I have written hundreds of articles on many social and political topics, and in all my writings I have encouraged hope and the necessity of creating it. I was also among the pioneers in adopting the idea of creating it in society and promoting investment in the individual and their abilities. However, in this issue, I find that I have lost the compass of speech as everything has become upside down or complicated, as I have learned a new life lesson.
How could I not when I see an innocent cat I loved as my family loved her, staggering before me, and yet I could not offer her anything to save her. She went away and disappeared forever, leaving a mark on a united family and questions revealing absent humane aspects.
Yes, we all hate death because it takes away loved ones, but it is a law of life and a sign that carries lessons and admonitions. It is the sign that ignites within us hidden sorrows and reveals to us what we overlook. Yet, the Creator granted us the blessing of forgetfulness as we immerse ourselves in life's worries and concerns, running in a false life that has no value, while we grind each other down and encroach upon each other's dignity. Rather, we hurt each other and forget that there is an end. And with the end of these stations, our hearts fill with sadness and pain, and we are not satisfied with the countless blessings the Creator has given us. Instead, we look at what others have out of envy and malice at times, intrusion at others, and wishing at yet other times.
I know that not everything within us is bad and not all of us are discouraged, but we can be strong and in a better state than we are in weakness, humiliation, and confusion if we invest well in the positive aspects we have.
Yes, we can invest in all the positive accumulated thinking we have, as this type of thinking has become widespread and pushes us to think about its justifications, hoping we accept them or consider their negatives and abandon them because we fear the unknown. And assuming that the reason for losing the idea is aging, we have two choices in this area: either to psychologically accept the changes that happen to our face and understand the divine wisdom in them as a daily reminder that this face is temporary and not important. The other choice is to undergo cosmetic surgeries that make your face lost as is everything lost in this wretched time. It is neither a youthful and fresh face nor an aged face bearing the traces of its smiles and pains without shame. Here lies the crux of the matter! We either accept the bitter truth or beautify and hide the reality of the accumulated, contradictory thoughts and psychological conflicts we carry inside about our true selves and what dwells within. In any case, we must remember that there is an inevitable humanitarian life requirement we must pass through, which is rising above trivial matters and accepting our pains and sufferings as fate. We must remain strong despite our weakness, living with it so we do not get lost amid the folds of time and drown in the seas of its challenges.
This message of mine is short but sincere and honest, carrying a widespread human cry saying enough. Much of life has been lost, and what we've carried requires mountains to bear it. It is time for a pause to move from the state of struggling with illusion, drowning in the mud of challenge, and the swamp of illusory waiting, to take initiative immediately and without hesitation in taking logical and effective steps to build a clearer future. Here, I advise myself as I advise others among my dear readers to be certain that this is the state of many of us in this exile and that time moves at a terrible speed and that what is gone does not return, like our cat that disappeared leaving feelings we were not aware of, and like our loved ones before her, all of whom made us recall today what is absent and what we must remember before it is too late.
Therefore, if the absence of our cat shook everything within us and made us think that life is short, the soul is great, pain is ugly, departure is inevitable, and it deepens sorrow and pain, then what about our separation, our dispersal, and the loss of our efforts while we try to kill each other's dreams and assassinate many of our personalities without realizing that this is a source of weakness for us. When one of us leaves, at that forgotten moment we feel that there was a fault within us, but it is a momentary conscience awakening that comes too late and after the innocent oppressed among us has disappeared.
Therefore, the bright truth says without doubt that we are in a state of confusion. This state is what made this pen today in this issue slack, withdrawn, and frozen, unable to write words related to this corner through which we are accustomed to selecting meaningful and motivating words and messages that appeal to the heart and mind, shaking emotions to unleash what is inside readers of hope, passion, and love for this life, to create persistence in success, rise, will, and challenge, and then move forward in creativity, participation, and constructive contribution to building the future, whether individually or at the community level!
I conclude this article by saying, and my heart feels sadness, that the idea may be lost for some time, but we must never give up or allow it to be lost forever!