از جمعیت میلیونی که به وبلاگ من سر می زنن باید کلی عذر خواهی کنم ٬ برای تمام تاخیر ها و تمام کم و کاستی های این جا!
سه سالی می شه که زندگی بر عکس جریان داره و با سه سال دیرکرد کاری ... اتفاق ها پیچیده پیش می افتن و سر جای خودشون نیستن . آدم ها اشتباهی به هم می خورن و خلاصه اوضاع خراب تر از اون چیزیه که فال گیرا و پیشگو ها فکر می گن !
به حکمت خدا شک کردم ٬ همیشه رنگ دست خدا رو توی زندگیم می دیدم ٬ توی این شیر تو شیر دنبال دلیل و منطق بودم ... خدا خیلی بهم نزدیک بود .
ولی همه ٬ خدا ٬ مختار ٬ رنگ ٬ نوا و اون نقش یکتای کف فنجون ٬ همه حکمت دیگه ای داشتن . جرئتی می خواست قدم زدن توی اون چمن های تیز بدون کفش . عشقی می خواست رفتن توی اون ساختمون مخروبه. ترسی می طلبید دیدن اون زخم ها. انگیزه می خواست اون تصمیم های عجیب .
گریه ها و خنده ها ٬ زخم ها و اون عکس ها ٬ عشق ها و نفرت ها همه از من بازیگر تر بودن . اشتباه کردم.
Life is simple, there's nothin' to be afraid of. It has its own rules, u should know how to play, and u will learn the rules along the way. Happiness does not last forever, so goodbye happy life and welcome sadness.
People can see through u, they see colors, they feel love, they are what they are, but they are acting too.
This is so sick, I mean, our lives is so sick, parents are meant to be nice, they are, but they don't know the rules. Friends are supposed to be there when they are needed but they think the wrong way. Brothers, sisters, you are important for them, but let me tell u the truth, you are not, u are NOT important for them, it's just a habit for them to love and to be loved by others surrounding them. God is a little creature playing in it's house with lovely dolls and toys, has horrible parents- I think- , WE are its toys, it's parents are dealing with more horrible stuff that God its self doesn't give a shit to 'em. You think you've figured out the rules but there's always rules hiding behind some more, and it's YOU that should again play and find them out. Rules of life can't be taught, can't be said as the way they are.
That's all wrong.
سه سالی می شه که زندگی بر عکس جریان داره و با سه سال دیرکرد کاری ... اتفاق ها پیچیده پیش می افتن و سر جای خودشون نیستن . آدم ها اشتباهی به هم می خورن و خلاصه اوضاع خراب تر از اون چیزیه که فال گیرا و پیشگو ها فکر می گن !
به حکمت خدا شک کردم ٬ همیشه رنگ دست خدا رو توی زندگیم می دیدم ٬ توی این شیر تو شیر دنبال دلیل و منطق بودم ... خدا خیلی بهم نزدیک بود .
ولی همه ٬ خدا ٬ مختار ٬ رنگ ٬ نوا و اون نقش یکتای کف فنجون ٬ همه حکمت دیگه ای داشتن . جرئتی می خواست قدم زدن توی اون چمن های تیز بدون کفش . عشقی می خواست رفتن توی اون ساختمون مخروبه. ترسی می طلبید دیدن اون زخم ها. انگیزه می خواست اون تصمیم های عجیب .
گریه ها و خنده ها ٬ زخم ها و اون عکس ها ٬ عشق ها و نفرت ها همه از من بازیگر تر بودن . اشتباه کردم.
Life is simple, there's nothin' to be afraid of. It has its own rules, u should know how to play, and u will learn the rules along the way. Happiness does not last forever, so goodbye happy life and welcome sadness.
People can see through u, they see colors, they feel love, they are what they are, but they are acting too.
This is so sick, I mean, our lives is so sick, parents are meant to be nice, they are, but they don't know the rules. Friends are supposed to be there when they are needed but they think the wrong way. Brothers, sisters, you are important for them, but let me tell u the truth, you are not, u are NOT important for them, it's just a habit for them to love and to be loved by others surrounding them. God is a little creature playing in it's house with lovely dolls and toys, has horrible parents- I think- , WE are its toys, it's parents are dealing with more horrible stuff that God its self doesn't give a shit to 'em. You think you've figured out the rules but there's always rules hiding behind some more, and it's YOU that should again play and find them out. Rules of life can't be taught, can't be said as the way they are.
That's all wrong.
1 comment:
barikalla! che ghalamet khoob shode! ... albate khoob bood, vali alan behtar tar shode. hadeaghal ke man lezat bordam basi!
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