<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601</id><updated>2011-06-08T10:45:40.087+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Nights of a lost Knight</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes you have a load on your chest, sometimes you can find “the person” to speak out, many times you don’t… here are some of thought in case of DON’T.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-113881496165352237</id><published>2006-02-01T20:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:29:21.676+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking illumination</title><summary type='text'>The disciple approached his master:   "For years I have been seeking illumination," he said.  "I feel that I am close to achieving it.  I need to know what the next step is."   "How do you support yourself?" the master asked.    "I haven't yet learned how to support myself; my parents help me out.  But that is only a detail." "Your next step is to look directly at the sun for half a minute," said</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/113881496165352237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=113881496165352237&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113881496165352237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113881496165352237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2006/02/seeking-illumination.html' title='Seeking illumination'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-113784323392240810</id><published>2006-01-21T14:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T14:33:53.946+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Making the field fertile</title><summary type='text'>The Zen master entrusted the disciple with looking after the rice paddy.-In the first year, the disciple watched to make sure that the necessary water was never missing; the rice grew strong and the harvest was good.     -In the second year, he had the idea of adding a little fertiliser, the rice grew fast and the harvest was bigger.     -In the third year, he used more fertiliser. The harvest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/113784323392240810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=113784323392240810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113784323392240810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113784323392240810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2006/01/making-field-fertile.html' title='Making the field fertile'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-113784235833187621</id><published>2006-01-21T14:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T14:19:18.343+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Would anyone know the difference</title><summary type='text'>A father took his two boys to play mini-golf. At the ticket office he wanted to know the price.    - Five coins for adults, three for those over six years. Under six years entry is free.    - One of them is three, the other seven. I’ll pay for the oldest.    - You are silly – said the ticket seller. You could have saved three coins, saying that the oldest was under six; I would never have known </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/113784235833187621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=113784235833187621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113784235833187621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113784235833187621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2006/01/would-anyone-know-difference.html' title='Would anyone know the difference'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-113766293350436116</id><published>2006-01-19T12:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T12:28:53.520+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The way of the tiger</title><summary type='text'>The man was walking through the forest when he saw a crippled fox.      "How does she feed herself?" he thought.     At that moment, a tiger approached with an animal in its jaws. It satisfied its hunger and left what remained for the fox.    "If God helps the fox then he will help me too”, he thought. He returned to his house, locked the door and waited for Heaven to send him food.      Nothing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/113766293350436116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=113766293350436116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113766293350436116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113766293350436116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2006/01/way-of-tiger.html' title='The way of the tiger'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-113369369904302876</id><published>2005-12-04T13:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T13:54:59.060+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Children</title><summary type='text'>Extracted from "The Prophet" (1923)  by Jubran Khalil Jubran (1883 - 1931)Your children are not your children.They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.They come through you but not from you,And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.You may give them your love but not your thoughts.For they have their own thoughts.You may house their bodies but not their souls,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/113369369904302876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=113369369904302876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113369369904302876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113369369904302876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/12/children.html' title='Children'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-113344603871636110</id><published>2005-12-01T17:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T17:16:07.740+03:00</updated><title type='text'>WAD</title><summary type='text'>HIV is one of the biggest social, economic and health challenges in the world. It is a global emergency claiming over 8,000 lives every day. In fact 5 people die of AIDS every minute.HIV stands for Human Immunodeficiency Virus. This is the virus known to cause AIDS (Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome). If someone is HIV-positive, it means they have been infected with the virus.A person infected </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.worldaidsday.org/index.asp' title='WAD'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/113344603871636110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=113344603871636110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113344603871636110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113344603871636110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/12/wad.html' title='WAD'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-113154599825608501</id><published>2005-11-09T17:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T17:19:58.256+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The mouse and the books</title><summary type='text'>When I was interned in Dr. Eiras Hospital, I began to have panic crises. One day, I decided to consult the psychiatrist in charge of my case:        "Doctor, I am overcome by fear; it takes from me the joy of living".        "Here in my office there is a mouse that eats my books", said the doctor. “If I get desperate about this mouse, he will hide from me and I will do nothing else in life but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/113154599825608501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=113154599825608501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113154599825608501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113154599825608501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/11/mouse-and-books.html' title='The mouse and the books'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-113154583071849895</id><published>2005-11-09T17:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T17:17:10.736+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving is Living</title><summary type='text'>I am at a St. John’s party, with stalls, target shooting and home-cooked food. The only curious thing is that from a certain angle of the street of two-storey houses, we can see the tallest buildings in the world; the rural festivity is happening in the middle of New York.         Suddenly, a clown begins to imitate my gestures. People laugh, and I also think it’s funny. In the end, I invite him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/113154583071849895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=113154583071849895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113154583071849895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113154583071849895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/11/moving-is-living.html' title='Moving is Living'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-113087642377505652</id><published>2005-11-01T23:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T23:25:13.803+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Like a Wheel</title><summary type='text'>I love the band The Corrs, amazing Folk music.... The song Heart Like a Wheel is one of the best in thier new album Home i would like to share the lyrics with you.... Pls try to listen to it:Some say the heart is just like a wheel.... When you bend it you can't mend itAnd my love for you is like a sinking shipAnd my heart is on that ship out on mid-oceanThey say that death is a tragedyComes once </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.thecorrswebsite.com' title='Heart Like a Wheel'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/113087642377505652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=113087642377505652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113087642377505652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113087642377505652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/11/heart-like-wheel.html' title='Heart Like a Wheel'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-113076737448522807</id><published>2005-10-31T17:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T17:02:54.503+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect for mystery</title><summary type='text'>The Greeks were great masters at describing human behavior through small stories that we usually call myths. All the generations that came after them, from Freud’s psychoanalysis (with the Oedipus complex, for example) to the films of Hollywood (like Morpheus in “Matrix”) ended up drinking from this source.     For a good part of my life, one of those stories left me very intrigued: the myth of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/113076737448522807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=113076737448522807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113076737448522807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/113076737448522807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/10/respect-for-mystery.html' title='Respect for mystery'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-112539231106722009</id><published>2005-08-30T12:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T12:58:31.076+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don’t mean to offend you</title><summary type='text'>During his pilgrimage to Mecca, a holy man began to feel the presence of God. In the midst of a trance he knelt down, hid his face and prayed: “Lord, I ask for only one thing in life: that I be given the grace of never offending you.”    “I cannot grant you that grace,” answered the Almighty. ‘If you don’t offend me I shall have no reason to pardon you. If I have no need to pardon you, soon you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/112539231106722009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=112539231106722009&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/112539231106722009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/112539231106722009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-dont-mean-to-offend-you.html' title='I don’t mean to offend you'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-112106948047019285</id><published>2005-07-11T12:06:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T17:00:56.106+04:00</updated><title type='text'>World Population Day 11July 2005</title><summary type='text'>Equality EmpowersEquality benefits everyone. Where girls have equal opportunity to education, societies become more prosperous. Where women have equal access to income, assets and services, families become healthier. When both men and women are able to participate equally and exercise their full human rights, the world benefits.“Each woman and girl is a unique and valuable human being who is </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.unfpa.org' title='World Population Day 11July 2005'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/112106948047019285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=112106948047019285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/112106948047019285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/112106948047019285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/07/world-population-day-11july-2005.html' title='World Population Day 11July 2005'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111730356400452305</id><published>2005-05-28T22:01:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T22:06:04.010+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Syrian White Pages</title><summary type='text'>Finally we –Proud Syrians-  found a place on the internet were we can all find our loved ones who live abroad and for those who were destined to be away to meet their friends and family back home and stay in touch….Syrian Directory, please friends visit and register.http://www.syriandirectory.com</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.syriandirectory.com' title='Syrian White Pages'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111730356400452305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111730356400452305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111730356400452305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111730356400452305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/05/syrian-white-pages.html' title='Syrian White Pages'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111633707719771325</id><published>2005-05-17T16:51:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T17:22:27.836+03:00</updated><title type='text'>No room for political Islam in Syria</title><summary type='text'>Many thanks to Dr. Moubayed for making it possible to publish this article  At the gates of the popular as-Sehour Mosque in Aleppo (north Syria) a sign reads, "No to explosions!" showing a bomb with a red line going through it. This is a sign of Syria's willingness to cooperate with moderate Islam that does not encourage terrorism. It is also a signal that Washington and Damascus have a common </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111633707719771325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111633707719771325&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111633707719771325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111633707719771325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-room-for-political-islam-in-syria.html' title='No room for political Islam in Syria'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111633302458122439</id><published>2005-05-17T16:23:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T16:30:24.586+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apollodorus of Damascus</title><summary type='text'>Apollodorus of Damascus  (lived 2nd century ad), Greek architect. Apollodorus was one of the most famous architects of the ancient world. A Syrian Greek by birth, Apollodorus came to Rome at the invitation of the Roman emperor Trajan. Apollodorus's designs for buildings erected in Rome brought him great fame in his day. His greatest achievement was the Forum of Trajan (106-113). The forum was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111633302458122439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111633302458122439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111633302458122439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111633302458122439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/05/apollodorus-of-damascus.html' title='Apollodorus of Damascus'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111616650172830588</id><published>2005-05-15T18:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T16:49:19.950+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Syrian History</title><summary type='text'>Sami Moubayed is a Syrian political analyst and author. He was born in London in 1977 and studied political science at the American University of Beirut (AUB). He obtained his PhD in Middle East Affairs from the University of Exeter in Great Britain. During his college years, Moubayed was mentored by Munir al-Ajlani, a veteran politician from Syria who had fought against the French Mandate in the</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.syrianhistory.com' title='Syrian History'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111616650172830588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111616650172830588&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111616650172830588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111616650172830588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/05/syrian-history.html' title='Syrian History'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111442489247143686</id><published>2005-04-25T14:26:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T14:28:12.473+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth About Life</title><summary type='text'>All the world's a stage,And all the men and women merely players.They have their exits and their entrances;And one man in his time plays many parts...William Shakespeare, "As You Like It", Act 2 scene 7</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111442489247143686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111442489247143686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111442489247143686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111442489247143686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/04/truth-about-life.html' title='Truth About Life'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111383169204891181</id><published>2005-04-18T17:22:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T17:45:59.846+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I really care to know your answers!! Please comment</title><summary type='text'>President William Jefferson Clinton: That depends on how yuh define "road".Hillary Rodham Clinton: I don't bake cookies; I don't cook chicken. I am not a crook -- er, I am not a cook.Ayn Rand: A chicken's first duty is to itself. And only by living for itself is it able to achieve the things which are the glory of chickenkind. Such is the nature of achievement.A Typical Politically Correct Person</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111383169204891181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111383169204891181&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111383169204891181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111383169204891181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-really-care-to-know-your-answers.html' title='I really care to know your answers!! Please comment'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111381350550127094</id><published>2005-04-18T12:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T12:48:49.306+04:00</updated><title type='text'>2005 Veronica Rudge Green Prize in Urban Design</title><summary type='text'>The city of Aleppo, Syria is the recipient of the 2005 Veronica Rudge Green Prize in Urban Design. City of Stone: Aleppo's Rehabilitation covers the project through site plans, maps, and photographs. At the Gund Hall Gallery thorugh May 25.  For further reading please Click HereNolli map illustration by Tomomi Itakura. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111381350550127094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111381350550127094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111381350550127094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111381350550127094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/04/2005-veronica-rudge-green-prize-in.html' title='2005 Veronica Rudge Green Prize in Urban Design'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111329681855498210</id><published>2005-04-12T13:01:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T12:51:03.156+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt and Forgivness</title><summary type='text'>When we were children, we would often overhear our mother saying: 'My child only behaved foolishly because he got into bad company. He's a very good boy really.'And so we never took responsibility for our actions, never asked for forgiveness and ended up forgetting that we must also be generous with those who offend us. The act of forgiveness has nothing to do with feelings of guilt or cowardice:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111329681855498210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111329681855498210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111329681855498210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111329681855498210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/04/guilt-and-forgivness.html' title='Guilt and Forgivness'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111313316769613339</id><published>2005-04-10T15:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T16:27:51.606+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am From Syria</title><summary type='text'>On the back cover of Al Iqtissad Magazine I saw an amazing photo for Qasyoun Mountain... On the footer I found this smily face saying Ana min Souria (I am From Syria). followed the link to read the following:Quote:“I'm From Syria is a private initiative that seeks to foster the sense of citizenship in all Syrians.The logo is the happy face of Syrian citizens, whose country make them proud to </summary><link rel='related' href='http://iamfromsyria.com' title='I am From Syria'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111313316769613339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111313316769613339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111313316769613339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111313316769613339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-from-syria.html' title='I am From Syria'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111287506671179165</id><published>2005-04-07T15:53:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T16:00:38.593+04:00</updated><title type='text'>A city with Charm</title><summary type='text'>Aleppo Castle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111287506671179165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111287506671179165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111287506671179165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111287506671179165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/04/city-with-charm.html' title='A city with Charm'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111286461716754334</id><published>2005-04-07T13:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T13:03:37.166+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedies</title><summary type='text'>Tragedies do happen. We can discover the reason, blame others, imagine how different our lives would be had they not occured. But none of that is improtant; they did occur, and so be it. From there on we must put aside the fear that they awoke in us and begin to rebuild."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111286461716754334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111286461716754334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111286461716754334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111286461716754334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/04/tragedies.html' title='Tragedies'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111286451235805504</id><published>2005-04-07T12:55:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T13:01:52.360+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Battles</title><summary type='text'>All life's battles teach us something, even those we lose. When you grow up, you'll discover that you have defended lies, deceived yourself, or suffered for foolishness. If you're a good warrior, you will not blame yourself for this, but neither will you allow your mistakes to repeat themselves.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111286451235805504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111286451235805504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111286451235805504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111286451235805504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/04/life-battles.html' title='Life Battles'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111219260313328403</id><published>2005-03-30T18:23:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T13:20:07.833+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Fair '05</title><summary type='text'>28th - 30th April 2005Organized by: SYEA and UG... It's first initiative of it's kind in Syria. Thumbs UP!!!!!For more information please click here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111219260313328403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111219260313328403&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111219260313328403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111219260313328403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/job-fair-05.html' title='Job Fair &apos;05'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111158902486767369</id><published>2005-03-23T17:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T17:50:33.463+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, President Bush</title><summary type='text'>Thank you, President BushBy: Paulo CoelhoThank you, great leader George W. Bush.Thank you for showing everyone what a danger Saddam Hussein represents. Many of us might otherwise have forgotten that he had used chemical weapons against his own people, against the Kurds and against the Iranians. Hussein is a bloodthirsty dictator and one of the clearest expressions of evil in today's world.But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111158902486767369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111158902486767369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111158902486767369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111158902486767369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/thank-you-president-bush.html' title='Thank you, President Bush'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111158207713073893</id><published>2005-03-23T15:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T16:06:29.606+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Syrian National Anthem, Map and Flag</title><summary type='text'>Click here and enjoy listening to my National Anthem and see my beloved country map</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111158207713073893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111158207713073893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111158207713073893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111158207713073893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/syrian-national-anthem-map-and-flag.html' title='Syrian National Anthem, Map and Flag'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111158130445597779</id><published>2005-03-23T15:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T17:44:27.686+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My beloved flag</title><summary type='text'>Proud to be Syrian </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111158130445597779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111158130445597779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111158130445597779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111158130445597779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-beloved-flag.html' title='My beloved flag'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111149975207442078</id><published>2005-03-22T16:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T16:55:52.080+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Extracts from "The Prophet" of Gibran Khalil Gibran</title><summary type='text'>In his book "The Prophet," Khalil Gibran tells the story of Al-Mustafá, a man who returns to his homeland. The inhabitants of the village where he has spent all those years ask him to teach what he has learned.      Below are some of the (edited) extracts from this classic of the 20th century: MatrimonyYou were born together and together you will be when the white wings of death end your days </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111149975207442078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111149975207442078&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111149975207442078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111149975207442078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/extracts-from-prophet-of-gibran-khalil.html' title='Extracts from &quot;The Prophet&quot; of Gibran Khalil Gibran'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111139967645883024</id><published>2005-03-21T13:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T13:07:56.460+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Our possibilities</title><summary type='text'>I note down in my computer something said by Ken Casey that I read in a magazine on the plane:    "How odd the human race is - so alike and yet so different! We are capable of working together, build the Pyramids in Egypt, the Great Wall of China, the cathedrals of Europe and the temples of Peru. We can compose unforgettable music, work in hospitals, create new computer programs.     "But at some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111139967645883024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111139967645883024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111139967645883024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111139967645883024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/our-possibilities.html' title='Our possibilities'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111139946774419394</id><published>2005-03-21T13:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T13:40:27.210+03:00</updated><title type='text'>How Warriors Accept defeats...</title><summary type='text'>A warrior accepts defeat. He does not treat it as a matter of indifference, nor does he attempt to transform it into a victory. The pain of defeat is bitter to him; he suffers at indifference and becomes desperate with loneliness. After all this has passed, he licks his wounds and begins everything anew. A warrior knows that war is made of many battles: he goes on.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111139946774419394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111139946774419394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111139946774419394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111139946774419394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-warriors-accept-defeats.html' title='How Warriors Accept defeats...'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111139935334379182</id><published>2005-03-21T13:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T13:02:33.346+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What prevent us from achieving our dreams?</title><summary type='text'>...there were two things that prevent us from achieving our dreams: believing them to be impossible or seeing those dreams made possible by some sudden turn of the wheel of fortune, when you least expected it. For at that moment, all our fears suddenly surface: the fear of setting off along a road heading who knows where, the fear of a life full of new challenges, the fear of losing for ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111139935334379182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111139935334379182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111139935334379182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111139935334379182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-prevent-us-from-achieving-our.html' title='What prevent us from achieving our dreams?'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111139897396857519</id><published>2005-03-21T12:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T12:56:13.970+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday Miracle</title><summary type='text'>You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. Each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own. It's just a matter of paying attention to this miracle.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111139897396857519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111139897396857519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111139897396857519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111139897396857519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/everyday-miracle.html' title='Everyday Miracle'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111132705420282883</id><published>2005-03-20T16:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T16:57:34.203+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The bow, the arrow and the target</title><summary type='text'>We are all archers of divine Will. And so it is absolutely essential that we know what instruments we have at our disposal.The bow The bow is life: all energy emanates from it.    The arrow will be shot one day.    The target is far away.     But your life will always be with you, and you have to know how to take proper care of it.      It needs periods of inactivity – a bow that is always ready,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111132705420282883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111132705420282883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111132705420282883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111132705420282883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/bow-arrow-and-target.html' title='The bow, the arrow and the target'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111132655114326948</id><published>2005-03-20T16:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T16:49:11.146+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The whole in everything</title><summary type='text'>When Ketu turned twelve years old he was sent to a master, with whom he studied until he was twenty-four. Upon finishing his training, he came back home filled with pride.     His father asked him:     “How can we know what we can’t see? How can we know that God the Almighty is everywhere?”     The young man began to recite the sacred scriptures, but his father interrupted him:     “That’s all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111132655114326948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111132655114326948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111132655114326948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111132655114326948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/whole-in-everything.html' title='The whole in everything'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11575601.post-111132534591552594</id><published>2005-03-20T16:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T16:29:05.920+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Manual for climbing mountains</title><summary type='text'>I guess we all thought about climbing one in our life, but we sometimes make mistakes, which is fine because at the end of the day we’re all humans… here are the steps to climb a mountain: A] Choose the mountain you want to climb: don’t pay attention to what other people say, such as “that one’s more beautiful” or “this one’s easier”. You’ll be spending lots of energy and enthusiasm to reach your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/feeds/111132534591552594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11575601&amp;postID=111132534591552594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111132534591552594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11575601/posts/default/111132534591552594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayyami.blogspot.com/2005/03/manual-for-climbing-mountains.html' title='Manual for climbing mountains'/><author><name>Radwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225445414856812805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.flagline.com/images/decals/syria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
