Miley Cyrus

PLEASE STOP MAKING MUSIC.

PLEASE.

Party in the USA? Really? You try way too hard.

"I know we facin' a recession, but the music you be making gonna make it the GREAT DEPRESSION"

WOMAN of the Day:

I am breaking the rules a bit today to give you my WOMAN of the day.

Beyonce Knowles.

Beautiful, talented, amazing voice, awesome dance moves, sexy body,classy, amazing soul, and did I mention I ENVY HER DAMN VOICE. Heres to you my sexy ladayyyyy.

...

Man of the Day:

Omar Rodriguez-Lopez: Lead guitarist of The Mars Volta.
This man can shred, dance, and laugh all at one time. New age Jimi Hendrix.

I am...

I am a starving artist with a big soul and zero time.

I dream about the day that I can call this world mine.

I know if I start here, I will stay here, end here, die here, and that is not an option.

So I'm buying a stairway to...

Jerusalem.

photo by: Rania Khoury

What are you so afraid of?

You run around with your eye lids shut so tight I can hear them screaming,
You act as if the world was handed to you so you can sit around dreaming

I have decided to erase the fork that has lead my path to yours,

For I no longer want or need to feel the dread of a heavy load

You are a burden to society with your lack of sophistication,
You seem to embarrass yourself with your lack of dedication
I once had a dream about a man who could stand taller than a tower,
But his lack of inhibitions knocked him down so hard into a coward

Oh how the perceptions and deceptions of life are so closely intertwined,
For I see a close resemblance to that man and your lethargic mind
You think the world owes you something for your participation on this earth,
With my deepest regards I tell you, you are nothing more than another birth

One day you will wake up to realize your internal clock has been set off,
You have reached the end of nothing completed and nothing lost
You can't have something if you have nothing to compare it with,
For when you have nothing, you might as well have never lived.

First day.

The last thing I want is for you to think I am two-faced.

So ask your questions, I won't tell any lies, honestly baby, I have nothing to hide. I'll speak the truth, with all my heart, make you understand, I believe in my faults.

My words speak truth,my blood bleeds red, my heart speaks love, the rest is unsaid.

I feel like I wear my heart out on my sleeve for a reason.

A reason only you can see, I understand all things you feel, your mind, your heart, your soul, are so real .

I consider this a blessing, from all that I have known, I close my eyes, feel the heat coming out of my bones.

And now I am left here, with the memory of us, betraying all truth, in the pit of my gut.

Emotions run deep, in the light of despair, the deeper you get, the more you run out of air.

Suffocating your feelings, and washing your mind, the black starts to rush, through most of your mind.

But I am that last, bit of little light, like a lighter igniting, the last bit of your fight.

Soooo

Tonight was interesting. I got off at 11pm and met my good friend Joel. He is awesome. He is probably the only person I can really have a truly whole-hearted conversation with. I think we get each other pretty well. It's not all about updates about our lives. It's about what's within our lives.

These conversations really make me sit back and analyze myself, my life, and everyone around me. Sometimes you feel used. Sometimes you feel so small. In the end, you only truly live for yourself. Do what you love and what makes you happy but make sure you are going somewhere. You are going to end up somewhere and just imagine where that "somewhere will be". It's not right to think of yourself as invincible or superior. You are one of 6 billion.

You are a fish swimming in a sea with many salmon swimming against your flow of life.


-Rania Khoury

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Well, here I sit at work looking through old pictures of my dear friend Ross who passed away 2 years ago. I can't believe it has been two years. I visited him on Friday, June 5, which was the official two years. I took some yellow roses and just sat there and talked to him for a little. At one point, I looked down and I noticed his birthday which I totally had forgotten what it was. It read...


May 1, 1989-June 5, 2007

May 1. May 1. May 1 is when my beautiful cousin passed away. Oh Nayef. My heart aches when I think of you. Sometimes it gets so overwhelming to think about all of you. All of you who have passed. It hurts. Then I start thinking about one of you and you all start rushing back into my mind. Not a single day goes by that you don't cross my mind Nayef. And Ross. And Iyad.
What tragedies.
This isn't even the beginning nor the end.

Ross, I can honestly say that your death was one of the most powerful tragedies in my life. I knew you. I was your friend and you were mine. I have memories with you. Such vivid memories of you. I try never to forget them because I try and remember them as much as possible.

It's not fair. It's not fair that all these young boys had to die and people out there try and die but FAIL. OVER AND OVER. It was a sign. I can't believe it still.
So here is the story.

The date is May 27, 2009. I am driving on 20 East going towards Cooper in Arlington. I am in the midst of passing under the Park Springs bridge when all of a sudden a see a girl fall from the bridge and smack into the concrete.

First reaction was: "OH MY GOD OH MY GOD"
Second reaction was: 911
Third reaction was: U TURN U TURN
Fourth reaction was: Park and sprint down to her

So I get to this girl. She is in bad shape. She is awake, her eyes are open, but she is in a lot of pain and has some blood in her mouth. Cops start to show up and they are questioning me this and that. Her boyfriend says her name.

WEIRD WEIRD WEIRD: I KNOW HER!

Ends up that she was trying to kill herself. And it was her fourth attempt.

I don't get it.I hate thinking about it. I hate crossing under bridges now.

Well all I can say is that I miss you Ross. I miss you Nayef. I miss you Iyad.

Matt Preston and Austin, I miss seeing you around. You have helped me realize a lot. All of you. I am finally starting to realize how important it is to truly live your life to the fullest. It's such a cliche line, I know, but it's so true. It can be taken from you at any second, whether you:

Eat healthy, excercise, drive drunk, sky dive, take vitamins, drive, ski, ride a boat, SHIT EVEN WALKING.
No matter what, if it's your time, it's your time. The hard part is accepting it.

Can you accept it?

Days turned to hours, 18:30

Years turned to months
Months turned to weeks
Weeks turned to days
Days turned to hours
Hours turned to minutes
Minutes turned to that exact second.

The exact time that you were gone .

18:30

It was a cold day, it was a cold night

Little did I know, you were at the end of your fight

18:10, you were my cousin and my friend

Down to the last twenty you would ever see again

It took every ounce of you to fight

But not everyone can win in this endless life

It withered you away from what we once knew

A strong, happy, lovable human

Stretched out like the finest rubber band

Slowly pulling and pulling until everyone heard the snap

All I have left are these albums of memories

Memories which seem to have escaped my mind

I have these messages you sent me

Messages that only grow older with time
What really hurts is that I can’t be there

Alongside my family, alongside to grieve for you

I wish I could have seen you one last time

Just hug you and tell you everything will be alright

But will it?

Only you know now what comes after this life

The content hasnt changed

Life must go on still the same

But in my heart you will remain

Gone and free, and born again

Fly up from this earth and towards the sun

Release all hurt and your love for everyone

Watch over your family as they all come

One by one, one day, we will all become eternally young.

Rest in peace my beautiful cousin

Iyad Aziz Khoury, March 1, 2009

-Rania Khoury

“I see my light, come shining, from the West down to the East. Any day now, any day now, I shall be release”-Bob Dylan

In the loving memory of Iyad Aziz Khoury, my cousin and friend.

Iyad and his beautiful family.

This misery is driving me insane, and so i ask these three questions to myself today
Should I just float through life with all these black holes?

Am I a casket, sheltering a dead soul?

Mistakes pave my path with every decision I have made in my past

Will this haunt me in my future or lead to my death?

I have to discover this for myself, before my world comes to an end
This is my eternal internal war, trying to find my immortal soul
-Rania Khoury

LISTS LISTS LISTS

My destinations list:

• New York City
• Chicago
• San Diego
• Las Angelas
• Whereever it is that Siera lives now
• Nazareth
• Amman
• Rio de janeiro
• Boston
• Philadelphia

Things to do before I die:

• Scuba Dive
• Win the lottery
• Become famous
• Find my soulmate
• Sky dive? maybeee...

I will have to finish this late...

PAINT!

OH, the bored days I have spent at work.

Is that what happens when you die?

Sir, what do you mean?

The Final Cut

It upsets me how disgusting this world has become Do we forget that we are all here living under the sun? We fail to understand that we are not all of one We fail to comprehend that we are not higher than the sun Because we as humans need to understand we can convert this world It upsets my heart to hear such ill stricken minds Bound by their undying response to an idiolistic point in time Where no man is different, where we must all be of the same We cannot go on with our youth learning from the herds We cannot go on with our young trying to progress on unspoken words We cannot go on living in a world where a sentence is a word too many We cannot go on fighting in silence to an outspoken enemy We must fight, we must unite, we must declare our right To form a household that is wholesome To be able to close your eyes in the middle of the night And not have to worry about someone's gun We must try until our last dying breathe To reveal the neglect of a peaceful death If we choose to sit in silence in return, we will end up with nothing but violence All this frustration is going nowhere,I don't even think I am aware, of what the future may hold, what the past may repeat, at the present time, I'm unable to complete … My thoughts, my stories, my memories, my glories, negativity runs through my mind, every time I try to find my place, which you have hidden behind a fake face Fuck politics and society, fuck all this drama that comes in variety I'm not dealing with this stress, you unravel this mess you've created yourself, don't drag me in to all this headache, I close my eyes to try and revive, but you're above me waiting for me to wake-- Up the stairs the noise is so clear, someone is yelling but I don't have any fear This is my life, my time, my dream and my rhyme, If you have a problem, keep it to yourself, because I'm not the type to keep it hidden in the shelf Just turn your head and walk away, pretend you never met me , we'll just go our separate ways What's become of this world? Something that's unheard, No one knows who's who, left and right, kids are dropping out of school Parents are losing to their offspring, the guns are leaving the sound of a ring, Don't be worried about your bling, cause was got more important things School shootings, polluting, distributing, the fact that our country is losing We feel so brave and bold that we control this whole entire world, I'm just waiting for it to all unfold Give me more information about our govermentation, the fact that we cant even handle confrontation The rich are left. The Rich Are Left. THE RICH ARE LEFT AND WE ARE RUNNING AROUND WITH OUR POCKETS ON FIRE TRYING TO HELP OURSELVES. My pockets are burning and they haven't even been sewn on to my pants yet, I'll just sit in here consumed by my thoughts and drowning in my sweat. -Rania Khoury

I.AM.ALIVE

And this is the day I realize the only things that matter are what you love
It's like God sending you a message from up above
The things that glorify your day and make you feel like everything is O.K.
Best friends who listen to every single word you say
whether it's positive or negative, or swaying either way



And this is the day I realize you can't fully rely on which we call the opposite
for they take what they want and leave your dead heart to the scavangers
But I decide not to let this mess collide with my health,
and decide to focus on the future of my wealth



And this is the day I realize somethings are just not meant to happen
As much as a person tries to bring out the best, trying to rule out the rest
one forgets to put on their bullet proof vest



And this is the day, that I can honestly say, I wouldn't mind if my body lay,
In the darkest ally where cats can pick at what may remain,
like hollywood movies pick at every single human brain



Recreating the beauty that makes one strive,
I will never forget this day, the day I realized



I. AM .ALIVE

-Rania Khoury

Feathers

With your head so high in the fucking clouds
I guess you forgot I burnt your wings down
Come down to the level that I am on
And maybe then you wouldn’t feel so alone

God you really haven't grown one bit
You're disgusting like my spit
Lies flowing out your mouth like shit
God you make me feel so sick

I wish I wish I could erase your face
From this sheet that I embrace
Each marking done just goes to waste
Just signifies my undying faith

With your head so high in the fucking clouds
You seem to have forgotten I burned your pathetic wings down
Come down to the level that I am on
And maybe then you wouldn’t feel so alone

I shiver when I think of the noise
Just to remember the sound of your voice
It makes me regret every single living choice
These thoughts just keep my brain so moist
Now that you’re gone my heart is filled with rejoice

I wish I wish I could forget the words
The ones you spoke, the ones I heard
I followed the sounds like a sheep in a herd
But now you need to realize you weren’t what I preferred

With your head so high in the fucking clouds
You seem to have forgotten I burned your wings down
Come down to the level that I am on
And maybe then you wouldn’t feel so alone

-Rania Khoury

Unforgiving Showers

October 4, 2008

I guess you don’t need me anymore since I walked out that door
You’ve moved on I can tell, you really do show it so well

But when you close your eyes and if you see my face
Just remember I’m right here waiting for you to change

I guess you don’t need me anymore since I walked out that door
I didn’t mean to take that step but the itching pain was sweltering in the depth

But if you open your mouth and speak my name
Just remember I’m right here waiting in the pouring rain

You’ve closed your windows and you’ve locked your doors
You’ve thrown away the keys and bolted down the floors

In a minute I will see everything we could have been
Best friends turned in to enemies and back to hell again

You’re twisting the knife deep into my shoulder blade
Crippling my heart all the way up to my brain

The pulsating nerves are shooting their bullets
Up and down my spine back in to my heart’s ruins

I guess you don’t need me anymore since I walked out that door
It was something I had to do for the sake of me and you

Judging from the past I can’t for-shadow the future
Every time I see you my bones grow looser

Soon I will crumble like those big strong towers
As you pour your hatred on to me like Spring’s unforgiving showers

-Rania Khoury