چه بهتر

اگه تنها میشی

اگه احساس تنهایی می‌کنی

اگه راستی راستی تنهای تنها شدی

پس نترس و ناراحت نباش

تازه داری به خدا شبیه میشی

I don't think it'll be you

Who will be the winner?

...

The truth is you're out of hope

But I'm not.

And when my dream will come true

end it; or be ended

Do you know what "extreme" is?

It doesn't matter, just know it happens in the final scene.

You have been on a journey for a while,

we know that things tend to get harder as the course progresses;

in one hand you see  your energy debilitates and on the other hand you see the path gets narrower and the trail is fading...

as much as you get closer to the end even the rate at which things are getting harder will increase,

your heartbeat speeds up so as the rate does. like marching for a final battle.

the rate gets to its full potential in the latter moments when things put on a disguise to mislead you to the state of impossibility,

when it seems there is no vestige of hope,

when the universe oppresses you to the feeling of your end,

this is the time that they say extreme; it is adjacent to the end, 

it is the harbinger of the end actually.

Just one step is remaining.

Beware of the taking last step.

Tie a streak of hope around your finger as a remembrance of your alliance with infinity.

Whenever the universe tries to stop and oppress you just take a glance at your finger; you will overcome it.

This is not only my promise but also my firsthand experience.

once in a while

thank you

مساله دوام است.

وگرنه پایان شب سیه سپید است.

ایمان به ایمان خویش

علی محمد رو چی شناخته بود که میدونست اگه جای محمد بخوابه کشته نمیشه

میدونست که در ارتفاعی قرار میگیره که شمشیر کفار بهش نمیرسه

In the memory of Goddess

کسی نیست

بیا

زندگی را بدزدیم

آنوقت

میان دو دیدار

قسمت کنیم

Wistful and filled with remorse now consciously awakening to the fact that I didn't deserve it

اینه که من درونمو ایگنور کرده ام، همیشه.

در بعد بیرونی انسانیت، ما هیچ وقت احساس تنهایی نکردیم بلکه این درون ما بوده که همیشه تنهایی رو احساس کرده و فهمیده.

بیرون گاهی سیلی صداداری است که ما رو متوجه درون میکنه.

گاهی هم خوراکی است برای درون.

و گاهی... چیزهای دیگر.

بهتر خواهیم شد.

بهتر خواهیم بود.

این باور منه.

I've never become you

سپیده.

I do not deserve you, then

Well as Frank

share as to be felt

Share anything you have since when it comes to share feelings you'll find it impossible.

Feelings will be felt if you have shared enough of all other things.

The irony of balance.

Don't lose the unwanted

Solitude is what the man always tries to get away from.

But it will be yearned the most, when he finds himself immersed in the crowd.

The irony of balance.

I know he lied so did I

(If we've been telling lies, you've been telling half-lies.)

A man who tells lies, like me, merely hides the truth.

But a man who tells half-lies has forgotten where he put it.

Lawrence of Arabia