Curiosity

Well, this is gonna be about the cat whose curiosity has been diminished in time and once he found there only has remained one string of his point catching nose hairs and it was today...
I was writing something, noticed the calibri typeface of the MS WORD is being the default font of the document! after two years of having this Vista on my notebook how come I just realized it today! went after it and found that the Times typeface with all those boring serifs is no longer the default font of MS Word! that was really amazing and I also found that I liked this Calibri font for  two years that I didn't even noticed that where it has come from..
back to the main point, it's a shame for a cat who loses his curiosity. I even remember very detailed probes of my very young ages into very unimportant cases in which I could know what's going on around me, and now it seems that involving into things. being obsessed with so-called important things and not to be like a naughty child is not that tasty for me at least. damn it Gishar. damn it, come on and put some string there to enjoy the being. good luck

Psyche talking to me

improvising in writing is what I'm doing at the moment. life is nothing comparing to the real life I thought it must be. this is my feeling leaking out of the damn mind sometimes leading me to a stage in which I don't like to be in society. success is not what I'm thinking it should be. it's far away from the leakage of the damn mind and it should be understood.
wings of desire, take me to the far away land without steel, without society, without customs, with the sky is blue and the land is not cemented, with the field is green and the birds singing red always. this is a feeling of vomit. periodic feeling of being inside the self. caves have always been a shelter having this feeling. by the way, I defined the success in an alternate way boarded on the wings of desire. this reminds me of scorpions winds of change. that sometimes take me to the magic of the moment, where the children of tomorrow dream away. yep that is another definition of heading forward or you say success or I say going far.
happy of being not like one trapped on the bed, injections on their veins, solitary abroad. happy of not being deep down beneath the majority of the damn society. happy of having ones who care for you. happy of being helpful sometimes. happy of doing good overall based on a self-defined criteria of good n evil. that also can be beneficial. happy not dejected. happy of having courage to do something they can't. happy not upset. yeah that's improvising I used to do when I was younger.. take it as granted my friend. take it it's yours.
cherish for the blue dot on which you got the yang.

Regards
Psyche

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

This is the lyric of a very beautiful song of Leona Lewis,

It's also a main eye-catching feature of the movie Avatar which I adore.

here's a link to the song

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

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

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.

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...

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.

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.

slash. end of this note

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...