TRUTH OF YOUTH
I had not heard
In fifteen years
From my childhood
Erupting from behind
A closed door
In the pit of my soul.
But the memory
Of those trickling tones
Turned something inside me
Instantly to gold.
How could I have forgotten that sound
Those ripples of truth
The excitement of youth
I had forgotten
In the years of me
How could I have forgotten
That most simple feeling,
That of simply living
NOTE: Two versions from two separate editions.
I will be posting random excerpts from my book right here. Some of these pieces of poetry you may have read already, while others have been recently scanned and shared online by readers.
All I ask from people who produce these images is to tag the book’s title and author’s name to the top or bottom of each page – with the date of the version of the book the content is pulled from. There are slight editing variations in both versions. Thank you!
STAY GOLD & BEAUTIFUL!
BEWARE OF THOSE
Beware of those who are bitter,
For they will never allow you
To enjoy your fruit.
Beware of those who criticize you
When you deserve some praise for an achievement,
For they secretly desire to be worshiped.
Beware of those who are needy or stingy,
For they would rather sting you
Than give you anything.
Beware of those who are always hungry.
They will feed you to the wolves
Just to get paid.
Beware of those who speak negatively
About everything and everybody.
A negative person will never say
A positive thing about you.
Beware of those who are bored
And not passionate about life.
They will bore you with reasons for not living.
Beware of those who are too focused with
Polishing and beautifying their outer shells.
They lack true substance to understand
That genuine beauty is in the heart
that resides inside.
Beware of those who step in the path of your dreams.
They only dream to have the ability
To take half your steps.
Beware of those that steer you away
From your heart’s true happiness.
It would make them happy to see you
Steer yourself next to them,
Sitting with both your hearts bitter.
Those who are critical don’t like being criticized,
And those who are insensitive have a deficiency in their senses.
Beware of those that tell you to BEWARE.
They are too aware of everything –
And live alone, scared.
Also found in the book ‘Rise Up and Salute the Sun’ 2010.
REMEMBER THE LOTUS FLOWER
Great people will always be mocked by those
Who feel smaller than them.
A lion does not flinch at laughter coming from a hyena.
A gorilla does not budge from a banana thrown at it by a monkey.
A nightingale does not stop singing its beautiful song
at the intrusion of an annoying woodpecker.
Whenever you should doubt your self-worth, remember the lotus flower.
Even though it plunges to life from beneath the mud,
It does not allow the dirt That surrounds it
to affect its growth or beauty.
Be that lotus flower always.
Do not allow any negativity or ugliness
In your surroundings,
Or anybody at all,
Destroy your confidence,
Affect your growth,
Or make you question your self-worth.
It is very normal for one ugly weed
to not want to stand alone.
Remember this always.
If you were ugly,
Or just as small as they feel they are,
Then they would not feel so bitter and envious
Each and every time they are forced
To glance up at magnificently
Copyright 2008, Suzy Kassem. All rights reserved.
FAITH IS THE EMPEROR OF DREAMS
A great emperor is born from one tiny sperm.
A large eagle grows from one small egg.
A giant tree grows from one tiny seedling.
for the newborn and wise,
Everything begins small.
However, it is faith that builds
the staircase to your dreams.
Always have faith in yourself
And the universe –
For One will not get you anywhere
Without the other.
Both must be equally strong to reach your desires,
For they are the wings that will lift you
to your dreams.
Not a single bird makes its first leap From a tree without faith.
And not a single animal in the jungle
Starts each day without faith.
faith is the flame that eliminates fear,
And faith is the true emperor
Copyright 2002, Suzy Kassem. All rights reserved.
THE WEATHER OF LOVE
Has a way of wilting
At the strangest,
Most unpredictable hour.
This is how love is,
An uncontrollable beast
In the form of a flower.
The sun does not always shine on it.
Nor does the rain always pour on it
Nor should it always get beaten by a storm.
Love does not always emit the sweetest scents,
And sometimes it can sting with its thorns.
Give it plenty of sunlight.
And the flower of love will
Neglect it or keep dissecting it,
And its petals will quickly curl up and die.
This is how love is.
Perfection is a delusional vision.
So love the person who loves you
And abandon the one
who loves you
Only under favorable
“The Weather of Love” by Suzy Kassem, Copyright 2011. All Rights Reserved.
This story comes from a collection of writings from 2007. It has also been previously published on my web site and both blogs as “A World of Black and White“. You may have read it before, but I want all of you to remember this one forever. All my stories have a surface meaning and a deeper meaning. Study them all well.
THE KINGDOM OF NIGHT AND DAY
There was once a king who feared the light so much, because it revealed all his flaws and scars. So he ordered all the people in his kingdom to sleep during the day and work only at night — using only the light of the stars.
For years, the people lived in fear and total darkness. If anyone dared to open their eyes during the day, even by mistake, the king’s privileged guards that patrolled the village at all hours – were ordered to immediately execute them.
Slowly over time, the children in the village were getting sick and falling over like poisoned flowers. The selfish king blamed these events on the candles that were brought in from a nearby village to light up the holy temples. So the temples were abandoned and closed, and the king had also succeeded in preventing anyone from worshiping anybody higher than him.
Eventually, a young courageous doctor dared to speak up and to say to the king, “Without the rays of the sun to light up our souls and heal and feed our bodies, we will all die.” But the king had the doctor immediately executed.
Over the next few years, the villagers spent most of their time at night digging graves for those who opposed the king, instead of planting seeds to eat from their gardens.
Then again, another brave soul, a concerned scientist, stood up and shouted to the king, “If we go against the way of nature, the normal cycle of life, we will all die.” And just like those before him who had dared to speak out against the king, the man was quickly executed.
Another decade went by, and many other women and men dared to voice their concerns to the king about living in utter darkness. And again, one by one, they were all executed.
Then finally the day came when the king suddenly died in his sleep. In celebration of the news, the huge gates of the kingdom flung open, and the people danced and rejoiced under the bright sunlight.
In the evening, the villagers threw the biggest feast surrounded by the light of a million candles. Yet to the surprise of many, the event quickly escalated into a violent riot. Villagers were arguing over the king’s belongings, and swords were waved between friends, neighbors, brothers and sisters. Within just two hours of the celebration, the village was overtaken by theft, rape, and the brutality towards the weak, old and poor. Then suddenly, amidst all the commotion, the candles surrounding them accidentally tipped over and quickly burnt down the entire kingdom.
Nobody understood what could have gone wrong. Was life truly better under their horrible king?
No, it was not. But all the good people who had dared to take a stand for what they believed was right, were now all gone.
Copyright 2007, Suzy Kassem. All rights reserved. Image by William Blake.
I have strong faith in humanity that the day will come when good Muslims will stand up collectively against bad Muslims and say, “That is not Islam”, and good Christians will stand up against bad Christians and say, “That is not how Christ would behave”, and good Jews will take a stand against bad Jews and say, “That is not true Judaism”, and good Hindus, Buddhists and Sikhs will stand up against bad Hindus, Buddhists and Sikhs and do the same — and so on. The day will come when the genuinely Truthful and Beautiful will stand up against the Untruthful and Ugly, and the conscience will overpower the ego, and substance will reign over the superficial. This day will come before my generation is buried 6 feet deep, but not before the storm passes, and not before all races and religions of the world recognize that we all share a common enemy, and that the sum of us all is ONE. This day will come. I promise it will come. But it starts now with me, you and everyone. And do remember, dark clouds always eventually scatter after every storm…to make way for the rays of the brilliant sun. — Suzy Kassem
We are taught about our senses at a very young age, but not about all their powers. For example, we know about the power of sight and its effect on stirring the mind and heart. And we know about the power of smell on stirring or repelling our appetite – or in physical attraction. We also know how the power of touch and the power of hearing (music) can both heal, yet we have not been taught about the healing powers of smell vs. taste (or digestion).
In medicine, we are often given pills or fluids to help remedy illness. Yet little has been taught to us about the power of smell to do the exact same thing. It is known that the scent of fresh rosemary increases the memory, but this cure for memory loss is not divulged by doctors to help the elderly. I also know that the most effective use of the blue lotus flower is not from its dilution with wine or tea – but through scent. To really maximize the positive effects of the blue lily (or the pink lotus), it must be sniffed within minutes of plucking. This is why it is frequently shown being sniffed by my ancient ancestors on the walls of temples and on papyrus. Even countries across the Orient share the same imagery. The sacred lotus not only creates a relaxing sensation of euphoria, and increases vibrations of the heart, but also triggers genetic memory – and good memory with an awakened heart ushers wisdom (see the article I posted here). Therefore, the meaning of the Egyptian lotus is wisdom. The same applies to all eastern schools of thought, and explains why wise people are often illustrated holding a lotus flower in their hands. We often see it and know its correlation, but many people do not know exactly why.
In an article published in 2006 by Eleonore von Bothmer in the American Scientific Mind, she notes that, “The human sense of smell is often seen as insignificant. But this sense is keener and more influential on our species than many people realize.” And also, in a BBC article published in 2008, it was noted, “It’s commonly known that we have five senses – sight, hearing, touch, taste and smell. Smell is potentially the most powerful.” Yet the most neglected.
So why is mankind not educated on the powerful effects of smell vs. our other senses? It could be because most cures for many of our ailments are already found freely in nature. However, the system wouldn’t benefit from us if we made trips to the forests and lakes for natural medicines – instead of continuing to make trips to the doctor’s office to fill Big Pharm’s fat pockets. Negative side effects? Who cares as long as they are making money and forcing us to keep coming back to also cure those side effects.
I would also like to add that I do believe that we have more than five senses. Apart from the basic five, we also have the gut and the third eye. The gut being the seat of all feeling and the third eye being the seat of intuition (foresight). But what can we expect from science, which is incomplete and flawed? How can science be called the study of nature without it acknowledging the soul? Or the ether? If science did study both these two crucial elements, which I feel are at the very heart of nature, then it would be forced to also acknowledge organized design in nature – which would then lead one to discover the heart of the universe. The core of all existence, of all vibrations, of all matter. By doing so, would ultimately bring one to acknowledge cause and effect, and ultimately – the conscience. But nevermind this “esoteric” ideology that could bring about world peace and unity of all mankind. If man knew how connected he was to all things and how the effect of his every action has an impact on all things, then we would no longer be able to convince him that some life on earth is meaningless to justify war.
In closing, the point of this article is to encourage all of you to go out and experiment with nature. But do remember, that not all fish in the sea are meant to be eaten, just as not all plants are to be used as remedies. Nonetheless, I do believe that every living thing was created with a purpose. So please, use the process of elimination to get to the root of every breathing thing’s existence. Mankind has yet to discover half of earth’s true wealth. If you are a teacher, take your students out to the woods to collect some flowers and herbs. Dedicate a day to each plant. Have them list every sensation they experience after sniffing each one – by the minute, hour, and the rest of the day.
Copyright 2014, Suzy Kassem. All rights reserved.
TO ALL MANKIND
and the unkind
will attack you.
using all your senses,
and you will be attacked by
and you will be attacked by
"To All Mankind" by Suzy Kassem. Copyright 2013, Suzy Kassem. All rights reserved.
Truth does not sit in a cave and hide like a lie. It wanders around proudly and roars loudly like a lion. — Suzy Kassem
* This quote in particular is about living and breathing truth, not buried truth. For example, someone who is right about something is not going to hide, but the guilty one will. Those armed with truth are confident to speak out against the untrue. Truth burns in them like an unquenchable fire. That person is the lion. The other, a rat.
Sabrena McDonald and Natasha Griffiths of the Independent Actors
Movement in Kingston, Jamaica read poetry from the Egyptian-American poet, Suzy Kassem. An extensive writer, poet, philosopher, human rights activist, filmmaker, and passionate citizen of the world, her poem is titled ‘Little Boy War.’
NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT
KARIM SEDDIKI IS A PLAGIARIST
Can someone please tell me who Karim Seddiki is and why he is stealing my quotes? He has his name attached to my words all over the internet. This entity is untraceable, so it is clear to me that it is a bogus name used by companies to exploit my words for profit. I have learned that quote sites that sell printed merchandise do this to avoid infringement penalties. As of yet, there is no published source for Karim Seddiki found anywhere in the world.
All of my writings are registered under U.S copyright law and protected worldwide. Nothing insults a writer more than being exploited, renamed, or uncredited. This is not the first time this has happened to me. I have let it slide before in the past, but now I am going to make sure this will never happen AGAIN — once and for all.
If an honorable company or web site sharing quotes did a Google search before things went viral, those words would have lead to a 2008 entry in my blog. The quote can also be found in my book, “Rise Up and Salute the Sun“, which was published in 2010.
So far, my team has found no record or source for a Karim Seddiki, and they have contacted every Karim Seddiki in Egypt, France, Algeria, Tunisia, and Pakistan to wheel him in for a copyright infringement lawsuit.
My lawyer has already had many sites and vendors pulled from the internet. All other entities also in violation of infringement are being asked to make the correction or remove the quote in its entirety. This is my informal CEASE AND DESIST request. Please correct the attribution or take it down. Just because I choose not to profit from my words, does not grant anyone the license to utilize my intellectual property for financial gain by devious force. I have never denied or prosecuted anyone who uses my content so long as they credit my name. Any image or web site with the wrong attribution will be reported for infringement and immediate removal. Changes will not happen overnight, but they will happen gradually. Pages and images are coming down as I write this.
Translations & Other Variations:
Le doute détruit plus de rêves que l’échec n’en détruira jamais – Suzy Kassem
Le doute détruit plus de rêves que l’échec ne le fera jamais – Suzy Kassem
Le doute détruit beaucoup plus de rêves que l’échec. – Suzy Kassem
Tvivlet dödar fler drömmar än vad misslyckandet någonsin gör. – Suzy Kassem
Il dubbio uccide più sogni di quanto possa mai fare un fallimento. – Suzy Kassem
Wątpliwości zabiły więcej marzeń niż porażka kiedykolwiek. – Suzy Kassem
Un corazón sin sueños es como un pájaro sin plumas. – Suzy Kassem
La duda destruye más sueños que el fracaso. – Suzy Kassem
ความกลัวของเรา…ทำลายความฝันเสียมากกว่าที่ความล้มเหลวเคยทำได้เสียอีก – Suzy Kassem
A dúvida mata mais sonhos do que o fracasso nunca será. – Suzy Kassem
La duda mata más sueños que el fracaso. – Suzy Kassem
Fear kills more dreams than failure ever will. – Suzy Kassem
Insecurity kills more dreams than failure ever will. – Suzy Kassem
Doubt kills more dreams than failure. – Suzy Kassem
لشك يقتل الكثير من الأحلام أكثر مما يفعل الفشل. – Suzy Kassem
Self-doubt kills more dreams than others do. – Suzy Kassem
Have faith in your skills, negative thoughts kill. Self-doubt can destroy our dreams before others do. – Suzy Kassem
Changing a word in a sentence, while still retaining the same meaning, is still copyright infringement. Fear is doubt as insecurity is fear. Kills is the same as destroys. Also, adding or subtracting a word in a sentence while maintaining the same meaning is still infringement. Please research this and consult a lawyer.
Stand up for what is right, even if you stand alone. – Suzy Kassem
Stand up for what is right even if you are standing alone. – Suzy Kassem
Cuanto mayor sea el espíritu, más se está solo. – Suzy Kassem
NOTICE OF CORRECTION:
The confusion was started by Shanice Cameron, the designer behind the image that went viral:
THE WAY OF TRUTH
When you crave the answer to any divine question,
And are prepared to abandon yourself
To Truth and Time to know it,
You must first train yourself to distinguish
All that is untrue to get to Truth,
And to do so,
Learn to interpret every word and line
With the heart and mind of
The language of Light
Can only be decoded by the heart,
And it has a very luminous
Mind and eye of its own.
However, if there is no truth in you,
You will not be able to see or recognize Truth,
So to you, nothing true will ever be
So learn to use your heart to recognize Truth
By dissecting it with the brightest light
As it was intended to be shone.
This is the only way,
The right way of Truth,
And the only way it
Will ever be
The Way of Truth by Suzy Kassem, Copyright 2013. All Rights Reserved.
KINGDOM OF THE WOMB
From her thighs, she gives you life
And how you treat she who gives you life
Shows how much you value the life given to you by the Creator.
And from seed to dust
There is ONE soul above all others —
That you must always show patience, respect, and trust
And this woman is your mother.
And when your soul departs your body
And your deeds are weighed against the feather
There is only one soul who can save yours
And this woman is your mother.
And when the heart of the universe
Asks her hair and mind,
Whether you were gentle and kind to her
Her heart will be forced to remain silent
And her hair will speak freely as a separate entity,
Very much like the seaweed in the sea —
It will reveal all that it has heard and seen.
This woman whose heart has seen yours,
First before anybody else in the world,
And whose womb had opened the door
For your eyes to experience light and more —
Is your very own MOTHER.
So, no matter whether your mother has been cruel,
Manipulative, abusive, mentally sick, or simply childish
How you treat her is the ultimate test.
If she misguides you, forgive her and show her the right way
With simple wisdom, gentleness, and kindness.
And always remember,
That the queen in the Creator’s kingdom,
Who sits on the throne of all existence,
Is exactly the same as in yours.
And her name is,
THE DIVINE MOTHER.
Kingdom of the Womb by Suzy Kassem, Copyright 2010. All Rights Reserved.
I sat by the ocean and questioned the moon about my destiny.
I revealed to it that I was beginning to feel smaller compared to others,
Because the more secrets of the universe I would unlock,
The smaller in size I became.
I didn’t understand why I wasn’t feeling larger instead of smaller.
I thought that seeking Truth was what was required of us all –
To show us the way, not to make us feel lost,
Up against the odds,
In a devilish game partitioned by
An invisible wall.
Then the next morning,
A bird appeared at my window, just as the sun began
Spreading its yolk over the horizon.
It remained perched for a long time,
Gazing at me intently, to make sure I knew I wasn’t dreaming.
Then its words gently echoed throughout my brain,
“The world you are in –
Is the true hell.
The journey to Truth itself
Is what quickens the heart to become lighter.
The lighter the heart, the purer it is.
The purer the heart, the closer to light it becomes.
And the heavier the heart,
The more chained to this hell
It will remain.”
And just like that, it flew off towards the sun,
Leaving behind a tiny feather.
So I picked it up,
And fastened it to a toothpick,
To dip into ink
And write my name.
FEATHERWEIGHT by Suzy Kassem, Copyright 2014. All rights reserved.