Modern Day Rebel

I am missing depth, drowning in the meaninglessness and superficiality of our modern society. Friendships are no longer quite as they used to be. We follow the lives of others through pictures; relationships are no longer intimate, no longer personal. We’re linked by ever weakening connections, slowly fading into nothingness. 

I am missing sincerity in the expressions we’ve so masterfully constructed to fit social expectations. All conversations seem the same. A repetition of shallow words we don’t care to understand and never cared to listen to. 

Wasted time on empty words, formalities, fake smiles occasionally exposed by unfiltered looks of honest eyes.

Those are our conversations. 

Instead of using our words to shape the world of tomorrow, we use them to fill the gaps of today and expect a generation more profound than ours. 

I am missing passion, joy and realness. I am missing struggle, pain and honest hurt. I am missing happiness, laughter and shining eyes.

I no longer care for language of conformity. 

It turns us into slaves of society.

Social echo is monotonous, it’s uniform, it gives no space for genuine expression and it’s toxic.

Dear reader,

For your heart is your crowning glory and your mind your weapon, don’t allow yourself to be a product. You are more than that.

Be a pioneer, be true to yourself. Let your words mirror your truth.

Rebel. Be different, be bold and be daring. 

Speak the words everyone is too scared to utter, speak your truth. 

Conformity is surrender. It is ceasing to resist insincerity. It is ceasing to defend what makes us human. Conformity is defeat.

In a world full of copies, dare to be original.

Joyfully yours,

Hanaa

Recap

Dear reader,

It’s been 2 years since I last published anything. 2 years of learning, of growing and discovering.
I think it’s safe to say, I’m not who I used to be.

Reading what i wrote, it no longer mirrors me the way it used to, no longer tells my story and draws my thoughts. And that made me wonder if we’re ever really who we perceive ourselves to be and if we can, consequently, map out who we want to be, sculpt ourselves, shape our futures.

Looking back at what I wrote, I never thought I’d be where I am today. I find myself reading words full of doubt, of uncertainty. Words that weigh between two options not knowing which to choose, words that shake with fear of oblivion, words that want to escape the inevitable.

I’ve grown to be more accepting, of the past, of the present and of the future.
I’ve learned to let go of resentment, fear and anger and accept whatever it is coming my way. It’s never easy to see the big picture. We’re so convinced that looking closely and getting nearer will lead us onto the right path when that couldn’t be further of the truth. Sometimes it’s having trust, being brave and being distant that makes you see things clearer.

I’ve grown to understand the difference between sight and vision. Looking at the facts, it sometimes seems as though nothing could go wrong. Vanity consumes us, we feel in control. I’ve learned that facts can mislead, that sight and calculation are never accurate. I’ve learned that we need to see beyond the figures. We need to see with our hearts, we need to see the light.

I’ve grown to be more lenient, to be more flexible, like water, morphing into whatever the circumstances require, never losing my composition, never changing my texture, always remaining true to who I am.
Water is a great source of inspiration, calm and still but rough and rigid. Flexible and yet destructive. Water shows that being kind, being easy and being adaptable in no way means you are weak. It adds to your strength, it pushes you further.

It’s been 2 years since I last published anything. 2 years of  learning, growing and discovering.
 It’s been 2 years since I last published anything, and it’s time to start again.


Joyfully yours,
Hanaa