It's Someone's Bithday

Yes!
Someone who can win anytime he trust on himself and lost anytime he trust on others!
Someone who tries to be strong again!
Someone afloat between the earth and above these days!
Someone who loves to be great!
A man who can cry for nothing!
Who loves sadness and looks after pain!
A man who has a big heart for making love with girls but none of his girls was interested in his love!
A man who can love his God while he hates him!
A man who knows the worth of peace between humans!
Maybe you know him and his features!?
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I invite you to hear a song “Femme Like You” by Kamaro (French)
I have no woman oh would you please find me one or more pets to live with :D

by the way;
Because the end of the world's destination is nothing, it seems you are nothing too, so while you are feeling alive you should be happy (Omar Khayyam)

Merry christmas
MERRY MERRY MERRY

Diazepam 10

Oh, This pic is nothing…they are just some mother fu..ers with the Iranian nationality. Probably they are not sleeping. Here is a beautiful related sing by Mohsen Namjoo “Diazepam 10”. I think this youtube’s file is imperfect, it’s easy to get the mp3 of Diazepam 10 so I didn’t upload it.

Goddess of Coquette

The last time I was playing music with one of my best friends; Ali, was over six months ago. We played melody of Elaheye Naz by Gholam Hossein Banan. That name means Goddess of Coquette. We recorded what we played after 2 or 3 turns of practice.
I’ve changed my background music to this record of us. You can play and hear it at this sheet's side bar. I know it is not ever beautiful as the original version but it was played by us even if it is not beauty! this is the important reason that made me play it here.
I hope you can enjoy it.
And …
November 8th was the day “Name withheld” met his wife. She gave him a card this year which I was so much interested in:

I Think No Religion Is Peaceful!

Peace means to have no pragmatism, no passion, no clannish, no hate, no argument, peace means to be free from all people and all people be free of you and therefore it’s easy to conclude peace means first to have no religion.
I think to have no religion doesn’t mean to believe in no God!
Before sharing your idea with mine on the sidebar, I want to invite you see the loveliest movie I've seen in the last year "Kingdom of Heaven":

It has some relations with this topic point of view…

Thanks Dr Samira Zabihian, Thanks God

After 23 days passed in coma, after two brain operations, Hooshang; my father got his intelligence and came back to us 2 days ago. He’d gotten crashed by motorcycle around our new house when he went around to buy food for house cleaners.
I changed my back ground music to the music you hear, a one that made me cry a lot these days.

Everyday my papa would work
To try to make ends meet
To see that we would eat
Keep those shoes upon my feet
Every night my papa would take me
And tuck me in my bed
Kiss me on my head
After all my prayers were said
And there were years
Of sadness and of tears
Through it all
Together we were strong
We were strong
Times were rough
But Papa he was tough
Mama stood beside him all along
Growing up with them was easy
The time had flew on by
The years began to fly
They aged and so did I
…..

Who Am I without You?

Since I was born, we live in an old lovely home in the first class and beautiful place of Mashad/Iran. Especially since 18, I live in its down stairs, independent from my parents’ behavior.

Oh my room, Let me smokes the last(s) with you!
As a matter of fact my home my passed is going to be damaged in the future semester.
I don’t know how Hooshang's and Tayyeb's feelings were after the signs for sell. However I’m sure they did that just for us for their children.
Oh my old lovely Ever home;
I’m not the boy of Besat and Naserkhosro any more! Who am I without you?
I swear to my cry; I never forget the times we had. You are in my mind forever. Die alone and relax, I will do the same as soon as possible.

Bye My Alley Bye My Garden Bye My Home

Unmasking the Face on Mars

May 24, 2001 -- Twenty five years ago something funny happened around Mars. NASA's Viking 1 spacecraft was circling the planet, snapping photos of possible landing sites for its sister ship Viking 2, when it spotted the shadowy likeness of a human face. An enormous head nearly two miles from end to end seemed to be staring back at the cameras from a region of the Red Planet called Cydonia.

There must have been a degree of surprise among mission controllers back at the Jet Propulsion Lab when the face appeared on their monitors. But the sensation was short lived. Scientists figured it was just another Martian mesa, common enough around Cydonia, only this one had unusual shadows that made it look like an Egyptian Pharaoh.

And so on April 5, 1998, when Mars Global Surveyor flew over Cydonia for the first time, Michael Malin and his Mars Orbiter Camera (MOC) team snapped a picture ten times sharper than the original Viking photos. Thousands of anxious web surfers were waiting when the image first appeared on a JPL web site, revealing ... a natural landform. There was no alien monument after all.

read more about this topic.

Shamseddin Hafez Shirazi (1500)

Read real version of this poem in Persian
My poor English translation of some sections:
………
Don't coquette to destroy my root
Don’t hold on your head to let my outcry be heard on the heaven
Don’t make your hair chain ringlet to capture me
Don’t swag your hair to make me lost on the wind
………
Take pity on me and help me
Hafez never avoid your cruelty
I was free as I was your prisoner

Here is a beautiful clip of this poem with Zahra Amir-Ebrahimi playing roll of actress. Singer and Setar player: Mohsen Namjoo

Death and the Will of Achaemenid Darioush

(Read full persian version of Darioush will here)
…. but don’t close my grave and so whenever you could, come in the grave and see my stony coffin there and understand that: me; your father was a mighty king and reigned over 25 countries and died finally and you will die too, because die is the destination of all people … when you see my grave whenever you could, vanity and bigheaded can’t conquer you and when you saw your death near close my grave and tell the same as me to your son ….

Deny this Pic

I think this pic is real! and not for fun! just for cry!

Kiss with Bloody Lips

I’ve changed my last back ground music to this lovely persian song; Kiss with Bloody Lips by Artoosh you hear.

download my English translation of its lyric

Mythology of Arash

My lovely land; whom knew your love's worth, once lodged a bow in his life and died forever!

Synopsis of story from wikipedia:
At the end of war between Iran and Turan, Turan had advanced close to the Damavand mountain area. Damavand in Iranian mythology is the very heart and centre of the Middle Clime where Iranian people reside. This Middle Clime or Iran Zamin, incorporating far larger area than present Iran, was reputed to have the best soil, most moderate weather and the greatest of peoples. However to the east of the Iranian plateau lay the vast expanses of the wintry Southern Siberia where the nomadic and covetous Turanians lived and the story of early Iranian civilizations is that of survival against Turan.

The humiliation of conquest was to be complete with a Turanian proposal to limit Iran to the radius of an arrow's flight from the umbilical Damavand. Iranians were to shoot an arrow towards Turan and wherever the arrow landed, the new border between Iran and Turan would be drawn. Âraŝ, an old man, volunteered to shoot the arrow. On the bright morning of Tirgan, Âraŝ stripped naked, faced north, strained his bow as never before, let the arrow fly and, exhausted, became one with the arrow and disappeared. The arrow flew the entire morning and fell at noon (other persian references mentioned the arrow flew 10 days) on the far bank of the Oxus River in what is now Central Asia. The Oxus river is the traditional boundary between the Iranian world and outer central Asia or Turan. Âraŝ's body was never found. There are still stories from travelers who, lost in the mountains, hear Arash Kamangir's voice who helps them find their way and thus saves their lives.

Dear World; Can You Hear Me?

The line of poverty in our cities: 160 dollar
The line of poverty in our villages: 113 dollar
The crowd of our people under these lines: 7 .467 millions

I am Iranian.
My parents worked for my government over 30 years. Both of them has been retired 8 years ago and now they get 500 dollar per month together. I am a 25 year student, I have no payment today! I have no pleasure! I have no girl friend. After 25 years from my born I've had no real sex experience yet (it’s forbidden here except for whom they married). Most of the times I am depressed. If I drunk I get 80 whip for its sin in my politic religion… even I can’t wear any dress I want. My governors want us to be poor and tearful because they wanna take us to paradise after death… My governors kill and arrest political people that defiance them… because they defend our big enemies (from the points they see) USA and Israel. My governors said the entire world is hostile and jealous of us because we have the best islamic religion even more better than that one's in Islamic Arabic countries. Because Islam of Arabic countries has many faults. Only one’s that we have in Iran is true and real. I know Islam is an arabic religion but they said only we have the true version of that.
We have oils (second grade in the world)
We have gas (first grade in the world)
We have farms
We have lands
We have water
We have stone
We have metals
We have many arts
We have traditional technology like carpet and textile
More over my governors said:
We have automobile technology like pride (they sell it to us 8000 dollar)
We have gained atomic technology
We have and have made many dams to make electrical power
We export electrical power
We export food
We help Iraq and Afghanistan
We help many other poor countries that defend my governors too
We have god to help us
We have Islam to relax our pain

I want to tell you:
I feel too blest for myself when I see my poor peoples like these pictures:

I'm ashamed myself, because I can do noting for them! I'm alone, a few of my people can understand me, others are blind and some even die for that false paradise. I like my life, I dont want to be dead... I have many wishes. I like to have sex for a once after these years...

my dear friends from any place you are in this world; some day some how, I swear the god, we can gain again our freedom and our rights with your helps. please help us to be aware, help my people to be awake, you know us, you know cyrus. You know that we are not your enemies, we are just sleeping, we dont know! we don't know the world and its people. believe me; I didn't choose any of my governors.

Don't Cry "Guns N Roses"

Download this this beautiful song (a memorable one from my adolescence) in the format of mp3 (4.3 Mb)
and also its meaningful lyric (english)

Cyrus, Babylon and Human Rights

Babylon star observatory: Cyrus Cylinder:

Let me tell you what Cyrus said on this cylinder when he got the babylon(full version here):
I am Kourosh (Cyrus), King of the world, great king, mighty king, king of Babylon, king of the land of Sumer and Akkad, king of the four quarters, son of Camboujiyah (Cambyases).....Now that I put the crown of kingdom of Iran, Babylon, and the nations of the four directions on the head with the help of (Ahura) Mazda, I announce that I will respect the traditions, customs and religions of the nations of my empire and never let any of my governors and subordinates look down on or insult them until I am alive. From now on, till (Ahura) Mazda grants me the kingdom favor, I will impose my monarchy on no nation. Each is free to accept it , and if any one of them rejects it , I never resolve on war to reign. Until I am the king of Iran, Babylon, and the nations of the four directions, I never let anyone oppress any others, and if it occurs , I will take his or her right back and penalize the oppressor. And until I am the monarch, I will never let anyone take possession of movable and landed properties of the others by force or without compensation. Until I am alive, I prevent unpaid, forced labor. To day, I announce that everyone is free to choose a religion. People are free to live in all regions and take up a job provided that they never violate other's rights.

Looking for the Summer! Which Summer?

I’ve changed my back ground music to a lovely song; Looking for the Summer by Chris Rea you see.

Download high quallity version (4.2 Mb)

Download lyric in English

Dance Me to the End of Love "Leonard Cohen"

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits off
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

download this song (4.3 Mb)
download my Persian translation of this lyric

the World

I oath the god honey;
this world, doesn’t abide by anyone.