Not a whole lotta people know this however, I’ve been struggling a lot recently. More so than the normal, of which I honestly hate as it was. It’s more hard-hitting when I want to express it through art, and yet I can’t seem to make up my mind on how. I did seem to hit a decent idea of making a track inspired by the famous hit from the Turtles, “Happy Together”, once I figured out a means to play guitar with the current skill level I have with it. It’s frustrating, I’m at a bit of a glass ceiling with it; however, if I can pull this off, it’ll improve my morale.
The OG Entries
I’m importing some of my older posts from this domain. To ensure historical accuracy, I only updated the formatting and removed some suffixes from the posts, such as the “01”. I plan on importing more from other domains later on; however, rest assured, the posts are not going to end with “Owner, Yusef Hamed” as that’s how I ended blog entries in 2004, not in 2025 onwards.
To New Beginnings
This is my first real solid attempt at doing something with this domain since I originally had it in 2004. I’ve had other domains (and ideas) since, however, this poor thing had laid stagnant for a little over two decades. And given the idea of this being a blog to begin with, on top of COUNTLESS things to write about both before and since my last entries on the domain, I might as well start fresh, and add on whenever I feel like doing so. I have plenty of content to slap on or refresh for use on here, so that’ll never be an issue, period. The biggest issue is just doing so, and by making this blog entry, I’ve made the first step in doing so.
To new beginnings,
Herr Hamed
Hallow Ramblings
“Don’t fear the man with nothing to lose; fear the man who has everything to gain”
I was somewhere in the midst of an existential crisis when I realized that I have nowhere left to run. I am sitting in an awkward state; half proper and half lazy, much like my views and attitude towards life in general. I wish I knew the words to properly describe the pains and agony I suffer however yet maybe it isn’t the right climate to dwell on such things. As I look back on things I realize I may not have always been a good person however I have always remained genuine. A good person is always subjective though, isn’t it? Good and evil always meant nothing to me; mere child’s fantasies in a grown man’s world. There are no gods or kings, only men. And their respect is everything. Respect can transform a bum off the streets to the king of an entire country if the right cards were played. And sometimes the starting hand can mean the difference between your final victory or total defeat. Sometimes, not all the time. I sometimes wish people weren’t so quick to judge however in a period where quick judgment can save lives I’m not too inclined to be hopeful for something that would never come to be. Hope is such a powerful tool. Having hope was a beacon in my darkest times, albeit sometimes it blinded me from the realties I faced at the time as well. I wish however that maybe one day I can see things I could not today, and reap the hidden bounty. Until then, I’m wandering aimlessly in the abyss, clutching hold of anything to drag me out of this ungodly rut.
Stressful Hope
There are some days I don’t feel like living through, for one reason or another. Sometimes it’s stress, sometimes it’s boredom, and even at times dread. I always find a way to mush through it through, as I almost always have hope. Even in my darkest days I would use what little energy I had, yearning for the next day, as my struggles would often overwhelm my passion for today. And it is with this stated I am excited and hopeful for the days to come in my life, as I feel this current shroud of darkness is coming to a close and a beam a light will surely break through at any moment.
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