POETSPIRIT 🪶✨️

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The moment we transform matter/thought 4 meanin & transcendence = we makin poetry. It’s the drivin force behind all creation & every human revolution, thru every single field. PoetSpirit is a movement ; an expression of freedom that defies all limits. — ƒƒ

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The PoetSpirit Journey
#PoetSpirit #fred-forge

"When people are in love, they say they have butterflies in their stomach.Whenever passion consumes me, I feel dragons in my chest,,

Organ Pipe National Monument
United States- Mexico Border

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The PoetSpirit Journey "It is in the heart of autumn that the magical whispers of nature flourish,, #fred-forge #excerpt.from.the.book The Notulian Poets Society Tamarack National Wildlife Refuge 📷 Oct. 3 2026... Minnesota

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Bind me to your will, bind me with these threads of sorrow, and gather me out of the afternoon where I have torn my soul on twenty monstrous altars, offering all things but myself. ~Leonard Cohen (Book of Mercy)

[The Shrine by John William Waterhouse (1895)]
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#fadybouaz

Empty

Empty,
many, many are empty,
everywhere there is empty,
maybe they are beautiful,
maybe not,
but all empty.

I can't find who is filled
with what has value,
who has thoughts
similar to mine
to be the half of my thoughts.

Who am I?
Why me?

I am afraid to lose my humility.

For wh

#fadybouaz Empty Empty, many, many are empty, everywhere there is empty, maybe they are beautiful, maybe not, but all empty. I can't find who is filled with what has value, who has thoughts similar to mine to be the half of my thoughts. Who am I? Why me? I am afraid to lose my humility. For whoever has knowledge feels sadness, and whoever has wisdom feels disappointment, in a world whose answers are nothing more than more questions, as if the world is empty of real answers. Fady Bouaz All rights reserved ©️ Monday 9/10/2017#fadybouaz فارغ فارغ، الكثير الكثير فارغ، في كل مكان فارغ، ربما هم جميلون، وربما لا، لكن الكل فارغ. لا أجدُ مَن هو مملوء بما له قيمة، أو مَن يمتلكُ فكراً يُشبهُ فكري ليكون نصف أفكاري. مَن أنا؟ ولماذا أنا؟ أخشى أن أفقدَ تواضعي. فمن يمتلكُ المعرفةَ يشعرُ بالحزن، ومن يمتلكُ الحكمةَ يشعرُ بخيبةِ الأمل، في عالم إجاباتُه ليست سوى المزيدِ من الأسئلة، كأنما العالم فارغ من الإجاباتِ الحقيقية. فادي بوعز جميع الحقوق محفوظة ©️ الاثنين 9/10/2017
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The Soul

The soul never dies nor is it ever buried,
it is the body that dies
and is buried beneath the soil
decomposing to become food
for the ground worms.

The soul is within us,
the center of emotions and desires
that move the body’s instincts.

And after our death,
the soul moves fr

#fadybouaz The Soul The soul never dies nor is it ever buried, it is the body that dies and is buried beneath the soil decomposing to become food for the ground worms. The soul is within us, the center of emotions and desires that move the body’s instincts. And after our death, the soul moves from one body to another, so that we may be born anew, and the soul carries our memories with it, perhaps we remember them, or perhaps we do not, yet it continues to inspire us so that we know what we know, and we do what we do, for this is our souls' inspiration to us on our way toward enlightenment. And in the Hereafter, the soul stands in God’s court, carrying with it the record of our deeds that determines our final fate: Paradise or Hell. Fady Bouaz All rights reserved ©️ Sunday 11/10/2026#fadybouaz النَّفْس النَّفْسُ لا تموتُ ولا تُدفَنُ أبدًا، الجسمُ هو الذي يموت ويُدفَنُ تحتَ التراب ويتحلَّلُ ليكونَ طعامًا لديدانِ الأرض. النَّفْسُ هي في داخلنا، مركزُ المشاعرِ والرغبات التي تُحرِّكُ غرائزَ الجسم. وبعدَ موتنا، النَّفْسُ تنتقلُ من جسمٍ إلى آخر، لِنُولَدَ من جديد، والنَّفْسُ تحملُ معها ذكرياتنا، رُبَّما نتذكَّرُها وربَّما لا، لكنَّها تستمرُّ في إلهامنا لكي نعرفَ ما نعرفه ونفعلَ ما نفعله، فهذا هو إلهامُ نفوسِنا لنا في طريقِنا نحوَ التنوير. وفي الآخرة، تقفُ النَّفْسُ في مَحكمةِ الله، تحملُ معها سِجلَّ أعمالنا التي تُقرِّرُ مصيرَنا الأخير: الفِردوسُ أو الجحيم. فادي بوعز جميع الحقوق محفوظة ©️ الأحد 11/10/2026
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