Just not to forget

Petrichor.

Chopin

Almost one of the first things that stroke me about death was this picture of Frederic Chopin's death mask in his wikipeida page, which is an actual cast of his face I think. There is nothing artistically special about this picture or statue for all that matters, but there is something in it that stayed with me for a long time. Such a music that is so alive today created by one great man who is long deceased. I draw this picture of his mask from memory, listening to Nocturne 20.

  

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حالی‌ست حال توسعه که هیچش کناره نیست

اگر ایران در حال توسعه یه* پس کی این حال توسعه تموم می‌شه؟ خسته شدیم ازین همه توسعه. کی مثلا میان می‌گن از امروز این حال از اون حالا نیست، حالش نیست، کونا رو بدیم هوا، ویگن گوش بدیم؟ کی؟

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* از مشهد

My Rant

Hormones are bunch of assholes!
Have you ever thought about that most of your behaviors, or some, are controlled by bunch of chemicals?
I mean, if you are a male and reading this you know exactly what I'm talking about. I'm sure you can recall hundreds of times that you can't concentrate on your work because some asshole hormone decided to kick in your blood from your balls. Or you are generally sad and thinking about the most stupid question of history that what is the purpose of life, simply because some lazy chemicals don't want to be in your body and made you wondered and depressed.
It is almost impossible to always stay on the rational side, so sometimes ask yourself that maybe to some degree you are avatars of these chemicals at the moment.

Schrödinger's Email

A part of an email that I received today.

"You receive this E-mail because your contract is ready. If you do not receive, your contract is not ready yet."

so the sender thinks you're gonna receive this email and read it, if you're not receiving this email.

today is our future.

Instead of chasing some elusive happiness, perhaps it's better to prepare pleasant memories for the future!

from:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/We_All_Loved_Each_Other_So_Much

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