A virtual life can be dangerous.
Ever wondered what it would feel like to have a trip through time where your mind travels and your body stays in the same place?
Well, I’ve had the exact opposite of that experience.
I spent over two years hanging onto a reality that doesn’t exist anymore.
I left the US, yet I continued to book and promote concerts in College Station.
I kept thinking of scenarios and ways I could go back.
I just couldn’t deal with the reality of what had happened, how a 12-hour flight changed my life. Continue reading
I don’t have a country.
I have been a silent refugee for two years now, traveling around looking for a home.
It would mean a lot if you can read my message and pass it along to help my cause.
As a senior at Texas A&M University, I had to leave the US because of paperwork back home.
I returned to Saudi Arabia, where I was born and raised, only to find out I was not allowed to live there anymore.
I couldn’t go to my father’s country, Eritrea, because it is unsafe.
I would be forced into indefinite military conscription doing harsh slave labor.
I spent the past two years running from one place to another just to get by.
My struggles helped me understand the hardship the less fortunate go through
but at the same time I learned to love and accept people everywhere I traveled.
I realized my purpose.
I want to bring people around the world together, through music, by showing how similar we all are.
I am going to travel the world and make a documentary showing how music makes us feel.
It would mean a lot if you can support it with a tweet or a facebook post, and pass it along to your friends.
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