Change In a Portrait

Change, a short six letter word that weighs the whole world. It is sad for me say, that i live in a center of a circulation, among it i was, and fortunatley i interviend and ended up in between. Any movement will suck me back in..

History, a dusty collection of visions, words and numbers that repeats itself always keeps on baffling me, does Change exist? If we can change then why would we not? Or does this dying world apeal to us and so, we choose to stay still?

As i have learned, Change is a word that belongs to or reffers to a single entity, and by single i mean; one that has no other, an example would be an individual living being. As i see it, People change but individually and not as a whole. And these changes happen and they happen across time and they are very much identical. Bad turns to Good, while good turns to bad, as it keeps the equation of life balanced as it is. The same equation that repeats itself over and over again.

Open your mind with me and feel this golden hand you are about to hold as i guide you to witness a beautiful portriat. Change In the portrait of Dear Kuwait.

I am here to challenge the unbeatble, to challenge and to defeat the unbreakable. to Change the Unchangble. To put my brush and to ask you to put your brushs in the color of change and to paint it onto out magnificent portrait. We need it, before we lose, for our next generation not to fall into our same holes.

What i am asking for is very much impossible, but i believe that impossible is a word that can be written and that exists. Belief breaks all expectations, so you my friend, tell me, what's there to lose? Just believe in something.

I will leave you with only these humble words. And i will start discussing my major points in my next posts Enshallah :)

Yours truley, Sa3ood Alterkait