خواب های طلایی

خواب روی چشم هایم چیزهایی را بنا می کرد:

یک فضای باز، شن های ترنم، جای پای دوست.

Just make change

How could I request to be looked in a new way?

In which different way it was better to announce my new sole?

I was changed and I am and I wanna be.

Astonishingly, I found no one willing to look at things in a new way, which they never tried before, and discover something new!

People fear change even change in their view! They don't wanna encounter or observe new things.

They acclimated to their habits and got addicted to routines.

Change will bring consciousness and you know that how close the pain and the consciousness are!

As a matter of fact, loneliness is the result of change but it also brings about the chance of getting closer to the reality.

The reality is the only and all that offers us the possibility of interpreting what really matters.

And, what does really matter? Belief, fear, love or may be truth?

My left foot

Although, I've always written my ideas and thoughts in this page but now I'm honored to quote an inspirational passage from Christy Brown here.

"I was born in the Rotunda Hospital on June the fifth, 1932. There were 22 children in all, of which 13 survived. It would not be true to say that I am no longer lonely. I have made myself articulate and understood to people in many parts of the world, and this is something we all wish to do whether we're crippled or not. Yet, like everyone else, I am acutely conscious sometimes of my own isolation, even in the midst of people. And I often give up hope of ever being able to really communicate with them. It is not only the sort of isolation that every writer or artist must experience in the creative mood if he is to create anything at all. It is like a black cloud sweeping down on me unexpectedly, cutting me off from others. A sort of deaf-muteness. I lay back in my chair while my own left foot beat time to a new rhythm. Now I could relax and enjoy myself completely. I was at peace. Happy."

شباهت مایه گمراهی

هیچ شب پره هرگز به نور شمع اغوا نشد.

من در طرف روشن یک رویا دیدم:

تاریکی، امید شب پره را رم می داد.

...I pay tribute to

From the all belongs to humanity my first pick is respect.

I would accept the world of cinema without any of its stars but I don't even wanna imagine it without Miyazaki.