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There's no good, there's no bad
There's no happy, there's no sad
We laugh, we cry, we get mad
Only because we're lonely, simple as that

Life is looking prettier
But it's getting harder
Technology is there to help and it's getting smarter
But I'm not ready to let go, not ready to get departed

Some day I'll find my missing piece
With whom I feel I'm at peace
Who will complete my puzzle at ease
Tell me you'll never let me down, please

Rage

Some days I feel I'm locked up
in a body that's not mine
and I cannot even look up
not to let people around me down by letting my thoughts go out of line

when I am with people
looking at them talk
I feel like an alian, miles away only standing close
thinking how shallow they are and they don't give a f.ck

don't know what to do or say
better pull myself out
cannot reach a hand to hold on
life is too short i'm thinking, not much time to play out

I have a mind cannot rest in a box
although all my life I've been obedient and well aligned with rules
but I feel trapped and need some fresh life I know
this is only dangerous I only make myself more confused

I need a courage to walk alone
a mind that helps me carry on
a soul as strange as my mind feeling being stuck
I can not keep inside what I feel any longer, I've got a desire and I need to move on

To be or not to be

Is it fair to be tall and be able to eat more
or
it is fair to be short and have to eat less?

No point

Feel the head is spinning around
Feels like should go and hide from yourself
But close your mouth
when you are covered with words
Push yourself hard inside
when your soul
if there is any left inside
is bashing itself to your corpse to make a hole to jump out
But keep the cemetery quiet
No one would ever understand
They have never understood when they need to
History can prove this
No point talking. Keep it with you buddy
There is no one out there with ears
They are all tongues and lips
And they are good with words
Damn good with a huge dictionary
to give you the most appropriate one
that describe your case, better
Depressed, maniac, obsessed, unfaithful
You are the only one knows nothing
Shut the f.. up then
Blend into society

Random accident

There is nothing to expect after this. No one to blame and no other world. It is just a chance, life is only a lucky accident.
It is amazing to be living in an accident. In a random life. It is amazing to be alive. It is amazing to know its history and the philosophy. To think and to learn and to be part of it.
Life becomes beautiful when I see it like this. You become part of the flow. Once, only once, you've got the chance to make it through.
It is sad though in such life some people get used to it so much that forget about all amazing things is happening around them. It is sad some people are so fool they do not realise there are only one lucky accident living in a random planet. It is sad people become superstitious, people become unaware they are treating other creatures like rubbish.
Life is random.
We've only got it through a very rare chance. It happened to be me. It happened to be you. We are a random creature in a very random planet. Everything has happened based on a lucky accident.
Amazing.

Here I go again

I am falling for it all over again.
Not because they want me to, cause I live to think. And I love thinking AND writing.
I am gonna write here again, but this time I am going to enjoy every moment of it and I am going to keep it as a joy, a hobby of self.
And my thoughts... will be exposed here again.

I am a human being, just like anyone else

It's been ages since my last post in this blog. I have written several posts in my Persian blog but not in English one. Maybe that is because of the new changes or "rules" have been established in our life: less cyber life and get a real life folks!
Having said Persian which is Iran's national language, I am NOT one of those Iranians that introduce themselves by their race rather than by their nationality or the name of their country, actualy I kind of feel sorry for them as they bound themselves to the history instead of being themselves. Whatever happens over there, in middle east and Iran, does not make me feel guilty for being born as an Iranian. I did not choose to be Iranian and I am neither proud of the past nor ashamed of the present. To be honest, I am ashamed of politicians' stupidity all over the world as well as in Iran but this does not mean that I have to hide my nationality. I am not afraid of stupid poeple in the world who think Iran is in civil war or does not have snow or people over there are riding camel and do not wear shoes. These idiots should do something serious for themsleves to know a bit more about other "stuff" in the world, not just Mc Donalds and KFC. Anyway to me Persia is not a country in the geographical map anymorere, whether we like it or not and I do not care about anyone who judges or blames me for my nationality. Let's get real, that's what I like most.

Happy new year everyone, will write more in 2008.