Who understood the game...
Only those who have surrendered themselves to the masters of the Arabic language know that their complete need is tucked between the vowels and the letters, and that it is all consolation when the world likes to join hands, imposing a suffocating siege, then - and I personally know - that language and writing are the last way out.
It is the fixed identity, the firm principle, which represents a clear entity within every Arab person, and that, in fact, what unites us with it more than we expect, and much of what we feel about it is a deep, timeless connection, as the mother tongue, and a large part of our history, but the inspiration - the writer's inspiration - occurs by accumulation, and if it happens suddenly, this is closer to a myth.
Inspiration is one of the secrets of the soul and a radiance of the soul, and a sublime meaning in which heart and mental meanings intertwine, just as the present overlaps in the future and a person explores the darkness in what lies ahead of him, and a single moment shines in it and he senses a meaning that many people may not realize. Hidden reading and external awareness of a person, which may be a fleeting flash for some people, which may happen to an ordinary person.
Pasteur says: (The strength of the model and the radiance of the intuition can only be obtained from patience and preparation for a long time to receive its rays). So, inspiration in its truth does not come from a vacuum or it is pure coincidence, as many believe, but rather as a result of persistent and consuming effort.
The most that an inspiring writer can do, rebelling against reality, is to continue writing, otherwise the grief will be more painful if he does not continue writing it.
I will not be certain - as all writers do - those human feelings, as works of art, may be faked to appear as if they were the original ones, but they are fake. Everything can visit, joy, pain, hate... sickness and recovery, even love!!
Sometimes the writer makes fun of those who expect the best from him, then discovers that they were right, and that he is better than he imagined.
Do they expect things to get better? Things never get better; the history of inspirational writers is a crowd of fools.
The path of the writer is fraught with thorns, so their letters bleed, hardship exhausts them, and their words drip with blood. They are wounded after and before the battle of writing the text.
Most people see them as more talkative and courageous in writing, and they are in fact the most shy and silent when they meet?!
Inspiration in writing means that the writer deliberately forgets the questions to be the beginning of a search for an answer... Is it permissible to ask the amazed about what amazed him?
Inspiration in writing requires the writer to comb the roads alone, it requires him to search for a melody that describes his pain, he sings it in a voice inclined to weeping, he stands for a moment, weeps full of his pain, weeps until he loses the desire to talk about it to tell about them, then he turns back and the pain has cooled inside him while he is still wet with letters, but without thinking he finds himself going to his inspiration, complaining to tell him what he lived, telling him about his many attempts to forget, telling him about his words that were He scatters it here and there in order to prove to himself before everyone else that it no longer exists inside him, to laugh his throat full and wake up from his inspiration?!
The writer, after setting off with passion in all aspects of life, and running after his dreams to achieve them, returns wanting nothing but to return to himself... the same self that he never wants to bear.
He wonders: what if he lived in peace without inspiration? What if he lived without writing and without disappointments?!
Is it possible that thinking without an inspiring attitude is a beautiful reality that is almost impossible?!
Our life has become full of anticipation of things before they happen, and we claim that we are waiting for a beautiful day under the name of a better tomorrow, and we hide behind the banks of a tear that burns and terrifies the heart of those who were not disturbed by life. With the concept of life behind the saying life is beautiful... This is exactly what the writer's inspiration dictates on his mind, which bears the concern of the reality of his society and others of his people.