One - Day - Old Friendship
Who has the courage to say that you are not my friend....you are...and you are one the good ones......You were always in constraint but at the end you just say just one little word and that's funny.....
Even when you know you are going to be finished.....you are a good friend, My friend.....Those eyes.what a shock, don't you agree, despite our differences we get along very quickly. You are very kind and popular
You know when someone wants the other a bless....wants it like
you.....do you know that... friend? do you !? you have nothing that
can't be used...that's very weird.
Your madness....is etched in my mind......You are a symbol of freedom....you are well-known for that and everyone who has you for a while talks about it.....you may kill yourself if they don't send you free, My friend.....those eyes
I've seen it with my own eyes and if it wasn't for that I've never believed in you as a symbol.....you were breaking your legs....you fight hard for it, My friend....Those eyes
I clearly remember the last moments of our friendship....those eyes....you want to come with me out of the house....you want to have the joy of being free....as if I were, as if we are....why I feel so grudged about you......
when I left you were there.....when I came back from class....yes you were not in the sight....but you know... your smell was there.....and you...... like the floating air, yeah like it, you were spread away to every other house......to have the fun with them....did you understand why I'm so embarrassed....because you are free at last and I'm still here......My friend and Those eyes.....
For the One - Day - Old Friend of Mine, The Sheep
Emptiness, The Me and The You
that's simple...and I don't know why...I think I'm a sinusoid wave that goes up and down and so it's easy to understand... now I'm in the zero spot .
Last week at a time like this I was walking on the bridge to Eraqaat that I see You Coming up. what a beautiful scene....It's mine but I really want to share it to the others
You were dancing and coming up from the darkest nowhere that every man will have the fear in his heart to check it. You Step up with every step of me and with every step you get near.
My heartbeats went high when I think of touching you and I wish no one see me while doing that.....But the moment I was ready to catch you...you disappeared....
It was my friend's cry that woke me up on edge of the bridge... I was standing and you were under me...In a moment of hopelessness I was jumping off the bridge to the dark river because I've thought you left me behind....You Bastard...
We've been gathered again...but you still are more energetic than me after the match. when we were turning left to the yellow colored alley by the bulbs...you went up the nearest building and start shaking your hand for me...You Bastard...
The Me and The You...My Naughty Shadow that never stops following and torturing me
Reza and The Shadow
Rubik's Pain or Confession of a Puzzled Mind
I find it difficult to start from a point. I feel I'm heavy but I have nothing in my mind a exactly nothing that is killing me. It's like a virtual virginity that You have thought might not be raped but it has.
So what... that's a bare truth everyone should understand one day....nothng's COMPLETE even a nothing...but why it is so harmful...why it makes you drive crazy in less than a week.....
the first word in my mind is addiction.....
no it's not for me.... maybe there are many who can't live without the addictive but they will hardly ever open their eyes to the truth....they are Blindness Seekers......happy people who don't like to see
Most of the time we can't understand the difference...both are warm and make you happy....both are painful and make you cry
many similarities and a slight little difference....one needs Wisdom and the other don't...maybe I were in the path of passion and not love
These days I'm testing people's patience...they response so harsh to my gambling games....think that I'm a kid playing with them... as if I am and they know it why they don't play with me instead of insistence in their instant request
maybe I don't have enough patience but if it's true then why I feel heavy
Sometimes you need to stop and rest for a while....solving a problem or winning a maze....you must know that it has never been easy and the knowledge itself reveals pain... It does not matter how many times you will see a dead end...you can rest and then stand again....life is not easy
We have been created in pain so why we are cheating....
Peace in Cover of War
I should have listened to Mehdi (an older friend) when he warns me: "don't allow him to surround You.". now I know what he means.
he starts talking till he make me tired of everything. now I know why it's happening. I have a weak personality and he is the one that has all those good things...creativity...courage.... so I have to let him out.
think about it...now my child inside is not listening to me and he talks for himself without permission and that's happening because of my weakness.
When an event happens and it makes me sad like losing friends or some executions of justice...he comes out to make the things right...so he actually is helping me to escape from the bad moments of my life but with all those dreams that he make out of me and it's not the real thing.
Reza and the Child Inside.
The Start or The End
The beginning is always hard.I don't know what to say.I have always written for myself and I'm going to do it here too. But writing for yourself don't mean you don't like to hear or be heard.
I believe in many things and I'm confused about many more things. I'm going to write about them...with simple words...stories..memories and more.
I like to be seen but that don't mean I'm jealous that there are celebs out there. this is going to be what I will show the others and say without saying that this is me.... and this is my thoughts and interests.
Reza
.note: *Beginning by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Free Art
Primal Series
Represented by:Monkdogz Urban Art, New York
**Beginning by Steve Hanks