GeekyArtistArabWoman - Lubzi

The juice of my heart

I call myself Lubzi. I am from Palestine. I live there too
I am a blend of cultures, a salad of sounds, colors & words. I like to create. I love learning. I aspire to inspire. I seek freedom, harmony, peace and justice. I like to be a bridge between hearts and minds, between people from different cultures and backgrounds.
Here you'll find my theatre sound designs, audio art pieces, some of my writings and sketches & all kinds of crazy mixes and audio experiments that I do.

Friday, September 28, 2012

Thursday, September 27, 2012

شو تعلمت

تعلّمت احضر دفاعي
بشكل واعي
انقّي كلامي
زي المحامي
أتجاهل أحلامي
اداري الأمي
اخبي الواني
اخبي أقلامي

Don't you ever take back the love

Don't you ever take back the love
It's a crime
It's the cruelest thing
To give your love
Then change your mind
Close all doors
Slam them in my face
Don't you ever take back the love
You'd be a criminal
If there's a slight chance
that one day
you may
Take back the love
And leave me
cold and sad
Then please
Now
Go away
Disappear
Vanish
And never come back

Hishshik Bishshik هشك بشك

Summertime - Louis Armstrong & Ella Fitzgerald - Remix by Lubzi

The Gap

I use too many words,
you use too little..
I'm brown you're white
I'm female your male
I'm down here
you're up there
I suffer unlove and lack,
you enjoy popularity and abundance,
you're famous.
me...
I'm forgotten,
My body and heart
are heavy with pain,
you...
you play music.
I'm from one planet
and you're from another
No wonder why
we can't have a dialogue.
The distance .. The gap..
This is logical.
It is logical that any conversation between us
is doomed to fail.
Power differential
is not something that should be ignored
It is not something that can be ignored
It affects everything.
it sets the tone.
It decides priorities.
It decides protocol and process
and topics of interest
and just about everything.
As long as a power gap exists,
You will not hear me
And I will not respect you
so please
don't talk about justice
just shut up
enjoy your privilege
and shut up

هاي اللحظة

هاي اللحظة
بعد لحظة
بتبقى وهم
 بالنسبة لبكرا
مجرد ذكرى
بنصنعها هلّا

الحب ما بيموت love doesn't die

الحب ما بيموت
ما بَصَدِّق
الحب الصادق ما بيموت
بيتراكم عليه زفته وخرى
ووجع قلب
وجروح
بس يموت؟ مستحيل
اذا مات يعني ما كان موجود
الحب هو كل شي
كيف ممكن كل شي يموت
مستحيل
الحب هو اللي بيعطي معنى للحياة
وطعم
مستحيل يتبخر في الهوا
متل الكذب
متل الوهم
يصبح عدم
But we are now total strangers
We are not friends , never in touch
I look your name up online out of curiosity.
You seem happy, healthy and successful
You have your own safe comfortable world
which I'm not part of
In which I never stepped
Of which I know nothing
And I'm a total stranger to you
You seem to have love and luck too
I wonder if I ever occur to you
Maybe when you listen to music I played once with you
Maybe when you hear a song you shared with me
or maybe never
I'm happy you're doing well
I still don't understand
How can this happen?
I don't think it's right
How does love die
Just like that?
Was it really love?
if it was
it wouldn't have died.

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