Tuesday, December 22, 2009

I See You


(I see you, I see you)

Walking through a dream, I see you
My light and darkness breathing hope of new life
Now I live through you and you through me, enchanted
I pray in my heart that this dream never ends

I see me through your eyes
Breathing new life, flying high
Your love shines the way into paradise
So I offer my life as a sacrifice
I live through your love

You teach me how to see all thats beautiful
My senses touch your world I never pictured
Now I give my hope to you, I surrender
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I pray in my heart that this world never ends

I see me through your eyes
Breathing new life, flying high
Your love shines the way into paradise
So I offer my life
I offer my love for you

And my heart was never open
And my spirit never free
To the world that you have shown me
But my eyes could not envision
All the colours of love and of life evermore,
Evermore

I see me through your eyes
Breathing new life, flying high
Your love shines the way into paradise
So I offer my life as a sacrifice
I live through your love
I live through your love

I see you
I see you

Monday, December 21, 2009

آواتار


دیشب آواتار رو دیدم تو سینما دس پرس سنت لوییز، تازه از نوع سه بعدی، فوق العاده بود معرکه بود. مدت ها بود یه فیلم توپس ندیده بودم، جنگل، روح، آرامش، عشق، جنگ برای آزادی، مدرنیزه، فضا، زمین، عشق، روح، عشق، تکنولوژی، آینده، لذت، عشق، انسان، جنگ، آزادی، شرف، آرامش ... چقدر این فیلم بهم چسبید با این همه جلوه ویژه و اکشن، اکشنی که فقط اکشن نبود...




ببینم باز هم میگی اگه چیزی هنوز تو این دنیا باشه که بتونه جاری ت کنه، اینجا جای خوبی نیست. بسه بودن؟ اگه هنوز بتونی خالی بشی یه جورایی بازم بسه بودن؟
اگه هنوز هم یه موزیکی باشه که بتونه متلاطمت کنه باز هم میگی زر مفت میزنی تو گوش من؟ برو کشکتو بساب که هنوز هم هستن کسایی یا چیزایی که بتونی گاهی بهشون فکر کنی


Saturday, December 19, 2009


There's somebody, I hate to write about but I'm forced to. Who did it? The psyche! Yeah it forced me write about an asshole! Indifference, awkwardness and hypocrisy are just the things I've found about this goof. Argh.. I even can't think of it. Life is disgusting enough dude, don't make it shittier please. And the most important thing is Get the hell out of my mind.

Results and Discussion
Happiness is the Best Revenge

Thursday, December 17, 2009

متاسفم برات

یه حس تنفر شدید... از تویی دارم که چاره ای جز تحملت ندارم. متاسفم که انقدر از قضیه پرتی، متاسفم که عالم دهری، متاسفم که هنوز طعم شیر مادرت زیر زبونته، متاسفم که هنوز خیلی راه مونده تا ب.ز.ر.گ بشی.
حیف که چاره ای جز تحملت ندارم.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Halo

پس اینطور، چون وقتی پاک بودی، وقتی بچه بودی، زندگی لذت بخش بود... وقتی پاک بودی

I'm listening to "Halo" of "Beyonce" and really enjoying it in such a time...

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

I missed my Red


It's so weird sometimes my red color get vague, into blue. all my life from the very childhood was red, dark o light red. I missed you so much. here so often you turn into grey. it even dare to talk to me even I rejct it. how's that possible, drowning into grey ppl. I missed you my all lovely red.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Not that bad, not to be good


Today wasn't that bad to say it wasn't good though it wasn't that good to say it wasn't bad! research was tasting like a ripen pear though it often testes like a rotten egg. I donno who says I should still poke my nose into these damn course works and all those bullshits, life still streaming, yet not started for me? that's not true for sure, it has long been commenced since I found how I can love a tree. that's the way I live here while being away from home and also there's something worthy to mention and it's cold out, but hold out and do like I do, babe.

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Thursday, December 3, 2009

گاهی به آسمان نگاه کن

هیچی! فقط اینکه امروز روز بدی نبود. گهگاه خوشحال بودن یا در واقع شدن هم حال می ده. در نوع خودش می تونه بهت ثابت کنه که اونقدر ها هم که فکرشو بکنی سخت نیست، یا اینکه لازم نیست مثلا سختش کنی، بذار بره خود لعنتیش درست میشه. هیچی! همین، فقط اینکه امروز روز بدی نبود...

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Trash diary

It's like a ghost roaming in the mind, grinding my pink cells, what the heck is this attitude I get sometime. and this trash bin has turned to be my pocket diary. actually it's not a diary! it's being a trash dump! I'm sorry for the technology, I'm being emptied here for so long times, do you know the garden of eden? I've never been there, but this disgusting attitude has always been there so far to now! being human sometime sucks, life sometime sucks, some time not.. sorry trash diary

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Sometimes

You know what? sometimes it's really weird this way. being here as an stranger, doing ur works and all those bullshits n still having some feeling terrible deep down inside. this being here. just this being here sometimes gets dreadful. I'm serious, It sometimes drive me crazy. I was talking to one of my friends Amin, regarding the fact, if I, typically me, if I had no family, no friend no one that care for me, I probably get rid of this fucking life. it sometime nonesence. I tatsed it. fine! I'm done but again it comes to the people I know, not I love, but they love me! they mind n they care where I am, what i do, how I do... that's the only point of being alive sometime. God, lovely lord, I'm sorry for bein so rude oftenly, but this is the way it is. show me something to stand on it. attention plz. I said sometimes...