In the name of God the Merciful
A topic he wrote to you Pure
Peace be upon you
One of the most likely I liked during the recent period and tightened my attention is the "barcamp" experience, how the idea started and how it became .... I followed the idea since the first topic ... .alvkrh to meet a group of bloggers and interested in Web technology somewhere, speak on issues related to the Web, and information technology .... In any case, they are issues concerning those interested in technology ...
I was with one of them talking ... I was raising a problem with why Algerian bloggers specialized in literary and Arabic blogging .. They are closed to themselves ... We almost do not have a link that brings us together as bloggers from the same country from the same ocean of the same lifestyle .... Because in the end we are written in the name of life and for the sake of life, for the sake of the beautiful word and for the most beautiful dialogue ... with the delicate word and with the sense of sophistication .... Few of us love new projects, and new ideas we reject as if they are not from us .....
Do you see this closure and our blackness from the blacks of the outlook that does not leave us ....
Or do you see the despair that we fight with our words and the daughters of our thoughts turned against us ...
Why do we see the world only from the key loophole ... each of his room ,,,Each of his angle ... each of his blog ...
It is nice to talk ... and the most beautiful to discuss and exchange ideas ...
It is nice to dream ... but the most beautiful is that we step a step forward ...
For the "Literary Bloggers Café" ,,, To be a space for the exchange of dialogue, to know the literary blogger, who has the beautiful word, who is, to take and give ... to talk and discuss .... In several possible, according to the organizers and shareholders ....
In the end of forgetfulness, it is our writings, words, and letters ... Why do not we let them crawl together, fight the unknown ... How many of our blogs are left, how many candles have turned off and how many of the finger we burned ... because we only do not exchange our experiences, we do not talk to our great writers ....
In the end of forgetfulness, my words, ... I know what you say now, what this crazy is delirious, laughter that starts from your gaps now ... but read about the experience above and you will know that these laughter is first to be on yourself ...
“Literary bloggers’ café… ” ,,,We dream to meet to talk and discuss ....
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