We live in different worlds,
Life becomes rough for you when you see me often,
Life becomes impossible for me when I don't get to see you.
odd...
(recorded after a sad phone conversation on the day I got my papers sorted out)
yes! BTW.... I got my papers. and they are just papers now...
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
29th of July
I asked you if you could tell me of cool places to go. You started typing on my phone and then told me these spots are all in Mitte neighbourhood cause you used to live there. I take note. maybe..just maybe... when I am old I would go back there and regret
Odessa bar, torstrasse,rosenthalerplatz U8 mitts
Alt berlin, munzstr/neue schoenhauerstr, weinmeister strU8
29 of July
Waldo bar
Odessa bar, torstrasse,rosenthalerplatz U8 mitts
Alt berlin, munzstr/neue schoenhauerstr, weinmeister strU8
29 of July
Waldo bar
Coincidence
You leave it to the coincidence and I will describe it with this song. The crystal ship, word by word.
Aug. 9th , 2011
Aug. 9th , 2011
Death
I will sleep when I die.
warren
What a long strange trip is has been ...
small notes were taken on 8th of August 2011 during Germany journy
warren
What a long strange trip is has been ...
small notes were taken on 8th of August 2011 during Germany journy
Amsterdam
They do everything on bikes here in Amsterdam !!
Hand in hand biking, working, and I would guess occasional love making.
Here, everything seems to happen on bikes, from the first eye contact to hand in hand biking etc.
...a quick note taken in first visit in Amsterdam on the second of August 2011
Hand in hand biking, working, and I would guess occasional love making.
Here, everything seems to happen on bikes, from the first eye contact to hand in hand biking etc.
...a quick note taken in first visit in Amsterdam on the second of August 2011
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Real teacher
یادتان باشد که به شعر، به آواز، به لیلاهایتان، به رویاهایتان پشت نکنید
.
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از نامه فرزاد کمانگر به دانش آموزانش- به بهانه روز جهانی معلم
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از نامه فرزاد کمانگر به دانش آموزانش- به بهانه روز جهانی معلم
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Getting wasited
Tonight is a beautiful night,
Random people said hi to me on the street,
My friends came over,
and I am talking to my friend on the phone
I am not going to let the night to go to waist.
I am going to get waisted.
Random people said hi to me on the street,
My friends came over,
and I am talking to my friend on the phone
I am not going to let the night to go to waist.
I am going to get waisted.
Home
Home is a stranger
Home is wonder
Home is exciting anxiety
Home is a smile on the street
Home is a friend
or even many of them
Home is a blend of all shapes and colors
Home is a conversation.
Hoem is acceptance.
Home is a festival, thorughout the year.
Home is a parade, throughout the day
Home is you with me
That’s all ...
Home is wonder
Home is exciting anxiety
Home is a smile on the street
Home is a friend
or even many of them
Home is a blend of all shapes and colors
Home is a conversation.
Hoem is acceptance.
Home is a festival, thorughout the year.
Home is a parade, throughout the day
Home is you with me
That’s all ...
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Berlin Again
Berlin!
You welcomed me
You played with me
You reminded me and made me forget
You Danced with me
and then
You pushed me down
You punched me in face
Squeezed the juice out of my heart
and then
You held me up
Gave me a smile
Brushed my shoulders off
Put your Nefertiti's spell on me
And sent me home
In a peaceful chaos
Goodbye for now.
I "go home"!
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Virginity
Girl: What do you have to offer me?
Boy: I am virgin in every possible sense you think. and you can enjoy breaking through all my virginities, one by one.
Came to mind when watching Juno movie. the little Canadian pregnant girl.
Boy: I am virgin in every possible sense you think. and you can enjoy breaking through all my virginities, one by one.
Came to mind when watching Juno movie. the little Canadian pregnant girl.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Irene!
the tree
across the street
is dancing
with its snapping leaves
into the mesmerizing typhoon
you sent before you
it is now me, and the tree
that are waiting
to be pulled out of our rotten roots
and be seduced into your spinning eternity.
hurricane Irene!
across the street
is dancing
with its snapping leaves
into the mesmerizing typhoon
you sent before you
it is now me, and the tree
that are waiting
to be pulled out of our rotten roots
and be seduced into your spinning eternity.
hurricane Irene!
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Berlin continues ...
Goodbye Berlin
You surprised me
You pushed me down
You pulled me up
You hammered me down
You held me up again
And now,
You are sending me home
I turn back,
and if I am not a dead man walking then
I am certainly a stronger person.
“That which does not kill us, makes us stronger”.
You surprised me
You pushed me down
You pulled me up
You hammered me down
You held me up again
And now,
You are sending me home
I turn back,
and if I am not a dead man walking then
I am certainly a stronger person.
“That which does not kill us, makes us stronger”.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
غبار
غبار صبحگاهِ سیگارِ روی تنت
اندود کرد پیله عشق جاودانیم را.
و حال
چونان کرم خفته یی هستم که پرواز را خواب میبیند.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
The crystal ship
This has been filling up my days here. It has all the right key words in it: bliss, kiss, rain, insane, and again. The Crystal ship from the doors ....
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Random comment in town
Ara is running across this crazy town and the music is his ears feels like a second heart is beating in his head.
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