today, hugging and being silly. I am grateful for her recovery and…
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Chasing Time~
It’s a funny thing, time. I remember as a child not minding time at all; being and living in the moment; existing in a plane where time had no say in my business. Then slowly things begin to change. Time would no longer allow itself to be ignored. It wants to assert its managerial role…
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Souls that soar
To dance when you are so moved, to sing when you are so driven, to laugh when you are tickled, to scream if passion compels you, is to be truly free…