عکس این گهواره را در یک آگهی فروش دیدم، این همه چیزی بود که آرزو داشتم...آرزو داشتم پدر شوم، گهواره ای بگیرم برای دخترم، کنارش بنشینم و شباهتش به مادرش را تحسین کنم.دستهایش را ببوسم و بازی کردنش را نگاه کنم.اسمش را صدا کنم. آنقدر کوچک است که هنوز اسمش را نمی داند.بی توجه به من دستانش اورده بالا و بازی میکند. تازه دستهایش را کشف کرده... به عروسک بالای سرش نگاه میکند من هم نشسته ام و نگاهش میکنم.انگشتانش را تکان می دهد. حتما چیز جدیدی کشف کرده.دخترم میخواهد زندگی کند...و من نتوانستم فرصت زندگی را ادامه مطلب

So... I came to this conclusion that instead of seeking success every year and make unrealistic goals to achieve, I should put aside a year or two on improvments with no outstanding success or achievments. I am not suppose to become a musician by getting an instrument or writing the best seller book just by having ideas. I need to lea and practice with no expectations. a full year on training and leaing. that's all I had to have in my mind and nothing else. I don't care if I get hire in a big company or getting a profit from my work this year. I am just a student. this is how I can free myself from being an employee and finding my own value and life.

نوروزی با تولد نور... حالا بهار شد.دال بند: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1M29yFeXs8باز تو از کوچه ی ما گذشتی... باز کمی دور این خانه گشتیتا هوا ناگهان تازه تر شد... دنیا از قدم های تو با خبر شدمن که سرخورده و خسته بودم... در این خواب آهسته بودمشبم با تو رنگ سحر شدشعر من در این شب سیاه برایت از سپیده میخواندابر دلتنگ آواز من در آسمان چشم تو میماندبارانی و من ابری در بهار... در شعرم بخوان از چشمم ببارباز تو از کوچه ما گذشتی... کمی دور این خانه گشتیسکوت شبم را گرفتیمن رها بین بیداری و خواب... سراسیمه و گیج و بی تابدر آغوش من جا گرفتیبارانی و من ابری در بهار... در شعرم بخوان از چشمم ببارمست و سرخوشی در آوای من... دیروزم شدی باش فردای مننوروزت مبارک/1403 ادامه مطلب

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All that is gold does not glitter,

Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken,

The crownless again shall be king.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b9hjH4FMi58I know it's hard to tell how mixed up you feelHoping what you need is behind every doorEach time you get hurt, I don't want you to changeBecause everyone has hopes, you're human after allThe feeling sometimes wishing you were someone elseFeeling as though you never belongThis feeling is not sadness, this feeling is not joyI truly understand, please don't cry nowPlease don't go, I want you to stayI'm begging you, please, please don't leave hereI don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feelThe world is just an illusion trying to change youBeing like you are, well, this is something elseWho would comprehend? But some that do lay claimDivine purpose blesses them, that's not what I believeAnd it doesn't matter anywayA part of your soul ties you to the next worldOr maybe to the last but I'm still not sureBut what I do know is to us the world is differentAs we are to the world, I guess you would know thatPlease don't go, I want you to stayI'm begging you, please, please don't leave hereI don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feelThe world is just an illusion trying to change youPlease don't go, I want you to stayI'm begging you, please, oh please don't leave hereI don't want you to change for all the hurt that you feelThis world is just illusion always trying to change youPlease don't go, I want you to stayI'm begging you, please, please don't leave hereI don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feelThis world isادامه مطلب

Follow the river, The river knows the way. Hearts can go astray.It happens every day. Follow the river, Wherever you may be. Follow the river to get back to me.

I finally accept the fact that Stairway to heaven, is a song that you only understand in a certain age with specific level of knowledge of the world.

I leaened a new word today... "Natter" It is short for "Nothing else mATTER" It's absolutly my favorite now.

Pulse concert 1994, exactlly at 02:13:25 of the show you will be stued by the best performance ever of the best solo ever made.

Hey people... this is me speaking to you for the first time here. Until now it was all just a conversation with myself. But this one is for you... you bastards... I have good advice for you...

Do not throw a stuntman under the bus...cause he skilled to be alive.

You think I'd crumble? You think I'd lay down and die? Oh no, not I, I will survive Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive I've got all my life to live And I've got all my love to give and I'll survive I will survive, hey, hey

People think that being strong means to not feel any pain, any sorrow, any regret... or anything at all ... but no. Being strong means that you feel all of these at the maximum level and still keep yourself moving. Being strong means that you absorb all the hits and hurts and still keep yourself moving. You are in pain, you are crying, you are alone and scared, but you keep going. Powering through the storms. That is the definition of being strong.

If I could travel back in time and dedicate myself to someone or even sacrifice myself for a person, that would be Vincent Van Gogh.

Home is behind... The world ahead And there are many paths to tread...

There is always a silver lining in clouds... And it's beautiful... heart warming... I felt somthing that I didn't knew it exists. That ray of light...