


some one posted this as a FB status, probably as a joke.
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"What happens is, periodically, about every three or four months, the oil ministry guys from Iraq will go ... to fix something or do some maintenance. They'll paint it in Iraqi colors and throw an Iraqi flag up.
"They'll hang out there for a while, until they get tired, and as soon as they go away, the Iranians come down the hill and paint it Iranian colors and raise an Iranian flag! It happened about three months ago and it will probably happen again."
ورژن قدیمی: اول به چپ نیگاه کن دوم به راست نیگاه کن اگه کالسکه نیومد از خیابون گذر کن
ورژن معاصر: اول به چپ نیگاه کن دوم به راست نیگاه کن اگه ماشین نیومد از خیابون گذر کن
ورژن مشهد: اول به بالا نیگاه کن اگه هواپیمایی چیزی سقوط نکرد از خیابون گذر کن
ورژن خیابون ولی عصر: اول به چپ نیگاه کن دوم به ....gfhfhfhdflkldfk...........
ورژن هفت تیر: اول به چپ نیگاه کن دوم به راست نیگاه کن اگه گارد ضد شورش نیومد از خیابون گذر کن
ورژن آمریکایی: اول به چپ نیگاه کن دوم به راست نیگاه کن اگه ماشین نیومد از اتوبان گذر کن
ورژن قزوینی: اول به پشت سر نیگاه کن اگه کسی نبود از خیابون گذر کن
ورژن ترکی: بپر وسط خیابون یه چرخ بزن اگه ماشین از روت رد نشد از خیابون گذر کن
ورژن صحیح: اول به چپ نیگاه کن دوم به راست نیگاه کن پل عابر پیاده پیدا کن و از خیابون گذر کن
ورژن انگلیسی: اول به چپ... نه اول به راست نیگاه کن بعد به بازهم به چپ یا راست...ببین فرمون راننده کدوم طرفه.....
ورژن عراقی: اول به چپ نیگاه کن دوم به راست نیگاه کن اگه بمبی منفجر نشد از خیابون گذر کن
ورژن افغانی: اول به چپ نیگاه کن دوم به راست نیگاه کن اگه تانکی ، نفربری ،زره پوشی نیومد از خیابون گذر کن
ورژن اندونزیایی: اول به چپ نیگاه کن دوم به راست نیگاه کن اگه سونامی نیومد از خیابون گذر کن
ورژن فلسطینی: اول به چپ نیگاه کن دوم به راست نیگاه کن سنگت رو پرت کن و از خیابون گذر کن
ورژن انتحاری: اول به چپ نیگاه کن دوم به راست نیگاه کن اگه ماشین اومد از خیابون گذر کن
hey you
In that corner
Of that room
Dreaming glory
Take my hand
Let us shout
Our desires out
So that
they can hear
that one heart's
beating for two
hey you
In that house
On that hill
Imagining the future
did you know
that my arms
can not touch
your skin
it is all your soul
that they hug tonight
hey you
between those walls
sitting in dark
ignoring your tears
if we can beat
what they call
the destiny
once and for all
hey you
drowned in the desire
they forbid
wet and naked
let us destroy
all the walls
they made us to build
of ignorance
hey you
are my angel
the lucky victim
lost in time
losing her virginity
in this fight
between good and evil
hey you
that I discovered
in my memories
of yesterday
enjoy
as we float
together in peace
through eternity
the running man was an image of a progressive life. a man with strong will on the right path to reach his goals. a muscly guy, a determined face, full of ambitions and pride, who conquers every obstacle on his way to the top!
a friend told me that he expects a revolution in Iran soon. I replied that we are already in one!
When Sina Mesdaghi woke up one morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself changed in his bed into a monstrous insect.
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They drive hundreds of miles to go and see that vacuum of substances.
A dematerialized landscape, with a single layer of thickness, which is you.
It was in that valley where together we celebrated the emptiness that surrounded us.
Anonymously.
I desperately need to re-theorize my concept of life, it is hard for me to believe that how I was extremely fascinated by emptiness of Nevada desert. I wonder why emptiness drags me all the way to the heart of the desert away from the playful Las Vegas.
I am a dreamer. That’s what I am good at, what I do in every moment of life. A dreamer needs to dream to survive just as man needs to breathe. That’s where problem shows up. Today no dream satisfies my desires. The ultimate image of an architect is very disappointing. Maybe my ambitions have grown so large and vast that no dream can fill this gigantic vacuum caused by that.
Besides that macro scale of thought, there are minor ambitions which are constantly snitching me; Relationship failures, numerous project and frustrating competition deadlines. These, eventually become super tiring elements of my everyday life.
I feel the definite need to develop new goals, theory or life style that would guide me out of this depression disaster or I consciously will lead myself to doom. It is no longer the question of choice, but inevitability.
Cna – April 09