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.

still continuing

I'm perfectly damnably good, just don't ask.

I've been stoical except here where I've divulged minuscule bits of unfathomable anguish that life has dealt me.

I'm good.

I feel good.

Who's better than me =] hope you are *_*

Heaven and the lost connections

All right, I'm done and in the heaven; suppose.

What do I have?

Some rivers of honey and milk beneath fruit trees.

I sit back on majestic throne while having besides as many virgins as I wish.

But where is my mother? where are my father and my brother?

where are my friends?

what about the network I used to live in on the earth?

what about the purposes and aims?

what will happen to my works and all the endeavors?

در بهشت تنها بودن سخت‌تر از کویر است

And when my dream will come true

?to be or not to be with who

We got only two options:

1. to be with the God

2. not to be with the God

Are you with the God? that's the fathomless relief.

Otherwise it is the abyss of futility; just in the best case scenario.

It does not our concern whether or not the God is with us. Why? it's simple, the God will never leave us!

The thing is I need to admit and hence know I belong to the God, that's all.

Only in this way I do whatever I can to be with the God.

And the only thing that counts is all the fights I got into in this path.

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.

هنوز کسی ایستاده زیر درخت؟

But the pear tree

چرا همیشه سرسری میخونیم و رد میشیم؟

چه اهمیت دارد اگر می‌رویند قارچ‌های غربت؟

حیات مجدد

من تو را مشغول می‌کردم، دلا

یاد آن افسانه کردی عاقبت

once in a while

thank you

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