Introduce Yourself : From Egypt, with love. by Mohamed Ali

I am Mohamed Ali, 36, Egyptian writer, After years of self-learning, searching, creating and holding my society's great secret story of 2 lost generations I have published 5 books and a novel, finished a screenplay and 4 TV/Screen Plays treatments, raised in a grey concrete  forest, by a lonely mother and the American images and thoughts as a Disney monk seeing by Alice's vision, developed by Tyler Durden, Mrs. Marla, and a few other American Heroes, .

I’ve been shocked and traumatized by the truth in my society, after 30 years wandering through the strata of my society among superiors and inferiors, combining the top, bottom and the middle, collecting and recording pictures, stories, then secrets of my society, written in a novel, "Egyptian gods and beasts" over 19 years, 13 of them without awareness or intention, and 6 of them with full awareness that I want to tell the story of my generation of the 80's & 90's.

my works are:

- Constructing reality. A book  About the world we know and the world outside of our minds, and the gap between both worlds. honored by a preface for the book from Prof. Naom Chomsky and Hans Köchler. 

- Constructing citizens. A book About the deeper roots of education throughout history and its development from a different philosophical and historical point of view to know what is school.

- Constructing Human resources.

- Netflix and Creating Imagination, A research.

- We dance, We die. A screenplay treatment, about a Libyan romantic and war epic of a young man who witnessed the transformation phase from the end of the Gaddafi era to the last war.

- Egyptian gods and Beasts. A novel and a TV 8 episodes sci-fi-fantasy series, about my generation, a lost generation with no proof of its existence except our memories.

If the noble reader wants to know more about the idea of the novel, and the series  the rest of the words can be read.

this novel and it's other version a TV 8 episodes sci-fi-fantasy series is about A writer falls into insanity to deliver his message to the society; a script, his only hope to save his family from chaos gets rejected, He finds himself part of a scientific world rolled by the 1st she-devil in response to his “forgotten” old prayer to inflict pain on Egypt, he must face his past sins before losing his family, and his sinful city. 

but the true image of the novel that it's a giant mirror that I carry and the truth is revealed to whoever looks at it, and this is the first time that Egyptian\Mideastern society has looked at that mirror, a mirror overflowing with realistic mixed images of the most shocking sexual, transgender, drug, religious, and psychological stories. and I'm so sad that nobody told that story.

It is the details of the most important moments of the past and present of my generation, the story that younger generation has no idea about, which I will highlight in the governorates of Cairo, Giza, South Sinai, the North coast, Alexandria, the state of Libya, Tunisia and Saudi, in their different regions and classes, and highlight the drama through a variety of relationships between personalities and special stories from their lives that develop over the years.

I became like a tape recorded with voices, voices unrelated but attached, and not a single voice knew anything about what it was following, begins with a voice of a child crying out not being removed from his mother for the first time, grabbed by strange hands to enter the school, a voice of a teacher despising that child  after he got used to everything, mocker's voices about this child after everyone had read his miserable words that he had written to his secret girlfriend that carries the humanity mystery with her eyes.

another voice of a drug lord holding a dangerous ring with this child after he is seventeen years old, transformed to a giant, bastard beast. Then a chest sound explodes by follow-up shots. The sound of the wind is above everything and he is like a sad batman admitting to a 13th floor prisoner that she still a female, sound of anxious Loudspeakers on Friday sermon preparing for the voice of this young man after he became a Salafi as he begins with the praise of God to preach to those who have in their hearts the weight of an iota of faith, the voice of a whore confessing to the young man Because of her sins that are loaded with the sins of the whole community.

Other atheist and rebellious voices, the noise of the Arab revolution filling the center of the tape, a severe silence following the noise, the screaming of children in the dead night, family quarrels in a deadly silence, a sound of the needle head withdrawing from the veins of a friend addicted to heroin accompanied by the sound of the belt that surrounded his arm to trap the veins like a Damned snake.

sounds of the Trance parties at the North Coast as that young man distributes the hallucinogens that he made on his hands. then what? Then a mighty powerful sound of the artillery of the war in Libya-Tripoli and the bullets of firearms, and the youngster now a grown man standing in the middle observing the eyes and foot steps of gods around him inflicting their anger, suddenly a peaceful sound of the nature around a house by the sea then shockingly the sound of the iron doors of the prison and far away, the wailing of one of the collapsed saying, "Break it on us, O Lord''.

. other treatments and screenplay posted in the loglines section in my profile.

If you reached this point, I should thank you very much