Big Bang Theory

I have finished the second season of Big Bang Theory &

I miss it so much.

God's Aim From Creating Human Beings

Once upon a time, there was no one save God, Soooo……………….

1. God became bored from His loneliness, so here we are, the Human Beings- easy peasy- the puppets and He liked His entertainment to be continued by the Human Beings by having sex and reproduction, in other words He was somehow interested in TV series: Happy-ending series like Indians, Series with the theme of misery and poverty like Iranians, And etc.

2. The Hell and the Heaven had no residents: So, God created the Human Beings and said: you, good; Go to the heaven. You, bad; Go to the hell. You, half good, half bad; go to Barzakh.

3. God needed some ones to torture; so here we are: the Human Beings.

I will write about the other items and of course the true ones as soon as I get the next world provided that God give me a PC or laptop.

Footnote: I believe in God.

Don't miss it

زمستان،

آبعلی،

تیوپ سواری،

زیر تابلوی تیوپ سواری ممنوع.........

Justice

"امروز كشف مهمي كردم. اين كشف محصول سه ماه تفكر تامل و مراقبه است. من به طرز غريبي كه اين كلمات هرزه نمي توانند بگويند چه قدر از اين كشف هيجان زده ام. آنقدر كه دلم مي خواهد بروم بالاي ساختمان و فرياد بكشم. من امروز دريافتم كه سرانجام همه بي گمان همه و بدون هيچ استثنايي خواهيم مرد. من امروز اين واقعيت را اين يقين يگانه و يكتا را كه بي ترديد و تا صد سال ديگر هيچ اثري از ما نخواهد بود از عمق جان دريافتم. من از اين حقيقت از اين عدالت محض از اين تنها عدالت مطلق هستی كه هيچ عدالتي به وضوح و شفافيت و شكوه و قطعيت و معناداري آن نيست از اين كه تنها تا صد سال فقط تا صد سال ديگر حتي يك نفر از ما شش ميليارد آدمي كه حالا مثل كرم روي اين تل خاكي در هم مي لوليم وجود نخواهيم داشت به طرز به شدت شكرآوري خوش حالم..." — مصطفي مستور / Mostafa Mastoor

ME TOO......

بعضی وقتا از استشمام بوی آدمیزاد حالت تهوع می گیرم........

"Do you hate people?

I Don't hate them... I just feel better when they are not around" (Charles Bukowski)

People come to this world
Live for some time
Then die and
Go,
But your problem begins when
Somebody dies but
Never goes
Stays,
And his absence settles in your presence
In such a way that
You die while you're alive
And he becomes alive while he is dead

Never bring cemetery home.

ٌWhenever I talk about you,

All of my verbs are in Past,

Even in Past Past Perfect,

Come and sit closer, I miss a Simple Present.

Lost

Have you ever...

Have you ever lost yourself?

Have you ever confused a dream with life?

Have you ever been shot inside and still alive?

Have you ever lost yourself?

& looking everywhere...

Through your dog-eared memories

Looking in your drawer

Under your bed

In the refrigarator

In your clothes

In your shoes,

In the eyes of the passers-by

In the eyes of your PC

In the words of your friend

& still not find yourself

(Have you ever been insomniac,

awake till morning,

got crazy,

& siad such non-sense

in the middle of night?!)

by Seashore