"When I was a child, I used to pray every night for a bicycle, finally I realised that the Lord doesn't work that way, so I stole one and asked him to forgive me!"

(Erno Philips)

...زیـبـــــاتـریـن


:طراحی روی سی دی

:طراحی گرافیک هارمونیک ترکیب نور و آرامش بار ترین چهره آسمانی روی آلبوم موسیقی

:صدای آسمانی ِ خداگونه

Andrea Bocelli singing "Ti prendera... il cuore... ti vincera..." in "Nel Cuore Lei"

Authorized By ZBTRN;
@‎‏‎Copyright 2004
Unique Universe Queen, AHAZBTRN

All I wanna say..you...
تا حالا براتون پیش اومده که بدون اطمینان از موفقیتتون و تنها با تکیه بر اطمینانی که به خودتون دارین دست به انجام کاری بزنین
و مثل وقتی که میخواین از یه پل طنابی رد شین که تعادل نداره و هر لحظه احتمالش میره که بیفتین، فقط به انجام ِ کار فکر کنین و ذهنتون رو از حتی احتمال شکست و افتادن خالی کنین..؟
و بعدش که موفق میشید و برمیگردید به عظمت کاری که انجام دادین نگاه میکنین، احساس غرور کنین، به خودتون افتخار کنین که همچین کار بزرگی رو انجام دادین... تو این جور لحظه هاست که اعتماد به نفس آدم زیاد میشه و اطمینان به خودی که وقتای انجام کارهای حساس لازم داره شکل میگیره
تو این لحظه های یونیک!ای چشمای آدم برق میزنه
"...And suddenly the world is all brand new.."
و
"The World Is Yours!"
میتونه حس اش رو با یه
"OH! YEEAAAHH!"
ابراز کنه
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راه رفتن رو لبه ی تیغ باید کوتاه مدت باشه
تا جایی که بشه باید وضعیت رو
Stable
کرد

...

میدونین بزرگترین خواسته ی کسی که داره رو لبه ی تیغ راه میره چیه؟
اینکه وضعیتش
Stable
بشه
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All I wanna say....
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Unspeakable

Interesting... :D

These are actual answering machine answers recorded and verified by the World Famous International Institute of Answering Machine Messages. (And if they are not actual messages - they ought to be!)

1. Hi. This is John: If you are the phone company, I already sent the money. If you are my parents please send money. If you are my financial aid institution, you didn't lend me enough money. If you are my friends, you owe me money.

2. Hi. Now you say something.

3. Hi, I'm not home right now but my answering machine is, so you talk to it instead. Wait for the beep.

4. Hello. I am David's answering machine. What are you?

5. Hi. John's answering machine is broken. This is the Refrigerator.
Please speak very slowly, and I'll stick your message to myself with one of these magnets.

6. Hello, you are talking to a machine. I am capable of receiving messages. My owners do not need siding, windows, or a hot tub or time sharing, and their carpets are clean. They give to charity through their office and do not need their picture taken. If you're still with me, leave your name and number and they will get back to you.

7. This is not an answering machine this is a telepathic thought recording device. After the tone, think about your name, your reason for calling and a number where I can reach you and I'll think about returning your call.

8. Hi I am probably home. I'm just avoiding someone I don't like. Leave me a message, and if I don't call back, it's you!

9. Hi, this is George. I'm sorry I can't answer the phone right now. Leave a message, and then wait by your phone until I call you back.

10. If you are a burglar, then we're probably home cleaning our weapons right now and can't come to the phone. Otherwise, we probably aren't home and it's safe to leave a message.

11. Please leave a message. However, you have the right to remain silent. Everything you say will be recorded and will be used by us.

12. Hello, you've reached Jim & Sonya. We can't pick up the phone right now because we're doing something we really enjoy. Sonya likes doing it up & down, and I like doing it left to right in a circular motion.... ... real slow. So leave a message, and when we get done brushing our teeth we'll return your call.

...
"Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of curls... and just wanted to go to sleep forever?"...

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you know what's kept me goin' all these years?
the thought that one day... ...
Never mind.

-The what?

Silly.
Just the thought that maybe one day, I'd--
I could have a woman's arms wrapped around me... and her legs wrapped around me.
-And what?
That I could wake up in the morning and she'd still be there.
Smell of her.
All funky and warm.

---------- I finally gave up on it.

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From: "Scent of a Woman-The Movie"

Film festival's blunder leaves Pacino in wings
By Matt Born in Venice
(Filed: 08/09/2004)

Hollywood bosses are threatening to boycott the Venice film festival after a series of blunders culminated in Al Pacino being left without a seat for the world premiere of his latest film.

داشتم فولدر قدیمیها رو زیر و رو میکردم، اینو دیدم. قدیمیه، ولی قشنگه؛

How to Ask God a Gift?

Little Leroy came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner.
His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted.
"Mom, I want a bikefor my birthday."
Little Leroy was a bit of a troublemaker.
He had gotten into trouble at school and at home.
Leroy's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday.
Little Leroy, of course, thought he did.
Leroy's mother, being a Christian woman, wanted Leroyto reflect on his behavior over the last year.
"Go to your room, Leroy, and think about how you have behaved this year. Then write a letter to God and tell him why you deserve a bike for your birthday."
Little Leroy stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.

(Letter 1)
Dear God, I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend, Leroy.
Leroy knew that this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and started over.

(Letter 2)
Dear God, This is your friend Leroy. I have been a good boy this year and I would like a red bike for my birthday.
Thank you.
Your friend, Leroy.
Leroy knew that this wasn't true either. So, he tore up the letter and started again.

(Letter 3)
Dear God, I have been an "OK" boy this year. I still would really like a bike for my birthday.
Leroy.
Leroy knew he could not send this letter to God either. So, Leroy wrote a fourth letter.

(Letter 4)
God, I know I haven't been a good boy this year.I am very sorry. I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday. Please!
Thank you, Leroy.
Leroy knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get him a bike.
By now Leroy was very upset.
He went downstairs and told his Mom that he wanted to go to church.
Leroy's mother thought her plan had worked, as Leroy looked very sad.
"Just be home in time for dinner," Leroy's mother told him.
Leroy walked down the street to the church on the corner.
Little Leroy went into the church and up to the altar.
He looked around to see if anyone was there.
Leroy bent down and picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary.
He slipped it under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into the house,and up to his room.
He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen.
Leroy began to write his letter to God.

(Letter 5)
Listen God,I'VE GOT YOUR MAMA. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE.

!سلام

بعضی وقتها یه جمله ی قشنگ از یه کتاب باعث میشه بخرمش
فقط یه جمله
یا با دیدن 2 دقیقه از یه فیلم دلم میگه اون فیلم رو میخوام
فقط یه سکانس

آره خوب، یه چیز کوچیک تعیین کننده نیست، ولی نشوندهنده ی خیلی چیزها میتونه باشه
که بعدا ً یواش یواش خودشونو نشون میدن

مثل یه نگاه
که آدمو اغوا میکنه
مثل یه متلک غیر مستقیم اما واضح برای آدم.. که معنیش این باشه که ازت میخوام!!!! اگرچه دستم بهت نمیرسه.. تو که دستت میتونه برسه، برسونش

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تا حالا شده دلتون اونقدر برای کسی تنگ بشه که نتونین برای دیدنش طاقت بیارین و برید تو رؤیاهاتون، توی خاطرات دلپذیری که با هم داشتین پیداش کنین؟ پیداش کنین و از بودنش دل ِ تنگتون رو آروم کنین؟
یکی از تنها عکسهایی که ازش داشتین رو با ای-سی-دی-سی جلوتون باز کنین(چون توی ای-سی-دی-سی وقتی ماوس رو میبرین روی عکس، شبیه دست میشه و به حرکت دادنش میتونین حس کنین که دارین نازش میکنین)
بهش توی عکس خیره بشین و احساس کنین که خوتون دارید میبینیدش و عکس نیست... واقعا ً اون اونجاست
و در حالی که چشمهاتون ظاهرا ً دارن جلوتون رو میبینن، خودتون دارین ته دلتون ، با دل تنگ ِ گرفته ور میرین و هی قربون صدقه ی دوستتون میرین که "ای من قربونت برم! ای فدات بشم! نازنین! مـــــاه! خوشگلم! عسل ! خوردنی! کاش پیشم بودی... کاش مال من بودی.. ای قربون ِ اون ...ت بشم!..."
و همین طور که اشکه و اشک که هی از چشماتون سرازیر میشه، احساس کنید که اون دلیل دلتنگیتون، خواستنی ترین چیز ممکنه...؟
همینطور که فضای دیدتون با اشک براق تر شده و شما هم در اوج پروازید، به خودتون بگید که میدونید اون فرشته که مال شما نخواهد بود.. و یهو باز دلتون تنگتر شه و اون فرشته خواستنی تر... و اون تصویر براق تر
شفاف تر از آینه
شفاف تر از تصویر هایی که هر روز میبینید
شفاف مثل رؤیا
یه رؤیا که آرزوی دیدنشو داشتین
توی رؤیایی که انگار از همه طرف داره نور میباره
نور مثل مه تمام صحنه رو پر کرده
فرشته غرق در مه ِ نور، انگار آسمونه و رو ابرهایین
بوسه های شما رو از شما می دزده و مثل آهنربا از لبهاتون بیرون میکشه
آهنربایی خیلی قوی که حتی دست سنگین شما رو هم میتونه برای نوازش کشیده کنه
..
...
...اگه میشد مثل "آرو ِن و آراگون" بودین
...
اگه میشد حداقل یه روز ِ تمام سیر نگاهش می کردین
اگرچه هر چقدر بیشتر نگاهش کنین، مهر بیشتری رو احساس میکنید

اما این نگاه که سیری نمیشناسه
مگه میشه از نگاه فرشته سیر شد؟
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!پاشو بابا! پاشو
...زیاد هم درگیر نکنی خودتو بهتره! من که میدونم.. یه نگاهه و هزار تا دردسر .. یه لبخنده و صد روز دلتنگی
(...یک کاسه ماست بریز تو دریا )
:D
اگر چه من غزلیات شکسپیر رو خیلی بیشتر از تراژدی دوست دارم
!با همه ی اینها، پاشو
!ا ِ ! پاشو دیگه

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"Arwen"
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حالا یه کم هم عظمت ِ شکسپیر رو به رخ بکشم!!؛

"They that have power to hurt, and will do none,
That do not do the thing, they most do show,
Who moving others, are themselves as stone,
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow:

They rightly do inherit heaven’s graces,
And husband nature’s riches from expense,
They are the lords and owners of their faces,
..."

آنان که توان آزردن دارند و بر سر آنند که نیازارند
و آنچه را که کاملا ً نمایان است که بر آن قادرند، کمتر می کنند
آنهایی که دیگران را حرکت می دهند و بر می انگیزند، و خودشان مانند سنگ اند؛ تأثیر ناپذیر، سرد، و در آنچه مایه ی اغوا ست، کند و آهسته اند؛
،به درستی که آنان وارثان شکوه ملکوت اند
،آنها که ثروت و دولتی را که طبیعت به آنها ارزانی داشته با محافظت و صرفه جویی خرج می کنند
آنها اربابان و مالکان ِ چهره و ظاهر خویش اند
...

William Shakespeare
The Sonnets

WHOO-AA!!!
:>
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این هم یه قطعه از شلی؛

"LOVE’S PHILOSOPHY "
By: Percy Bysshe Shelley


I

The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the Ocean,
The winds of Heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.

Why not I with thine?

II

See the mountains kiss high Heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;

And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:

What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?

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از والتر ویتمن چیزی شنیدین؟
اینجا هم چند قطعه ازش؛

"TO YOU"


STRANGER, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me?
And why should I not speak to you?

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"A WOMAN WAITS FOR ME"


A WOMAN waits for me, she contains all, nothing is lacking,
Yet all were lacking if sex were lacking, or if the moisture of the right man were lacking.


Sex contains all, bodies, souls,
Meanings, proofs, purities, delicacies, results, promulgations,
Songs, commands, health, pride, the maternal mystery, the seminal
milk,
All hopes, benefactions, bestowals, all the passions, loves,
beauties, delights of the earth,
All the governments, judges, gods, follow’d persons of the earth,
These are contain’d in sex as parts of itself and justifications of itself.


Without shame the man I like knows and avows the deliciousness of his sex,
Without shame the woman I like knows and avows hers.


Now I will dismiss myself from impassive women,
I will go stay with her who waits for me, and with those women that are warm-blooded and sufficient for me,
I see that they understand me and do not deny me,
I see that they are worthy of me, I will be the robust husband of those women.


They are not one jot less than I am,
They are tann’d in the face by shining suns and blowing winds,
Their flesh has the old divine suppleness and strength,
They know how to swim, row, ride, wrestle, shoot, run, strike,
retreat, advance, resist, defend themselves,
They are ultimate in their own right- they are calm, clear, well-possess’d of themselves.


I draw you close to me, you women,
I cannot let you go, I would do you good,
I am for you, and you are for me, not only for our own sake, but for others’ sakes,
Envelop’d in you sleep greater heroes and bards,
They refuse to awake at the touch of any man but me.


It is I, you women, I make my way,
I am stern, acrid, large, undissuadable, but I love you,
I do not hurt you any more than is necessary for you,
I pour the stuff to start sons and daughters fit for these States, I press with slow rude muscle,
I brace myself effectually, I listen to no entreaties,
I dare not withdraw till I deposit what has so long accumulated within me.


Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself,
In you I wrap a thousand onward years,

On you I graft the grafts of the best-beloved of me and America,
The drops I distil upon you shall grow fierce and athletic girls, new artists, musicians, and singers,
The babes I beget upon you are to beget babes in their turn,
I shall demand perfect men and women out of my love-spendings,
I shall expect them to interpenetrate with others, as I and you interpenetrate now,
I shall count on the fruits of the gushing showers of them, as I count on the fruits of the gushing showers I give now,
I shall look for loving crops from the birth, life, death, immortality,
I plant so lovingly now.


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...
Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem,
I whisper with my lips close to your ear.

I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you.

...

There is no endowment in man or woman that is not tallied in you,
There is no virtue, no beauty in man or woman, but as good is in you,
No pluck, no endurance in others, but as good is in you,
No pleasure waiting for others, but an equal pleasure waits for you.
...


By: Walter Whitman

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این هم یه قطعه از وردزورث! که یه جورهایی منو یاد شکسپیر میندازه
خیلی رومانتیک و سنتیمنتاله

"PHANTOM OF DELIGHT"
By: William Wordsworth


SHE was a phantom of delight
When first she gleamed upon my sight;
A lovely apparition, sent
To be a moment’s ornament;
Her eyes as stars of twilight fair;
Like twilight’s too, her dusky hair;
But all things else about her drawn
From May-time and the cheerful dawn;
A dancing shape, an image gay,
To haunt, to startle, and waylay.


I saw her upon nearer view,
A spirit, yet a woman too!

Her household motions light and free,
And steps of virgin liberty;
A countenance in which did meet
Sweet records, promises as sweet;
A creature not too bright or good
For human nature’s daily food;

For transient sorrows, simple wiles,
Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.


And now I see with eye serene
The very pulse of the machine;
A being breathing thoughtful breath,
A traveller between life and death;
The reason firm, the temperate will,
Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill;
A perfect woman, nobly planned,
To warn, to comfort, and command;
And yet a spirit still, and bright
With something of angelic light.

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خوب اگه شما بخواین به ترتیب به این ها امتیاز بدین، به ترتیب کی ها رو میگین؟

م م م ... من اینجوری رتبه بندی می کنم؛ ......

1. شکسپیر
1. شکسپیر
1. شکسپیر
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2. وردزورث
3. شلی
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4. ویتمن


شما کدوم ها رو بیشتر دوست دارین؟