By Fadi Abu Deeb Yesterday, I was trying to fix the world Then I noticed that my house was empty of bread Today, I’m happy that there’s always bread on my table, But I stopped trying to fix this crooked world Or did I? I know that the soul of this planet Does not survive … More Not a Poem
By Fadi Abu Deeb Unfortunately, today my Twitter account was suspended. The reason is unclear, since Twitter, unlike Facebook, does not inform its users about the reason for such an action. It is the second act of censorship I’m exposed to in less than a week, after my Facebook account was banned from using some … More Again, I’m under the censorship of the blind algorithms of SM!
By Fadi Abu Deeb When the Turkه-Jihadi troops, under the leadership of the arch-Jihadi Recep Teyep Erdogan, invaded the North of Syria, almost all of the world raged for this outrageous action. It is true to say that Turkey made a big mistake, or to be more accurate, a big crime, to invade the territories … More When the Kurdish Militias Stole the Syrian Strategic Crops
By Fadi Abu Deeb After having a very good and calm night, I woke up this morning to hear some bad news. The intelligence department of the worldwide data base of identities and activities (Facebook) informed me that one of my posts, dating back to almost two months ago, was against their “community standards” (if … More The Current and Coming Dictatorship of Machine
By Fadi Abu Deeb There has been a lot of talk recently about the fighters and affiliates of ISIS in the Kurdish prisons in the North of Syria. Some reported that several hundreds of these fighters and affiliates have already escaped their prison. Another report I read somewhere today morning (I will try to … More The Turkish Invasion: A Mission to Save ISIS
By Fadi Abu Deeb البنوك في أيّ بلد ليست إلّا فرعاً للمركز الأكبر الذي يقبع في الخارج. أمّا حارس هذه البنوك فيقيم حول أورشليم. In every country, the banks are nothing but branches of the biggest center that resides outside. The guardian of these banks resides around Jerusalem. В каждой стране, банки-они просто филифлы самого … More Banks, Банки
By Fadi Abu Deeb Beside a house of red bricks, a woman waits for me, but in my city all the houses are built of wood. —— Writing makes me think of an imaginary world. Paining makes me believe it exists. —— Hope is to see a tree in the seed. Madness is to await … More Four Monostiches and One