خوش لمة الله يحفظهم

ها صح نسيت اكو تكملة

This could explain the higher rates of drug abuse, crime, and "moral degradation" among the lower classes of society (say, the lowest 10% of the population). Most of these crimes are committed by young males with no particular skills or interests. Since they have no prospect in life, no tomorrow to look forward to, and no rock bottom to fear falling into (because they are already IN the rock bottom) they have less reasons to stop them from committing such things. Unskillful, and unemployed young males that are regarded with disdain (by both society and family) are almost always the fuel for social unrest and disintegration. The solution is not to weed them off, because more will grow. The solution probably should start at teaching them some skills, professions, or anything useful for that matter. Basically: the solution is to find them a place in the world.
True economic and social prosperity probably starts at the lower classes, because they are the ones most problematic.

It's probably a far-reaching and incoherent conclusion, but whatever.

الاغنية اللي احمد ديطبل الها صارله شهرين
It's worth it tho

بانَ الخَليطُ وَلَو طُوِّعتُ ما بانا
وَقَطَّعوا مِن حِبالِ الوَصلِ أَقرانا

حَيِّ المَنازِلَ إِذ لا نَبتَغي بَدَلًا
بِالدارِ دارًا وَلا الجيرانِ جيرانا

لَو تَعلَمينَ الَّذي نَلقى أَوَيتِ لَنا
أَو تَسمَعينَ إِلى ذي العَرشِ شَكوانا

كَصاحِبِ المَوجِ إِذ مالَت سَفينَتُهُ
يَدعو إِلى اللَهِ إِسرارًا وَإِعلانا

- جرير

A quick (anatomy of the pharynx) lesson.
Look at how the inferior pharyngeal & the cricopharyngeus muscles are related to one another and to the esophagus

A diverticulum is basically an out-pouching. Zenker's diverticulum is an out-pouching in the pharynx (between the inferior pharyngeal & the cricopharyngeus muscles) that can be really annoying.

إِذا كانَ لي فِيْمَنْ أُحِبُّ مُشَارِكاً
مَنَعْتُ الهَوَى رُوْحِي لِيُتْلِفَني وَجْدِي
وَقُلْتُ لَها يا نَفْسُ مَوتي كَرِيمَةً
فَلا خَيْرَ في حُبٍّ يَكُونُ مَعَ الضدِّ


تَرَكْتُ حَبِيْبَ القَلْبِ لا عَنْ مَلاَلَه
ولَكِنْ جَنَى ذَنْباً يُؤَدَي إلى التَّرْكِ
أَرادَ شَرِيكاً في المحبَةِ بَيْننا
وإِيمَانُ قَلْبِي لا يَمْيِلُ إلى الشِّرْكِ

ألف ليلة وليلة

Reading sometimes feels like excavation: I read because I'm looking for my ideas, better articulated.

I said it would be dark, & he said he hated daylight. I said it would be lonely, & he said he prostituted his mind talking to intelligent people. I said he was mad & he said God preserve him from sanity. (God certainly will.)

In 1913, Wittgenstein decided to isolate himself in a remote place somewhere in Norway. Bertrand Russell tried to talk him out of it: