This night, the rain was dedicated to me,…to see the glory of the sky when moans and relax in rainwalking... that was a gift

شیشه پنجره را باران شست...



از دل من اما


....

All the impossible I wanna do

We are a proud nation…,cause we hold on great international exhibitions for the most educated people…we have the most educated people with high communication abilities selling stuffs at the street corners of the exhibition place or driving the taxies,
He even knows the Newton’s third law in english:

FOR EVERY ACTION, THERE IS A REACTION…

And his young boy was training near him!!!! I don’t know if the boy knows the third law too or not!
I wish so many things……….but no difference…at last I want to forget life and wishes as well as regrets …….
I want to empty my veins

veins

headache at least causes silly dreams:

some one brought me to the hospital that in every scene was one of the men i know in my life!
i was dying, without a clear reason...just like for every old patient woman, it was routine!
the muscles of my left arm were completely seperated...doctor told me my veins,which have the signs of bloody memories, are empty...
i lied on the bed, doctor left, knowing that i need solitude...

i don't remember any other scene.

It snows silently

but it doesn't rain so,
i should remember last night as one of the heavily rainy nights of my life.

how similar close dears could be to hateable imaginations...

takallom mahrami mikhaahad, amma nist
takallom TaKaLLoM takallom
mahram mahrami MAHRAMi MAHRAMI mikhahad nist nist nist nist nistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistnistNISTNIStnisTNist


last night i was going to write about the "conservation of luck",but it was a rainy night......and such writing couldn't make me feel good.....and rainy!

RED fly

No border between meaning of dreams and nightmares:for me, both of them find a meaning by RUNNING

I’m here at the point of reality…dreams are there,far far away… and nightmares are the way to reach them
I can’t see the kingdom of dreams, I can’t even imagine, I just see the way and feel the need TO RUN

How?

with a red fly : my nightmare

( I can’t write even half of half of what I feel)

coin

i don't know where i got that coin...i put it in my bag, NOT where i usually put the changes...
once it fell down on the chair, i collected it...then in the street it fell down again on the earth...but this time i didn't collect it...it was just a coin, for me nothing but a problem, but may someone, passing the street, find it precious.
it was my habit to collect the coin,i didn't need it...
may be i shouldn't collect it at the first time...

no motion

did i prevent with an stop?
going forward is as dangerous as returning back!

may be it's not the problem of the road, danger is in my trend of passing...
or may be this is my only possible road...
or may be there is no danger, it's my illustration...
or may be danger is always all around...
or may be all these feelings are because of lack of my bravery...

any way, now that i'm scared, going forward causes a feeling as fearful as returning back...
there is no motion to feel safe

may be time could help me forget this intense fear from danger...

where...?

all the night asking myself where i can rest.....

touch me with your naked hand
touch me with your glove
dance me to the end of love

to...?

there are not so many stories in the life.....there are many pieces that just a few of them are enough to make the story of someone's life.

even sometimes the life is a doublet of one story with or without different names for characters. this is the most confusing case that the hero of the story knows everything and can't do anything to prevent or force something to happen.

on the other hand "Dreams come true", so i hope the case ends for dreamers with their dreams... may be that could be a solution for self-organizing puzzle of someone's life:

To Dream

In the hospital

Sitting between pink walls,
watching white lights,
hearing various sad cries,
eating without appetite,
talking when you have right …
and turning to the face of someone suffering like you on the other bed :
the circle of senses in the hospital

..............................................

no Power & no Love................................................................
nothing................................................ but Tears

scary

he was kidding with me until i answered the last one....he stood by the phone and told loudly: "i wanna talk to my wife"....i felt a deep happiness when he was talking so sweet to his wife...although a question was in my mind: Y he was so scared?

i feel powerful, but i don't know what kind of power is it...is it the will? or my regained ability for Love? or may be it's not just my power...it's the fear of people from every unknown phenomena or every destroyed place...