Tag Archives: freedom

‘The Paper-men’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

Silhouetted bodies of Paper-men hovered wearily like echos of forgotten pasts. They swam through the intense white light of their mighty creator, mingling in hollowed voices, striving to find their way back home. They journeyed on and on and on … Continue reading

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‘Baby, I Have The Blue[s]:C.A.M./Cut-Up Experiment’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

“It’s like I’m drowning in you,” I whispered to Mary as we sat cross-legged facing each other on the wooden bed in a room on the second floor of The Doctor’s lodge “It’s like I’m trying to stay on the … Continue reading

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‘Parliament, And Other Nasty Smokes’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

Bushy beard, no beard, black veil, none! It’s not about the looks, but the soul.   Control, control, control, control. Power, power, power, power. You long to save this nation, And evolve its people? Then do it from where you … Continue reading

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‘Good & Evil’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

I’d rather not utter a single word till death than speak foolishly of a world that only exists amidst the thoughts of those who refuse to admit or accept the obvious truth surrounding their delusional heads. They create this world … Continue reading

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‘The Age Of Innocence’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

And so the children danced by the seashore At the break of dawn with The sun not quite up, But its radiance illuminating The sky in a breath-taking Blueish hue, that one could not Distinguish from the tone of the … Continue reading

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‘I Saw Her Last Night’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

For RG I saw her last night At that moment where One is not sure whether One is wide awake or In deep slumber. The ‘In-Between’, where Fact and fiction intermix Into  vivid waves of Emotions. I saw her last … Continue reading

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‘Ballerina In Chains’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today not to celebrate life, but to mourn the dead. Egypt, two pounds for a kilo of rotten tomatoes? A bum with rot under his finger nails in dirty rags howled a prayer when … Continue reading

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‘The Illusion Of Freedom’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

Let us get lost, Let us run away before They break our legs and tie Us  down, chain everyone to the ground. We have all this independence, but it still feels As though we never have a choice. As if … Continue reading

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Jack Kerouac on The Beat Generation

“The Beat Generation, that was a vision that we had, John Clellon Holmes and I, and Allen Ginsberg in an even wilder way, in the late forties, of a generation of crazy, illuminated hipsters suddenly rising and roaming America, serious, … Continue reading

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Something Nader

Hello reader; I’m glad you could join me here. Grab a chair and help yourself to my homemade brownies… special brownies. I thought I’d try something new here, so this post will not contain a story, prose, or any other … Continue reading

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