Sunday, July 30, 2006

qana / beirut

kana / beirut
2000 years ago, in qana, jesus transformed water into wine.

today, in qana, the israeli air force transformed kids into ashes.

today, in beirut, i am not able to transform this page into a drawing.

48 Comments:

Blogger *Em* said...

Continue drawing; your work is fantastic and everything must come an end eventually... Even the atrocities that you have to witness right now.
Stay Strong!

4:53 PM  
Blogger bluesfreak said...

I am so sorry Mazen for the atrocities committed by the Israelis...I feel somehow responsible for my taxes helped pay for the rockets..I am thankful that Pope Benedict has called for the cease-fire (though a "day late and a dollar short".

5:06 PM  
Blogger mario warner said...

israelis are not catholics.. do you think they would listen to the pope? if so, why?

6:12 PM  
Blogger bored said...

ayri bil pope
ayri bil israelis
ayri bi your taxes


very expressive piece mazen.
it "illustrates" your(and our) state of mind very well.

alla yistor,

ah,

ayri bi allah kamen.

6:28 PM  
Blogger Keir said...

Mazen: it is uplifting that amidst the murder and destruction you depict there is an artist who stubbornly refuses to be anything less. Please continue your meaningful work. I hope it inspires (shames?) others who haven't yet been able to engage creatively with the violent time in which we live.

6:41 PM  
Blogger Paul Illek said...

the recent drawings are right on the edge of what it must be like to be in a war - sad angry and then right up against it. I honestly don't know how you deal with it.
In solidarity
P

6:47 PM  
Blogger EleKtraBlog said...

Marhaba!

VERY nice work! my husband sent me the link to your minimalistic improvisation, i was impressed and have posted links to you through my blog.

hope you are fine!

regards,
elektra dekker

8:06 PM  
Blogger S.C. said...

I can´t say anything, I have no words. Even if I am very far from your country in kilometres not in my feelings. Please, keep on, as far as you can with your blog.
Here, we are reading and posting your blog, and writing and signing against genocide, the sad thing is some people are saying we are anti-semitic people.
From Argentina

8:18 PM  
Blogger The Minstrel Boy said...

no words.
no tears.
only sorrow
empty
aching
sorrow.

i. . .
oh
what's
the
use?

9:40 PM  
Blogger SomeMuslimMan said...

Mazen - keep on drawings no matter what. Everyone in this life has a role to perform, so keep on what you are doing.

10:27 PM  
Blogger Flubberwinkle said...

I wish you strength and courage to continue drawing. I join my voice with all those raging with anger: STOP the bombing - STOP the killing!

Athena from Athens, Greece

11:47 PM  
Blogger Tarek said...

Israel used to be a terrorist state and will always be like this. They are cowards, they kill civilians, they are just a nation of bastards.

1:09 AM  
Blogger DAG said...

The bastards are the Hezballah terror masters who put military material in civilian areas HOPING that civilains will get killed. The sad fact is: Israel cares more about civilian Muslim casualties than the Muslims care about civilian Muslim casualties.

1:20 AM  
Blogger Zvik said...

Tarek, this is not a political blog, but I can't resists answering.
Hezbollah are using kids and civillians as shields. In fact they hope and happy for such incidents, as it may stop Israel.
They did not allow the poor civillians to evacuate the villiges after Israel had warned it will bomb them.
What a shame.
My heart is with the poor innocent victims.

2:27 AM  
Blogger kabreet said...

it was jesus 2000 years ago
themessage of love , now the israels with the message of blod
keep on

2:31 AM  
Blogger annette said...

hello mazen,

first: i think, your blog is/ was great for me until now.
but what i find strange more and more, sorry, are these many comments from people like me, sitting in very comfortable places, saying "continue" and "stay strong" and..... i don t think, that it is possible to be strong enough to transforme for very long time such a cruel , stupid and horeful thing like this war into art.
this(like) war is ugly, degusting, overstupid, unsensitiv in the highest possible way, missing any human logig. art is sensitive , intelligent, breezing, fragile, living.....
this war is physically "stonger" like people, because, when a bomb is falling, people cant survive. but because (this) war and politics seems to missing totally any kind of intelligence and humanity, i don t think, it is possible to stop or influence at this point anymore with art, which is ....(upon)
people, involved in these politics, don t read blogs possibly, and are possibly more touched by money and "power"than by people and art.
so, one reason to stop and to leave the situation, could be beside the security of you, but also the possibility to let survive your art. i think, because the art is so strong, and in its beeing totally contrary of war and murder,it /the possibility to make art just can resignate into that shit, from this point on.
my opinion is: don t stay, leave, your blog is and will stay a great documentary ....

soon,
annette

2:32 AM  
Blogger annette said...

...with"shit", i mean the war, not the art of course...!...

a

2:35 AM  
Blogger laminar_flow said...

Qana 1996-Dedeux.

How many times must a person walk down that road?

U.S now reeling from international condemnation, pressures Israel to a cease fire.

5:00 AM  
Blogger Gaagaamiczec said...

Sad times.
There was a song I heared in a club in Libanon.
track name: Metal featuring Garry.
http://www.myspace.com/afrikahiphop
This should not be any advertising for Afrika Bambaataa. I just have to post this.

5:31 AM  
Blogger Gaagaamiczec said...

RESIST

5:32 AM  
Blogger Fred said...

Sorry Mazen,

I'm new to this blogging, so I posted in the wrong place before I think - I wanted to share with you a song I made this week called "RED MUD". You can hear it at:

http://www.myspace.com/fredkinbom

It should be on my blog as well.

Thank you for your powerful expressions. Thanks for sharing and surely making more people aware of things.

Peace,

Fred.

6:06 AM  
Blogger The Turtle's Back said...

I heard today of this terrible, terrible massacre. I extend my sympathies, as a stranger, in Australia, to you all. What else can I say?

6:19 AM  
Blogger Dick said...

I agree with dag (1:20 am). War is hell, but there will be a special place in hell for Hizbollah who hides behind women and children, hoping the Israelis will strike. I am no great friend of Israel, but I am sad that there is no more outrage against the instigators of this present violence. I sympathise with your sorrow and feelings of powerlessness. It must be terrible to witness. Please continue to keep the rest of the world informed.

7:26 AM  
Blogger Maske said...

Each day that passes, the last shreds of those memories of innocence die. There is nothing one can say, nothing one can do, but mourn the brutality of humanity. I sit here in shame, filled with anger, and anguish. There is no excuse, no justification for these acts.

The pictures I have seen, of the children, cradled as adults carried them off from the very tombs that was their sheltering from the shelling. The lives I know nearby that forever will bleed deep in their souls over the violence never leave me.

If there was a way for all this, all this hate/pain/sorrow/death to end by letting the very last breath leave my body – leaving the dead empty husk that I feel I have become – I would gladly accept it.

There is no excuse one can give, nor passing of blame. This is horror, this is the evil that we have become. Worse of all are those like me, who are unable to do anything because we are unwilling/unable to stand up to our government and stand on the side of the human beings we for some reason identify as separate from us. You are our brother, yet we spit in your face. We refer to the ‘Justice’ of the actions, the actions of murder.

We are guilty, but we are not punished.

We need to know shame, for we have none.

We need to find hope – but there is none.

I cannot say keep drawing, keep up with your art, your hope for a better moment in the future.
I can only mourn with you, and know even though I mourn with you as a brother; I feel deep shame for where I am, who I am, and what my country helped do to your people. What new horrors will my country support? What new nightmare will we both wake up to tomorrow?

If we meet Mazen, in a better world (one that is not touched by these waking nightmares), may we be friends and remember that we are brothers in the heart. Even though as I write this I feel that, I am an empty vessel that can never fill the void that is welling up in your soul as each new day brings these things upon you.

I wish the world to stop revolving, just for a moment that we wake up and stop the madness.
If you find hope, let it be with a friend.

8:21 AM  
Blogger illusion of progress said...

There seems to be this notion going around that somehow, like in the distant past, wars and warring parties should align themselves on some remote battlefield across from each other, each dressed in different colored uniforms, and engage in battles, with retreat and reload/advance and conquer strategies, with the mightier army prevailing, etc...

This is no more.

In the last 60 years, when was the last war where such decorum was displayed?

(partial list...)
* 1945-1949 Chinese Civil War
* 1945-1949 Indonesian War of Independence
* 1946-1954 First Indochina War
* 1947 Paraguayan Civil War
* 1947-1949 Indo-Pakistani War of 1947
* 1948 Costa Rica Civil War
* 1948-1949 First Arab-Israeli War
* 1948-1960 Malayan Emergency
* 1950-1953 Korean War
* 1952-1960 Mau Mau Uprising in Kenya
* 1954-1975 Second Indochina War
* 1954-1975 Vietnam War
* 1959-1975 Laotian Civil War
* 1962-1975 Secret War
* 1967-1975 Cambodian Civil War
* 1954-1962 Algerian War of Independence
* 1955-1972 First Sudanese Civil War
* 1956 Suez Crisis (Second Arab-Israeli War)
* 1956 1956 Hungarian Revolution
* 1956-1959 Cuban Revolution
* 1957-1958 Ifni War
* 1960-1965 "Congo Crisis"
* 1960-1996 Guatemalan Civil War
* 1961 Bay of Pigs Invasion
* 1961-1975 Angolan War of Independence
* 1962-1975 Guinea-Bissauan War of Independence
* 1962-1963 Sino-Indian War
* 1963 Sand War
* 1962-1966 Indonesia-Malaysia confrontation
* 1962-1970 Yemen Civil War
* 1962-1975 Dhofar Rebellion
* 1964-1975 Mozambique's War of Independence
* 1965 Indo-Pakistani War of 1965
* 1965-1996 Chad Civil War
* 1965-1966 Indonesian Civil War
* 1966-1988 Namibian War of Independence
* 1966-1979 Zimbabwean Second Chimurenga (Rhodesian Bush War)
* Late 1960s Islamic Insurgency in the Philippines
* 1967 Six-Day War (Third Arab-Israeli War)
* 1967-1970 Nigerian Civil War
* 1968-1970 War of Attrition
* 1969 Football War
* 1969 Sino-Soviet border conflict
* 1969-1994 The Troubles in Northern Ireland
* 1970 Jordanian Civil War
* 1971 The Bangladesh Liberation War and Indo-Pakistani War of
* 1973 Yom Kippur War (Fourth Arab-Israeli War)
* 1974 Agacher Strip War
* 1974 Turkish invasion of Cyprus
* 1974-1991 Ethiopian Civil War
* 1975-1989 Angolan Civil War
* 1975-1991 Lebanese Civil War
* 1975-1998 War of Indepence in East Timor
* 1975-1992 Mozambique's Civil War
* 1975-2006 Independence War in Cabinda, Angola
* 1977-1978 Ogaden War
* 1977-1991 Cambodian-Vietnamese War
* 1978-2005 The Aceh War
* 1978-1988 Ugandan Civil War
* 1979 Sino-Vietnamese War
* 1979-1989 Soviet war in Afghanistan
* 1980-1992 El Salvador Civil War
* 1980-1988 Iran-Iraq War
* 1981 Paquisha War between Ecuador and Peru
* 1982 Falklands War
* 1982 Lebanon War
* 1983 Operation Urgent Fury, Invasion of Grenada
* 1983-2000 Civil War in Sri Lanka
* 1983-2005 Second Sudanese Civil War
* 1984-1998 Free Papua Movement
* 1985-Christmas War between Mali and Burkina Faso
* 1988-1994 Nagorno-Karabakh war
* 1989-1991 Mauritania-Senegal Border War
* 1989-1990 Operation Just Cause, United States-Panama conflict
* 1989-1997 Liberian Civil War
* 1990-1991 Operation Desert Storm, Gulf War
* 1990-1992 Rwanda Civil War
* 1990-1998 Tuareg Rebellion
* 1991-2001 Yugoslav Wars
* 1991 Slovenian War
* 1991-1995 Croatian War of Independence
* 1992-1995 Bosnian War
* 1998-1999 Kosovo War
* 1991-1993 Georgian Civil War
* 1991-1992 South Ossetian war
* 1992-1994 Abkhazian War
* 1993 Georgian civil war, western Georgia
* 1991-1997 Sierra Leone Civil War
* 1992-1997 Tajikistan Civil War
* 1993-1999 Burundi Civil War
* 1994 Yemen Civil War
* 1994-1996 First Chechen War
* 1995 Cenepa War between Peru and Ecuador
* 1996-1997 First Congo War
* 1998-2000 Ethiopia-Eritrea War, a border war between Ethiopia and Eritrea
* 1998-2002 Second Congo War one of the bloodiest recent wars, with an estimated 3.8 million dead
* 1999 Kargil War
* 1999-2003 Second Liberian Civil War
* 2001- Operation Enduring Freedom, U.S. invasion of Afghanistan
2001- Civil War in Côte d'Ivoire
2003- Conflict between Pakistan and Baloch warlords in Balochistan, Pakistan
* 2003- Darfur conflict, Sudan
* 2003- Iraq War
* 2004- Haiti rebellion
* 2004- Waziristan War
* 2005-2006 Chad-Sudan conflict
* 2005- Western Sahara Independence Intifada
* 2006- Israel-Lebanon crisis

War has always been freakishly hellish and modern warfare is all the more so.

Sure, hizbollah hides behind civilians and is the stooge of iran, and israel hides behind F-16's, phosphosus and cluster bombs, and is the stooge of the usa.

Each of these stooges tries to convince themselves and others that they hold the moral high ground. Israel even apologizes after each atrocity! Well, TELL IT TO THE DEAD INNOCENTS. They see no moral high ground anywhere…

Modern warfare will only be this, what we see now, and worse.

All we can to do is sit and talk to each other -- any other -- anywhere, anytime, and find commonality on the basis of the humanist principles that we all share, instead of constantly trying to demonize one another.

MAKE THE DEAL ALREADY!

9:08 AM  
Blogger The Egyptian said...

islam accounts for over 90% of international conflicts...

...bottom line...

no islam=better world

9:17 AM  
Blogger kizliyeh said...

Hi tizna,
It's very sad that I'm getting to admire your work and your "great Arabic skills" more and more in such circumstances.
You are a great inspiration for the real "moukawameh", us, the future of Lebanon or whatever's going to be left of it.
Derziyet enna7ss

11:16 AM  
Blogger wahid said...

Dear Mazen,
My name is Wahid,i do live in Rotterdam,where we are trying to do something about the situation(we try to gather donations,organize movie nights with lebanese movies,give flyers to explain situation,put pro lebanese banners....)and i transformed my site for the lebanese actual cause....
So i wonder,is it possible to put on my site www.squatdeluxe.com ,some of the material i find on your site ?
pleaswe let me know: weedkali@hotmail.com
Thanks

12:04 PM  
Blogger ZOoz said...

thank you illusion of progress, finally someone who talks sense, heart and future.
it is sad to see people still surrender to the primal urge of supporting blindly one party or the other; people who find some blood cheaper than another, some lives more meaningful than others. wake up.

12:14 PM  
Blogger Μαύρος Γάτος said...

The acts of the Israelis are a shame for humanity.

1:32 PM  
Blogger Paul Illek said...

At some point in the future we will experience something new and liberating - a huge silence where there was the sound of people shouting "IT WAS HIS/HERS/THEIR FAULT". And then the sound of people accepting responsibilty for what they do and what they fail to do.
Like a good trumpeter, I won't hold my breath.
P

1:39 PM  
Blogger Μαύρος Γάτος said...

Hello my friend. You are not alone.

MiltiadisS from Greece

1:43 PM  
Blogger DF said...

I am an argentine jew.
I hate Israeli blody policy.
I need your words and your drawing.

3:50 PM  
Blogger alex said...

"The Jewish bandits are despicable cowards who hide behind women and children." - SS-Gruppenführer Jürgen Stroop on the resistance in the Warsaw Ghetto, 1943.

4:30 PM  
Blogger santiago said...

Hey man, just hugs from Argentina.
Not much to say given the circumstances, except this:
Last night I watched a TV show from my own country where representatives of the israeli and lebanese communities in Argentina (that is: argentinians who are either jewish or muslims) discussed the conflict. Their statements were at times so rigid (taking sides too strongly when they spoke about war, pointing fingers) that my family was compelled to express their sorrow. Everyone spoke and it kindda came up like this:
1 “If it was up to this guys, war would never cease”
2 “Shoot!... it is up to guys like these!”
3 “The people who suffers... the kids... the sorrow”
Nevertheless, people are thinking of you here on the other side of the world and... well I wish that was something. We hug you.

5:40 PM  
Blogger pulga said...

Israel killers!!!!...

6:57 PM  
Blogger vrai14mars said...

Great drawings! A friend of mine said he preferred the bombs to the trumpet in your piece ... oh well.

http://www.truemarch14.com/Site/Blog/977CF8B2-EDD6-4695-99AB-A6DC90A9121B.html


http://www.truemarch14.com/Site/Blog/16B64D6A-D150-4E43-AB34-EBE8CE6832AE.html

7:16 PM  
Blogger mountainear said...

Much, much admiration for your ability to express yourself so eloquently given the hateful circumstances. I, for one, have ben profoundly moved by your words, drawings and music.
Take care.

7:16 PM  
Blogger Edward_ said...

I'm sure you will, but just in case, I'll encourage you to please keep drawing Mazen...the mere fact that you've been able to thus far is an inspiration to many folks around the globe.

There's an article on Modern Art Notes today about art created during conflict that touches on its importance.

...have faith...and keep drawing

7:28 PM  
Blogger residency said...

My heart i with you I cry tears for you all words are useless, we must feel collective shame for standing by, as a Jew I deplore this violence

7:38 PM  
Blogger Shirin said...

Children of Qana...
Please forgive us all, for letting this massacre to happen.
I pray Allah every day...i just want this war to end.
The only thing i was able to draw was a picture of myself crying...
Forgive us all...

Shirin from Lebanon
http://shirin-from-lebanon.blogspot.com/

7:51 PM  
Blogger Arnaud_V said...

Mazen,
I'm devastated by what the Israeli army can do and I will have to live the rest of my life with this. Thinking about these children and women who died in a garage under tons of concrete and the pilot who pushed the button while intelligence officer perfectly knew there was no hizbullah trace here since notice was given a few hours more so fighters supposedly had left...it's unbearable. Your drawing with the children in stack reminds me of people (mostly jews as we all know) dying in gaz chambers set up by the nazis. It's unbearable. And worse will come soon, it seems, with US manufactured JDAMs bombs that are to be delivered to Israel and of course will be used against civilians. I don't want to see that. I don't know how to let you feel I'm thinking so much of you guys day after day. I can't do much to stop this shit so I'm posting this piece written by an Iraki poet living in France, Jabbar Hassin Hussein. I wish these israeli criminals and all cynical politicians could read it


L’IMMORTEL



Je me nomme la Paix. Je suis immortel puisque je suis sans mémoire. J’ai traversé toute l’histoire, seul fuyant d’une contrée vers une autre. Cependant, je ne me souviens de rien de ma longue vie.



Ne vous étonnez pas, la pratique de l’oubli prolonge la vie. Les livres et certains de mes amis me rappellent de temps à autre mon identité et les détails de mes périples sans fin. Ainsi des parcelles de ma vie se promènent dans ma mémoire pendant quelques instants de lucidité, mais soudain l’oubli qui fait le temps les dévore.



Ne craignez rien ! Mes attributs sont humains : j’ai une date de naissance, mais hélas oubliées, je porte un nom propre, j’aime la vie, je regarde la mer à l’aube, émerveillé, je suis chassé d’un paradis vers un autre, répétant le péché originel de tous les mortels. Mais je ne suis pas mortel, bien que l’oubli, cette maladie humaine, rende ma vie tragique.



Mon immortalité vient du désir des hommes, elle est reconduite de génération en génération. Savez-vous que les blessures reçues depuis la nuit des temps suffisent à exterminer la moitié des terriens ? Mais moi je porte ces blessures d’un gîte à l’autre, d’un exil à l’autre, avec courage, car j’ai oublié les noms et les silhouettes de ceux qui ont tenté de me tuer tant de fois. Voyez, l’oubli est le don de la mémoire. Avec lui, on panse les blessures.



Les mythes disent que je suis né en Mésopotamie, selon la volonté d’un dieu de l’entourage de Marduk. Certains prétendent que j’étais un dieu dans la hiérarchie divine. Avant le déluge, j’habitais dans la vieille cité d’Ur, bien avant qu’elle ne devienne ruine. C’était avant qu’un roi despote ne me chasse. Dans ma jeunesse j’ai connu Babel, je me suis promené dans ses jardins avant de fuir ver Memphis. Et de là vers Sparte. C’était l’époque où les bergers vivaient au cœur de la ville et leurs femmes allumaient le feu certains soirs afin que les hommes connaissent le jour de leurs règles. A Athènes j’ai côtoyé des architectes, des philosophes et des dramaturges, avant de me retrouver agrippé à une épave au milieu de la mer. J’ai été ballotté d’une rive à l’autre, avant de dériver vers le désert. Longtemps j’ai accompagné le prophétes bergers et des fils de roi consacrant leurs vies à la vérité. Comme eux j’ai contemplé le ciel orné d’étoiles et nous nous déplacions dans le zodiaque, cherchant le salut des hommes. Les prophètes, les philosophes et les poètes, que l’humanité admire, se sont inspirés de moi. Ce sont peut-être eux qui m’ont donné le titre de Dieu. Je ne sais plus, après ces milliers d’années, si j’étais capable de certifier tout cela. Mon amour-propre n’est plus ce qu’il était. Le monde n’est plus le monde que j’avis connu. Je ne suis pas désespéré, mais les lieux de mon exil se rétrécissent chaque jour.



Les livres disent que j’ai connu Gilgamesh, Sargon, l’Akkadien et Assurbanipal. J’ai connu Ramsès et Akhenaton, j’ai connu Euriclès, Alexandre et Darius. J’ai connu Jules César et Trajan, j’ai connu Constantin et des rois de Mandchourie et du Népal, j’ai connu Moïse et Mahomet, j’ai connu les rois Wisigoths, les Normands, les rois nomades et les califes arabes, j’ai connu les Almoravides, Charlemagne et Haroun al-Rachid, Hülägü Khan et Tamerlan, j’ai connu Mehmet le Conquérant et Magellan et Pizarro et Cortés, Napoléon et Custer, Foch et Hitler, Staline, Truman, Saddam, Shamir et Sharon et je les ai tous maudits. J’ai connu tant de despotes à figure humaine, menant sous mille prétextes mensongers leurs semblables vers le champ du déshonneur ; la brèche de l’enfer où la mort les attendait. Tous ceux que j’ai damnés m’ont chassé comme Dieu a chassé les premiers hommes du paradis.





Dieu merci, je n'ai plus de mémoire, moi l'immortel ! mais les fidèles savent mon errance dans les contrées proches et lointaines. Ils ont trancrit ma mémoire dans les livres et l'ont transmise avec la parole. Ils m'ont placé là où je dois être, dans la lutte entre les instincts et les lois. Toujours je fus le vaincu, l'exilé, le banni, le solitaire, mais l'ami des cœurs purs. Ceux-là m'ont façonné selon l'image de l'âme chez les peuples anciens : la colombe peinte par un Espagnol dont j'ai oublié le nom est mon image aujourd'hui. Nos anciens amis des civilisations disparues m'avaient donné la forme d'un homme ailé, d'autres m'avaient conçu sans attributs, comme une divinité évanescente, lumière des lumières. Mais en vérité, je suis comme les hommes, je souffre et je jouis, j'aime les arbres et l'eau, et les sentiers qui sillonnent les près. J'aime le temps des moissons et j'écoute les gémissements des amants.



Je me nomme La Paix, j'habite sur la terre, depuis la nuit des temps. C'est moi l'inventeur de la flûte de roseau, j'ai appris aux premiers hommes l'art de la semence. C'est moi le créateur de l'amitié entre le cheval le chameau et l'homme. C'est moi qui ai martelé les premiers métaux bien avant Vulcain, créant ainsi la charrue et le pendentif.



J'ai sculpté la pierre et fait cuire la brique, j'ai dessiné la première lettre sur l'argile, je suis toujours vivant et je ne mourrai pas. Je suis de la dynastie des immortels comme les arbres, les nuages et les cieux. Je suis un immortel sans mémoire, car la mémoire est donnée aux hommes éphémères. Je suis parmi vous, je vous suis antérieur, et ceux que je rencontre me racontent mes périples. La mémoire de la veille n'est pas effacée encore, et le jardinier qui m'accompagne m'en rapporte les détails.



Mes dernières nouvelles :



J'ai séjourné au Viêtnam avant d'en être chassé vers les forêts lointaines. Je suis allé en Irak, le pays que j'avais connu jadis, et j'ai été jeté à travers le golfe en flammé. De loin, je voyais sa terre incendiée et les flammes toucher le ciel, et les perdrix fuyaient comme devant les horribles moissonneuses. De la Bosnie je fus refoulé dès mon arrivée. Au Soudan mon séjour dura le temps du trajet. Je traversai l'océan et ne pus poser le pied sur le sol afghan, où même les montagnes crachaient le feu à Tora-bora. Les flammes avançaient toujours vers l'est.



Aujourd'hui, je suis en compagnie du jardinier sage. J'habite dans son jardin, en quête de mémoire. Chaque soir je me noie dans l'oubli, mais les paroles de mon compagnon, à l'aube, me redonnent la mémoire. Je crains de ne pas avoir d'autre lieu. Dans le jardin je me souviens d'un rêve, d'un lieu où j'ai vécu un jour. Je ne sais plus. Maintenant, combien je suis las ! Comme si j'avais vieilli ! Et je ne veux plus quitter ce jardin. Les bûchers se préparent de toute part. Savez-vous que le feu annonce la fin de mon immortalité ? Moi qui ai traversé le temps en fuyant les brasiers.



Je ne suis pas lâche, mais comme les hommes j'aime la vie. Je veux me reposer en aimant la fleur, dans un grand jardin comme la terre.





Jabbar Yassin Hussein (inédit)

8:26 PM  
Blogger CirCe said...

Hi Mazen
I don´t have a computer at home so I´m only connected when I´m at work. I never care about having a computer at home. But this weekend I miss you so much that I went to cyber to see what you have post. I was wondering about you & your family both saturday & sunday.
I don´t watch TV so you are the one who is telling what´s happening.

Here in Argentina we went to Israel´s Embassy to show our disagreement although is useless we need to feel that we are not so far away, that war it´s a bad thing everywere and everywere it´s our place.

I love what you are doing.

kiss, hug & love

10:54 PM  
Blogger Rosie said...

I feel small. I am in awe of your strength and perseverance. Your drawings moved me to tears. As an artist myself I have great respect for your work. May you survive this horrible, horrible time and may we all find peace.

10:55 PM  
Blogger cinecantina said...

my grief, like that of many others throughout the world is with you.

so is my admiration for you,my frustration, and anger at what zionists are doing to humanity.

but if you can still manage to draw, to write, and to express yourself, it means that they have not won.

you have a friend in new york.

11:17 PM  
Blogger northaura said...

take care Mazen (of your art too)

1:16 AM  
Blogger Queen-Dido said...

we are all together really: only the sad 'world leaders' stand alone with their dusty indifference.

peace and love from London

3:59 AM  
Blogger Kosta said...

Hay razón en decir q el mundo no se acabará sino será la humanidad la q se extinga, somos nosotros quienes nos dirigimos hacia la muerte, pero me pregunto, q pasa por la mente de aquellos líderes al seguir con su necedad de una guerra en lugar de abrir un diálogo con el contrario?, ellos no son los q pelean, ellos mandan pero no sufren en carne propia los estallidos de las bombas, la sangre de la gente, el fuego de las armas y quien les dice q eso es lo q quiere un pueblo? es injusto, pero mas injusto es ver q en una guerra de "hombres" sean los niños y mujeres quienes mueran.

Love and peace brothers

12:14 AM  

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