The Juste Simon

The day is long gone and the night has started hours ago. After doing all that I have planned, I switched of the light of my room and opened the door. Well I need to get some fresh air in the room after all I am going to be closed in that 9 m 2 for 6 hours. While refreshing the room, I walked outside to refresh myself as well. Standing at the balcony of this old building that I was running from. The area gets easily quiet after midnight even my noisy sister was nowhere to be heard today. Instead, the birds were singing their alleluia, the air is smooth, a little bit cold, windy, who knows where it has been? Or what prayer it has taken along its way? Maybe it has a message for me? Perhaps it has met the woman of my dream? Or was it the only comfort that some lonely man had had? Anyway with me it is very kind tonight, it just embraces me like a mother. My body, my mind, my heart even my blood feels its gentle touch. I am so grateful that my mind starts vising places. It took me to a h...

It has been two years since my last post and I might have not been here writing if desired situations have gone the way I hoped them to go. But this is life and it goes on nonetheless. So I find myself in this summer 2018 watching football. I should admit first that I'm not a football fan, I become one only at the highest platform, continental cups or in this case world cups. Since not  a fan I am quite selective about the games to watch and very critical. Let me not lie, sometimes i get emotional too. So the games of the extra-minutes, Being myself inclined  to certain type of literature my mind during those games merged certain knowledge with what I was seeing. Indeed in that line I remembered Napoleon Hill, whom in his book "Think and grow rich" had as one of the major principals one that stated "Always go the extra mile": I remembered also a great poem heard first from the great motivator Less brown and has become my phone screen picture since then....

NBA, the game that I love ,  NBA the reality that I hate. It has been a while that this reality has been striking me, but I have to push it back. I Have tried so many times to speak my mind but we all know what it means to try to open the eyes of a volunteer blind. As Harriet Tubman said " I have freed thousand slaves,  I could have freed thousand more if only they knew  they were slaves". As strange as It could seems to a decent brain, trying to bring the truth to someone who has chosen to ignore the truth can get you killed. I'm writing this article because the truth must spoken. In October 31, 1950, 21-year-old Earl Lloyd became the first African-American to play in an NBA game when he took the court in the season opener for the Washington capitols. Although Clifton was the first one to sing a NBA contract. A lot of newspapers were celebrating this news. In many of them you could see the line " NBA's color Line Is Broken". After those young th...

       It was really a joke that I have had with a friend of mine in our way back from the university. But my storming mind does not want to let it go, so here I am, writing what it has to say. In my first days here in Germany I've met a guy from Ethiopia at the train station of Rosenheim. We've chatted for about half an hour before each us went for his destination. I was lucky enough to get a true story form this friend. He came all the way from his country to reach finally this place. From his country travelling by car, and other local mean he has managed to reach the Libyan coast. After several weeks waiting for his chance to be boarded, he was finally boarded in a very small boat (I think you all know the story), he has reached Italy, precisely in Sicily, after a long stay there he made it to Germany, here he said, he's having a decent life. But wherever he goes, there's one big scar on his face, that he does not know how to get r...

     I know that, what I'm about to say might confuse you but before you say anything just think about it. Just stop for a second and let your analytical mind take over. Have you ever thought about it? From the first moment of creation of the human being, two life are added through subtraction to one single result of a multiplication. In simple words, life has been subtracted from two humans and converted into one single human that we commonly call baby. This embryo starts feeding inside the woman, subtracting life substances until his time arrive and he's given birth. Once born he keeps on feeding on the mother life by sucking directly through the woman breasts. Have you thought about why is the mother milk the richest food the new born can have? Simple because it the result of life transformation. When the embryo reaches the age where he cannot no longer be feed directly by another life, meaning another human being, a new process st...

I've heard it trough the breathe of the sea while standing on the seashore. I was just standing there in front of the sea with my feet touching the water and then as the waves were coming and going a sensation was invading me. I've tried to resist it, and a voice coming from within asked me: - Do you mind listen to my painful story"? The voice was so sad that I've dropped down without any movement and was ready to listen. I Just sat down with my feet on the water. And the Sea started talking to me. It said: -Listen, young man, I have seen, I have felt a lot stories but this one, I want you to listen to it"   " From the coast of Libya, two families arrived. Mohamed the brother of one the husbands was suppose to help them cross the sea. He helped his brother and his family to get on the boat. They were then about about to depart, when his brother stopped him and said: - Mohamed! I cannot leave without this friend of mine. He has been more th...

Today I was walking down the street, thinking about my surrounding and the troubles tormenting my mind. So I was walking, before I realized it I found myself in quiet street. You know, sometimes the noise around you help you escape from it. So suddenly when I found myself in this quite place I've snapped out my mind to then return on it. I was thinking How quite the street was and how beautiful the houses were. Everything was clean, a lot of trees around the houses, seems to me that they were singles proprieties. So my mind questions me:  what if you were in America?  What if you were in a rich district of America?  What if this district was of caucasians?" The last question couldn't start by " what if" since is the case, So my mind was going on questioning It  came to this last sentence: " Well, you're a black man walking as if you deserve in rich caucausian district, what could happens to you?" To answer to this question, I didn't ...