Many of us have experienced once or more about the time that we feel we are not aware of where we are standing! As I put it there are times that we feel that we are in limbo. No matter how or what, we should pass these uncharted water.
Alex the girl has very nicely put it down this.
...The ladder is an in-between place, a sort of resting spot. It’s where the salmon literally catch their breath as they learn to adjust their breathing from the ocean's saltwater to the lake's fresh....
read the rest of it here!
We will all understand, though...
xx. The ministry of Islamic Guidance and culture has allowed an album of Queen to be released in Iran. So, as occasion I decided to write this lyric of the song “ who wants to live forever…”
There's no time for us
There's no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams yet slips away
from us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever....?
There's no chance for us
It's all decided for us
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Who dares to love forever?
When love must die
But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Forever is our today
Who waits forever anyway?
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
Monday, September 13, 2004
Two Brand New Elements!
Today is national holiday in Iran. What a day. let's say ... forget it...
enjoy these two new elements in Periodic Table:))
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Two new elements added to the Periodic Table of the Elements:
1. Element Name: WOMANIUM
Symbol: WO
Atomic Weight: (Don't even go there)
Physical Properties: Generally soft and round in form. Boils at
nothing
and may freeze at any time. Melts when treated properly. Very
Bitter if
not used well.
Chemical Properties: Very active. Highly unstable. Possesses strong
affinity with gold, silver, platinum and precious stones. Violent
when left alone. Able to absorb great amounts of exotic food. Turns
slightly green when placed next to a better specimen.
Usage: Highly ornamental. An extremely good catalyst for dispersion of
wealth. Probably the most powerful income reducing agent known.
Caution: Highly explosive in inexperienced hands.
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2. Element Name: MANIUM
Symbol: XY
Atomic Weight: (180 +/- 50)
Physical Properties: Solid at room temperature, but gets bent out of
shape easily. Fairly dense and sometimes flaky. Difficult to find a pure
sample. Due to rust, aging samples are unable to create
electricity.
Chemical Properties: Attempts to bond with any WO any chance it can get.
Also tends to form strong bonds with itself. Becomes explosive when
mixed with KD (Element: CHILDIUM) for prolonged periods of time.
Neutralize by saturating with alcohol.
Usage: None known. Possibly good methane source. Good samples are able
to produce large quantities on command.
Caution: In the absence of WO, this element rapidly decomposes and begins to smell.
enjoy these two new elements in Periodic Table:))
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Two new elements added to the Periodic Table of the Elements:
1. Element Name: WOMANIUM
Symbol: WO
Atomic Weight: (Don't even go there)
Physical Properties: Generally soft and round in form. Boils at
nothing
and may freeze at any time. Melts when treated properly. Very
Bitter if
not used well.
Chemical Properties: Very active. Highly unstable. Possesses strong
affinity with gold, silver, platinum and precious stones. Violent
when left alone. Able to absorb great amounts of exotic food. Turns
slightly green when placed next to a better specimen.
Usage: Highly ornamental. An extremely good catalyst for dispersion of
wealth. Probably the most powerful income reducing agent known.
Caution: Highly explosive in inexperienced hands.
***************
2. Element Name: MANIUM
Symbol: XY
Atomic Weight: (180 +/- 50)
Physical Properties: Solid at room temperature, but gets bent out of
shape easily. Fairly dense and sometimes flaky. Difficult to find a pure
sample. Due to rust, aging samples are unable to create
electricity.
Chemical Properties: Attempts to bond with any WO any chance it can get.
Also tends to form strong bonds with itself. Becomes explosive when
mixed with KD (Element: CHILDIUM) for prolonged periods of time.
Neutralize by saturating with alcohol.
Usage: None known. Possibly good methane source. Good samples are able
to produce large quantities on command.
Caution: In the absence of WO, this element rapidly decomposes and begins to smell.
Monday, September 06, 2004
understanding the value of things around us
I think we know that one of the dilemmas that Tehranis in particular encounter with is the amount of trash that people throw on the streets or into environment.
I witnessed about couple of days ago while traveling from downtown of Tehran to our home, a woman with her 10 years old boy who were intending to get off the bus. As soon as they got off the bus, she threw a water bottle into the water stream. Something came to my mind from the time I was attending a boarding (internat) school in Germany.
In the city the school of mine was located there was an occasion that the city will divide up the entire city to parts and tell each school to participate for cleaning and sweeping the streets. So, the city I used to live in was in the valley of south part of Germany’s Mountains. As a result, there were many stairs to climb. So, the place I got to clean up was full of stairs (You could imagine how difficult it was to clean up)! In any case, in two consecutive days we kept cleaning around the city.
This simple but valuable cooperative work helped me to understand the value of people who are cleaning our city. So, I no longer throw trashes on streets or anywhere but garbage bin.
I witnessed about couple of days ago while traveling from downtown of Tehran to our home, a woman with her 10 years old boy who were intending to get off the bus. As soon as they got off the bus, she threw a water bottle into the water stream. Something came to my mind from the time I was attending a boarding (internat) school in Germany.
In the city the school of mine was located there was an occasion that the city will divide up the entire city to parts and tell each school to participate for cleaning and sweeping the streets. So, the city I used to live in was in the valley of south part of Germany’s Mountains. As a result, there were many stairs to climb. So, the place I got to clean up was full of stairs (You could imagine how difficult it was to clean up)! In any case, in two consecutive days we kept cleaning around the city.
This simple but valuable cooperative work helped me to understand the value of people who are cleaning our city. So, I no longer throw trashes on streets or anywhere but garbage bin.
Friday, September 03, 2004
Hey you; Enjoy every moment before you regeret!
1. I am big fan of Roger Waters and Pink floyd. Just recently, once again this lyrics of hey you came to my mind and I felt that I would like to write it here:
Hey you,
Out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old,
Can you feel me?
Hey you,
Standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile,
Can you feel me?
Hey you,
Don't help them to bury the light.
Don't give in, without a fight.
Hey you,
Out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone,
Would you touch me?
Hey you,
With your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out,
Would you touch me?
Hey you,
Would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.
But it was only, fantasy.
The wall was too high, as you can see.
No matter how he tried, he could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you,
Out there on the road,
Always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you,
Out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you,
Don't tell me there's no hope at all.
Together we stand, divided we fall.
2. About two weeks ago I went on a day trip to North west of Tehran, Zanjan. These are just three photos of many photos I took during the trip! Becasue of low speed of the internet in Iran, I almost die to upload just a few! So, bear with me:)
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A place that people used to wash their cloth there!
Inside Kataleh Khour Cave.
3. Alexthegirl has written another nice story.
I couldn't find it in her site, so again I copy it here all.
Care for roses
After my walk to the post this morning, I decided to pay a long overdue visit to my little neighbourhood bookstore. Its well-stocked bargain section always offers some kind of find that satisfies my book addiction (although my stop here always leaves me wanting wanting more). Today I happened across a $10 book on roses that seemed to contain all the information one would need. I took it to a nearby couch to inspect it a little more.
A few minutes into it, a frail looking woman who appeared to be in her 80's came and sat beside me.
"What are you reading?"she asked. I showed her my book. I explained to her I just moved into a home where I had inherited a dozen various rose bushes. Although they had been blooming perfectly for the first two weeks they now were lagging a little bit. Just leaving them as they were didn't seem to help them any.
"Oh honey," she said soothingly, "you don't need a book."
"I don't? Then what?"
All of a sudden, this quiet, frail woman who was dressed so pretty in that tea-serving grandmother kind of way bellowed, "Violence!"
I was taken a little off guard.
"Yes, violence! Lots of it! You have to cut them on an angle when the bloom dies, just above the leaf. Force it to bloom more is what will happen. Like all things, give it a little trauma and it can either die or grow. Roses will bloom more. Hardships sometimes produce the most amazing things."
And then she smiled sweetly, got up and left, leaving me to wonder if it was just roses she was talking about.
Hey you,
Out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old,
Can you feel me?
Hey you,
Standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile,
Can you feel me?
Hey you,
Don't help them to bury the light.
Don't give in, without a fight.
Hey you,
Out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone,
Would you touch me?
Hey you,
With your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out,
Would you touch me?
Hey you,
Would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.
But it was only, fantasy.
The wall was too high, as you can see.
No matter how he tried, he could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you,
Out there on the road,
Always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you,
Out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you,
Don't tell me there's no hope at all.
Together we stand, divided we fall.
2. About two weeks ago I went on a day trip to North west of Tehran, Zanjan. These are just three photos of many photos I took during the trip! Becasue of low speed of the internet in Iran, I almost die to upload just a few! So, bear with me:)
No Comment!
A place that people used to wash their cloth there!
Inside Kataleh Khour Cave.
3. Alexthegirl has written another nice story.
I couldn't find it in her site, so again I copy it here all.
Care for roses
After my walk to the post this morning, I decided to pay a long overdue visit to my little neighbourhood bookstore. Its well-stocked bargain section always offers some kind of find that satisfies my book addiction (although my stop here always leaves me wanting wanting more). Today I happened across a $10 book on roses that seemed to contain all the information one would need. I took it to a nearby couch to inspect it a little more.
A few minutes into it, a frail looking woman who appeared to be in her 80's came and sat beside me.
"What are you reading?"she asked. I showed her my book. I explained to her I just moved into a home where I had inherited a dozen various rose bushes. Although they had been blooming perfectly for the first two weeks they now were lagging a little bit. Just leaving them as they were didn't seem to help them any.
"Oh honey," she said soothingly, "you don't need a book."
"I don't? Then what?"
All of a sudden, this quiet, frail woman who was dressed so pretty in that tea-serving grandmother kind of way bellowed, "Violence!"
I was taken a little off guard.
"Yes, violence! Lots of it! You have to cut them on an angle when the bloom dies, just above the leaf. Force it to bloom more is what will happen. Like all things, give it a little trauma and it can either die or grow. Roses will bloom more. Hardships sometimes produce the most amazing things."
And then she smiled sweetly, got up and left, leaving me to wonder if it was just roses she was talking about.
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