tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62041542012-02-12T13:07:48.392-05:00RoomAtArlesJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comBlogger9431100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-6553579556861923332012-02-12T13:07:00.002-05:002012-02-12T13:07:48.398-05:00
Langston Hughes on "when Harlem was in vogue"
It was a period when, at almost every Harlem upper-crust dance or party, one would be introduced to various distinguished white celebrities there as guests. It was a period when almost any Harlem Negro of any social importance at all would be likely to say casually: "As I was remarking the other day to Heywood--," meaning Heywood Broun. Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-21312093442760776892012-02-09T19:56:00.000-05:002012-02-09T19:56:05.560-05:00and the new discipline called behavioral economics has been studying whether people really do behave as the simplified model anticipated; their studies show only two groups in society actually behave in a rationally self-interested way almost in all experimental situations: one is the economists themselves, the other is psychopaths. hahahahahaa!Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-5196222562482633532012-01-24T13:21:00.002-05:002012-01-24T13:21:28.605-05:00The prosperity of our people rests really on the oil in the Persian Gulf, the rubber and tin of Malaya, and the gold, copper and precious metals of South- and Central Africa. As long as we have access to these; as long as we can realize the investments we have there; as long as we trade with this part of the world, we shall be prosperous. If the communists [or anyone else] were to take them over,Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-27718496027436741112011-12-29T18:40:00.001-05:002011-12-29T18:41:07.535-05:00SOME say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-86721036472243240452011-12-21T16:17:00.000-05:002011-12-21T16:17:00.900-05:00The Ecchoing Green
The Sun does arise,
And make happy the skies.
The merry bells ring
To welcome the Spring.
The sky-lark and thrush,
The birds of the bush,
Sing louder around,
To the bells chearful sound.
While our sports shall be seen
On the Ecchoing Green.
Old John with white hair
Does laugh away care,
Sitting under the oak,
Among the old folk,
They laugh at our play,
And soon Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-226140627499762762011-12-21T16:13:00.001-05:002011-12-21T16:14:02.926-05:00That was a way of putting it—not very satisfactory:
A periphrastic study in a worn-out poetical fashion,
Leaving one still with the intolerable wrestle
With words and meanings.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-43675684311009423342011-12-20T13:55:00.000-05:002011-12-20T13:55:11.518-05:00she turned her back to the diverting spectacle on the silent screen where the evening news led off with the inevitable skeletal parade scantily tailored in garments of pounded bark against an arid landscape, distant Mozambique this time, a woman with milkless dugs lofting a child deprived of food had there been any by a mouth fungus in the swelling vanguard of Africa's twenty eight million famineJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-64154535745221121292011-12-19T23:16:00.000-05:002011-12-19T23:16:00.489-05:00By the shores of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood the wigwam of Nokomis,
Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis.
Dark behind it rose the forest,
Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees,
Rose the firs with cones upon them;
Bright before it beat the water,
Beat the clear and sunny water,
Beat the shining Big-Sea-Water.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-23409282684738465552011-12-05T15:47:00.000-05:002011-12-05T15:47:09.143-05:00what you seek in vain for, half your life, one day you come full upon, all the family at dinner. You seek it like a dream, and as soon as you find it you become its prey.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-80800162708348498132011-11-06T12:09:00.002-05:002011-11-06T12:09:57.257-05:00the nullity of experience in relation to the search for an absoluteJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-90203408359061626602011-10-26T18:53:00.003-04:002011-10-26T19:03:27.897-04:00
Invisible Exports from Pat Noecker on Vimeo.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-87491308596495630252011-10-20T12:56:00.003-04:002011-10-26T19:33:48.402-04:00
«ما خر در چمنی هستیم. هر که در است ما دالانیم و هر که خر است ما پالانیم. خدا کند که از علف چریدن نیفتیم.»Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-46578675187049434172011-10-05T11:15:00.002-04:002011-10-05T11:15:29.822-04:00"A republic if you can keep it"Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-86928696614755304592011-09-11T00:44:00.000-04:002011-09-11T00:44:05.179-04:00my destiny as best I may, knowing well the resistless might of necessity
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-46230397178697073242011-06-06T20:37:00.000-04:002011-06-06T20:37:34.890-04:00fucking dumb highway patrol....fucking useless highway police.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-84941241307854629902011-05-14T02:24:00.001-04:002011-05-14T02:25:18.678-04:00
Tonight, one will discover a conglomerate of flames if one is to look at Kosciuszko Bridge.
But why would our little friends be interested in looking at such dependable infragile determinations?Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-48556289728925044892011-04-23T13:06:00.002-04:002011-04-23T13:06:50.228-04:00every fascism is an index of a failed revolution.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-2717250525490505532011-04-23T12:13:00.000-04:002011-04-23T12:13:29.976-04:00
خشک آمد کشتگاه مندر جوار کشت همسايه .گرچه میگويند :« میگريند روی ساحل نزديکسوگواران در ميان سوگواران .»قاصد روزان ابری ، داروگ ! کی میرسد باران ؟بر بساطی که بساطی نيست ،در درون کومهی تاريک من که ذرّهای با آن نشاطی نيستو جدار دندههای نی به ديوار اتاقم دارد از خشکيش میترکد- چون دل ياران که در هجران ياران –قاصد روزان ابری ، داروگ ! کی میرسد باران ؟Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-53205557229254468712011-03-24T17:08:00.001-04:002011-03-24T17:10:42.179-04:00
The Paradoxes Of Love
What is sweetest in love is her tempestuousness;
Her deepest abyss is her most beautiful form;
To loose ones way in her is to touch her close at hand;
To die of hunger for her is to feed and taste;
Her despair is assurance;
Her sorest wounding is all curing;
To waste away for her sake is to be in repose;
Her hiding is finding at all hours;
To languish for her Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-73221644770538183802011-03-08T16:23:00.000-05:002011-03-08T16:23:24.090-05:00
Here precisely is what has become a fatality for Europe - together with the fear of man we have also lost our love of him, our reverence for him, our hopes for him, even the will to him. The sight of man now makes us weary - what is nihilism today if it is not that? - We are weary of man. Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-17145918875294207212011-02-12T14:04:00.002-05:002011-02-12T14:04:11.386-05:00The time for petty politics is past: the very next century will bring with it the struggle for mastery over the whole earth.
-1886Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-59342357279050805292011-01-19T11:53:00.002-05:002011-01-19T11:54:10.892-05:00The good fortune or misfortune of lovers is that they quickly forget their good fortunes or misfortunes.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-67323205046014067412011-01-13T13:43:00.002-05:002011-01-13T13:43:40.601-05:00we've had enough of being carried away by our enthusiasms. It's high time we grew sensible. And all this, all this life abroad, and all this West of yours is just a delusion, and all of us abroad are a delusion.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-77790885484034068552010-12-29T15:30:00.002-05:002010-12-29T17:42:17.982-05:00
let me add that in every idea of genius or in every new human idea, or, more simply still, in every serious human idea born in anyone's brain, there is something that cannot possibly be conveyed to others, though you wrote volumes about it and spent thirty five years in explaining your idea; something will always be left that will obstinately refuse to emerge from your head and will remain Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-58905267889542743492010-12-22T16:56:00.002-05:002010-12-22T16:56:35.319-05:00
the beautiful bodies of twenty-year-olds which should go nakedJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-32769702390946866982010-12-10T22:50:00.000-05:002010-12-10T22:50:38.221-05:00... this world no longer concerns you, ariel panero. good bye...
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-86072274141648854152010-12-02T12:47:00.004-05:002010-12-02T12:49:18.447-05:00How many pessimists end up by desiring the things they fear, in order to prove that they are right?Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-60972427318140634112010-11-20T11:50:00.002-05:002010-11-20T11:57:11.291-05:00There are few of us who have not sometimes wakened before dawn, either after one of those shameless nights that make us almost enamoured of death, or one of those nights of horror and misshapen joy, when through the chambers of the brain sweep phantoms more terrible than reality itself, and instinct with that vivid life that lurks in all grotesques, and that lends to Gothic art its enduring Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-43546021856038264122010-11-16T15:00:00.001-05:002010-11-16T15:02:31.210-05:00To stab my youth with desperate knives, to wearthis paltry age's gaudy livery,to let each base hand filch my treasury,to mesh my soul within a woman's hair,and be mere Fortune's lackeyed groom, - I swearI love it not! these things are less to methan the thin foam that frets upon the sea,less than the thistledown of summer airwhich hath no seed: better to stand alooffar from these slanderous foolsJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-84157469859949141652010-11-14T23:05:00.002-05:002010-11-14T23:07:11.795-05:000: life
1: imaginary
2: fear
3: trade
4: music
why do I make movies? I would rather do nothing if I could, than doing what I am - making movies. But I cannot bear doing nothing; and since I am not a strong character, I make movies.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-8480231018532194862010-10-26T13:58:00.000-04:002010-10-26T13:58:07.034-04:00Brian Gibson, I am in love with you.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-71896850560237797682010-10-08T17:10:00.002-04:002010-10-08T17:48:44.854-04:00sometimes when you look into the abyss, the abyss looks back at you.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-83256091257835525672010-09-23T13:57:00.004-04:002010-09-23T13:58:14.426-04:00 ماشین روز قیامت
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-60420341416712757872010-09-22T00:19:00.002-04:002010-09-22T00:20:31.836-04:00"there have been times that we've adhered to certain questionable belief systems to get through airport security."Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-70790809153102780132010-09-02T15:14:00.000-04:002010-09-02T15:14:31.490-04:00 ZAHRA'S PARADISE Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-22250342740994851532010-08-30T02:03:00.000-04:002010-08-30T02:03:53.684-04:00"
As I said the other day, in a lot of old societies with warrior classes, the meaning of life was found in death. It seems that the old world value structure venerated, or at least wrote down in its history books, an attitude that usurped fear of death. It goes against the typical human response to life, which is to hoard it.
In On The Genealogy of Morals, Nietzsche writes an allegory of hawksJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-76193268209244357092010-08-27T01:57:00.002-04:002010-08-27T01:57:47.446-04:00It’s worth talking about Eye’s art not simply because he makes it, but because it’s an extension of the same creative brain that propels the Boredoms.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-15022711827279730442010-08-19T10:23:00.002-04:002010-08-19T10:23:55.002-04:00
Why give us the ability
to see consciously our destiny:
our love, our earthly happiness,
and to blissfully fancy
that we can ignore our foreboding?
Why give us, O Fate, the vision
to look each other in the heart,
to seek out, in the crush of crowds,
our true connection?
Oh, so many thousands of people
in their bland oblivion
barely even know their own hearts.
They wander aimlessly, run
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-5441690524972960382010-08-18T11:46:00.002-04:002010-08-18T11:46:19.338-04:00...I am not capable of close friendship: of two close friends, one is always the slave of the other, although frequently neither of them will admit it. I cannot be a slave, and to command in such circumstances is a tiresome business, because one must deceive at the same time.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-81574112818191906542010-08-11T15:35:00.001-04:002010-08-11T15:35:50.710-04:00an anonymous institutional employee who drove to work each morning in a long line of commuter cars and drove home each night and drank martinis... like several million middle-class, liberal, intellectual robots.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-39032611401850651092010-08-08T09:20:00.002-04:002010-08-08T09:20:40.577-04:00...cartwheeling across the landscape with you head in your hands.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-88091637023399615412010-08-02T15:36:00.000-04:002010-08-02T15:36:14.073-04:00Today, when tradition no longer prescribes anything for music, its enigmatic character emerges, weak and needy, like a question mark - one that admittedly becomes blurred the moment anyone asks it to confess what it actually is.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-66565119900495391652010-08-01T12:26:00.000-04:002010-08-01T12:26:16.149-04:00Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-51439928228169085422010-07-20T19:42:00.003-04:002010-07-20T19:45:43.180-04:00You tell Netscape, Pepsi and all the rest to take a hike and try to compete as a skater in the X-games. Your partners are pissed at you for jumping ship and they stop speaking to you. Upon arrival at the X-games registration you see that Netscape and Pepsi are the major sponsors of the event, and your boys are sitting in the sponsors’ booth with Tony Hawk and Christian Hosoi. They come over just Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-72743356424643038172010-07-17T23:49:00.009-04:002010-07-18T01:30:32.034-04:00
Don't you tell me that I'm fine...Cause I'll show you that you're blind.Don't you tell me that I'm fine...Cause I'll show you that you're blind.
***
High, high is the skyLow, low as it goesPurple dragons fly into your eyes Milkshake shimmy, cry, and cry, and cryHigh, high as the skyLow, low as it goesWords that cut, slash, rip, and hypnotizeWhy'd you say those things? Why'd you lie?Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-57405081658446929222010-07-16T13:32:00.002-04:002010-07-16T13:39:38.680-04:00...despising obvious tourists...
...despising uncomfortable museum hyenas...
...despising wanna-be-cultured's and their anxiety...
...despising hollow interpretations of a piece on the wall and looking for affirmations from random passerby's...
...despising loud voices (loud noise is fine)...
...despising the advertised cooltour...Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-59517515890497624492010-06-28T17:02:00.002-04:002010-06-28T17:02:43.212-04:00Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-62167389389384851202010-06-24T22:41:00.000-04:002010-06-24T22:41:23.075-04:00eine Komodie in 6 Teilen um Gesellschaftsspiele voll Spannung, Erregung und Logik Grausamkeit und Wahnsinn ahnlich den Marchen die man Kindern erzahlt ihr Leben zum Tod ertragen zu helfenJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-40530103410389438962010-06-05T20:58:00.002-04:002010-06-05T20:58:31.009-04:00The whole of lower Hell is surrounded by a great wall, which is defended by rebel angels and immediately within which are punished the arch-heretics and their followers.And then,
the city of Dis, the stronghold of Satan, named after him... the deeper Hell of willful sin.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-3608140544355303292010-06-02T13:24:00.000-04:002010-06-02T13:24:21.007-04:00- Is hysteria a female malady? -
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-44512272837646244702010-05-31T14:47:00.001-04:002010-05-31T14:49:10.040-04:00- in time and place -
there is a heat wave in the room.there is an amalgam of heavy heat... a ceiling fan breeze...droning hollow chitchats in a cafe, social maladies, aversions animosities antipathies misanthropies. Isolation and self centrism creeps in like a bacteria fat and well-fed in this social heat and social humidity...the air I breath is heavy and humid, moist... gets stuck in my Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-47280910830225154532010-05-31T13:59:00.002-04:002010-05-31T13:59:54.327-04:00Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-29123000108144756912010-05-24T02:41:00.001-04:002010-05-24T02:41:03.035-04:00Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-68021847271107672472010-05-21T14:29:00.000-04:002010-05-21T14:29:59.962-04:00...
Such a fact clearly cannot manifest itself without affecting profoundly our moral constitution, for the evolution of mankind will develop in two utterly opposing direction, depending on whether we abandon ourselves to this tendency or whether we resist it. Yet, then, one question poses itself urgently: of these two directions, which one should we choose? It is our duty to seek to become a Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-57652985317284822802010-05-18T16:21:00.000-04:002010-05-18T16:21:00.568-04:00یک قصه بیش نیست غم عشق و این عجباز هر زبان که میشنوم این نامکرر استJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-434665867813942222010-05-15T15:35:00.001-04:002010-05-15T16:06:31.651-04:00
زمان به زنده بودن، و زنده بودن در آفریدن است
یک خالق در خلق خویش می ماند
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-57298163871557872432010-05-15T05:03:00.001-04:002010-05-15T05:04:10.612-04:00- Pin?
= Pin. The Pin?
- The Pin, yeah?
= The Pin is kinda a local spook story, yeah know the King Pin.
- Yeah, I've heard it.
= Same thing, he's supposed to be old, like 26. Lives in town.
- Dope runner, right?
= Big time. See the Pin pipes it from the lowest scraper for Brad Bramish to sell, maybe. Ask any dope rat where their junk sprang and they'll say they scraped it from that, who Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-706821729552638972010-05-12T18:32:00.000-04:002010-05-12T18:32:26.592-04:00Ain't it fun when you're always on the run
Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you've become
Ain't it fun when get so high that ... you just can't come
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young
It's such funGood fun, such fun, such fun
Good fun, such fun, such fun
Yeah fun, such fun, such
Ain't it fun when you're takin' care of number one
Ain't it fun when you feel like youJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-62419510336840036922010-05-10T19:33:00.000-04:002010-05-10T19:33:27.261-04:00- THE BULLET -
red light at Marcy and Park, Brooklyn
a gun shot
my passenger window shatters into pieces
screams
my mother bends down
my mother is not hit
my brother screams :
A BULLET
my boyfriend is mute
I drive into Myrtle and pull over
911
police report
anxiety
ambulance
horror
hopelessness
cling to life, dont let go
cling to life when you are scared
anxiety
fuck project housings and its Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-25683886676738742032010-05-08T01:41:00.002-04:002010-05-08T01:41:33.797-04:00- Weighing .... and Wanting -
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-54748285053800818972010-05-06T19:00:00.000-04:002010-05-06T19:00:40.524-04:00- first stages of Trinity -
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-66723378652993069272010-05-06T17:23:00.002-04:002010-05-06T17:23:50.635-04:00Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-83042013239700184922010-05-05T22:06:00.002-04:002010-05-05T22:06:27.271-04:00
تو هم گهِ خاصی نبودی!
اصلاً مگر می شود گهِ خاصی بود؟ -با این همه فست فود و سیستم های پیشرفته ی فاضلابِ شهریِ همگانی
اصلاً
اصلاً مگر می شود چیزِ خاصی بود؟ -در این عصرِ پرشکوهِ جهانی سازی!
چه انتظار بی شرمانه ای!
...
می خواستی
از نردبان ترقی به بالای این مهِ همگانی صعود کنی
با ساعت سواچ و تی شرت یونیسف و کریس دی برگ و تحصیل و چند کلمه محاوره ی انگلیسی.
با چند آکورد گیتار و خشم های طوفانیِ چند Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-86194834632983185402010-05-05T19:05:00.003-04:002010-05-05T19:05:46.370-04:00he moved away from high art as the saving liberation to an acceptance of the mundane political sphere as the inevitable battleground for human freedomJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-76456676457773287262010-05-02T15:59:00.001-04:002010-05-02T15:59:20.370-04:00آی آدمها که در ساحل نشسته شاد و خندانید
یک نفر در آب دارد می سپارد جانJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-72411505505168292702010-04-25T23:47:00.002-04:002010-04-25T23:47:59.923-04:001961Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-36568545795171032702010-04-22T12:48:00.002-04:002010-04-22T12:48:13.165-04:00Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-91229618365635348442010-04-13T13:04:00.000-04:002010-04-13T13:04:43.248-04:00-From time to Capitalism-
"Keep up a high esteem of time and be every day more careful that you lose none of your time, than you are that you lose none of your gold and silver. And if vain recreation, dressings, feastings, idle talk, unprofitable company, or sleep be any of them temptations to rob you of any of your time, accordingly heighten your watchfulness." "Those that are prodigal of theirJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-92201224070023005252010-04-13T12:50:00.000-04:002010-04-13T12:50:52.691-04:00-From silence to Capitalism-
The commandment of silence has been, starting from the Biblical threat of punishment for every useless word, specially since the Cluncy monks, a favorite ascetic means of education in self-control. Baxter also speaks in detail of the sinfulness of unnecessary words.
What contemporaries felt as the deep melancholy and moroseness of the Puritans was the result of Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-5154206575757536292010-04-13T12:37:00.003-04:002010-04-13T12:38:49.991-04:00حرفهای تو زندونت را بزرگتر میکرد... همه رو با حرفهات تکه تکه میکردی و توی زندونت جا میدادی... تو نمیتونستی از اون بیرون بیای...قدرتش را نداشتی...این بود که میخواستی همه توی زندون تو باشن...پیروزی تو در اسارت دیگرون بود...! فقط تو این طور نبودی. همه این طور بودیم...یک حلقه از یک زنجیر دراز...تو اومدی و من رو از خودم خالی کردی. ارزشهام رو ازم گرفتی....ولی ارزشهای تازهای نداشتی که به من Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-83984929926556422302010-04-12T17:29:00.000-04:002010-04-12T17:29:18.726-04:00روانشناسی توده چیزی است جز روانشناسی فرد فرد آدمها و توده مثل آهن ربائی است که براده آهن را جذب میکندJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-59160538897136687752010-04-11T19:54:00.001-04:002010-04-11T19:54:34.192-04:00
Denmark Introduces Harrowing New Tourism Ads Directed By Lars Von TrierJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-73554196164391642542010-03-29T21:49:00.000-04:002010-03-29T21:49:08.207-04:00For in fact what is man in nature?
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-32870990674375114222010-03-25T12:25:00.003-04:002010-03-25T12:26:06.998-04:00
Protest is when I say this does not please me.
Resistance is when I ensure what does not please me occurs no more.
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-5279244577205681252010-03-23T19:37:00.000-04:002010-03-23T19:37:35.541-04:00Grüsse mir Wotan, grüsse mir Wallhall - Doch von Wallhall's spröden Wonnen sprich du wahrlich mir nicht.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-50154741184366161432010-03-23T02:10:00.002-04:002010-03-23T02:10:54.517-04:00i am fucking aggressive tonight
i am itching meself all over tonight
i am bored tonightJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-48917252914221997452010-03-12T19:03:00.003-05:002010-05-12T18:34:03.151-04:00- THE YELLOW DOGS -
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-35492187818526567102010-03-10T19:07:00.001-05:002010-03-10T19:07:07.654-05:00It is not from the benevolence of the butcher, the brewer or the baker, that we expect our dinner, but from their regard to their own self interest. We address ourselves, not to their humanity but to their self-love, and never talk to them of our own necessities but of their advantages.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-57798417251045764582010-03-10T16:19:00.000-05:002010-03-10T16:19:55.187-05:00It is one of the fundamental characteristics of an individualistic capitalistic economy that it is rationalized on the basis of rigorous calculation, directed with foresight and caution toward the economic success which is sought in sharp contrast to the hand-to-mouth existence of the peasant, and to the privileged traditionalism of the guild craftsman and of the adventurers' capitalism, orientedJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-65534415358255332002010-03-10T14:45:00.004-05:002010-03-10T14:55:58.447-05:00Synchronicity
the more the state is 'worshiped', the more freedom and morality are suppressed
how do collective unconscious, as in archetypes, and collective consciousness, as in religion, differ?
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-92175921595147020532010-03-09T10:56:00.002-05:002010-03-09T10:56:59.415-05:00Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-7138882620920731762010-02-28T02:01:00.000-05:002010-02-28T02:01:45.276-05:00:نادرپور، شاعر تصویرپردازی، میپرسهتا کی چشم یار رو به نرگس تشبیه کنیم؟تا کی لب او را به لعل؟تا کی الگوی خیال پردازی ما اینست؟
از آینه و مرگ و پیری مملو است شعرهایش، خالی از تفسیر و تعبیر است زبانش ناامیدی اجتماعی تاریخی بعد از ۲۸ مرداد و شکست سیاسی عظیم اونموقع ، آغشته به رمانتیسم ادبیاتی شعر نو و اندوه و مرگ آندیشی حاصل از آن شد: ما کودکان زود به پیری رسیده ایم
نادرپور میگفت شاعر نباید خودش را Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-38465974235252856352010-02-27T17:13:00.005-05:002010-02-27T17:15:27.383-05:00
Counter-Revolution and Revolt in Iran: An Interview with Iranian Political Scientist Hossein BashiriyehBy: Danny Postel with Hossein Bashiriyeh
Hossein Bashiriyeh is one of post-revolutionary Iran’s key political thinkers. Known as the father of political sociology in Iran, he has influenced, through his voluminous writings and his 24 years teaching political science at the University of Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-43170265404659310142010-02-26T14:56:00.005-05:002010-02-27T17:25:11.919-05:00یکی نوشته:
شهر نو ویران شد
هنوز شاه سقوط نكرده بود كه خانههای "زال ممد" درخيابان جمشيد تهران سقوط كرد. در همان اولين روزهای سقوط نظام شاهنشاهی، شهرنو را با حكم آيتالله خلخالی و با بلدوزر ويران كردند. مالك اوليه زمين بسياری از آن 100 تا 150 خانه كوچك و پراتاقی كه مثل لانه زنبور ديوار به ديوار هم ساخته شده بود "زال محمد" بود. از قمار بازها و پااندازههای قديمیو مشهور زمان پهلوی اول درتهران.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-77104393291577779712010-02-24T21:14:00.000-05:002010-02-24T21:14:19.134-05:00خسرو (روح الله) حسینیانخسرو؟؟؟ مرتیکه کدّی. حمّالJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-45776802178566320912010-02-24T04:52:00.001-05:002010-02-24T05:11:14.785-05:00sleep is a fugitive rebel tonight
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-89741107543401922602010-02-23T16:29:00.001-05:002010-02-23T16:29:37.671-05:00Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-88417704748240056442010-02-23T16:07:00.001-05:002010-02-24T05:23:06.279-05:00Night of the electionTehran University Attacks as seen by the Special Guard Forces and Basij
Early evening of the election Kamiar, Ray and I laying down on the grass; long cold bruised North-Eastern winter is gone and the change is in the air; it is warm;fills you with warm breaths and makes your interior warm. We are young, we arecareless as much as we can afford. We each have 28,26 and 27 Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-37317266529643658642010-02-21T12:53:00.002-05:002010-02-21T12:53:25.604-05:00
Factory of Martyrs - Trailer from Fabrica on Vimeo.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-38081182106486990492010-02-21T12:45:00.000-05:002010-02-21T12:45:56.290-05:00 هنر انقلاب
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-37705236756308177162010-02-20T12:58:00.004-05:002010-02-20T13:19:39.719-05:00 من چه كار كنم با چهل و هشت سال سن؟ زمين دارم كه كشاورزي كنم؟ ديگر كجا كار كنم؟ به جوانها كار نميدهند، به من كار ميدهند؟ هي ميگفت من چه كار كنم از اين به بعد؟
صبح شنبه كه بعدازظهرش حسني خود را دار زد با همكاران رفتيم كارخانه تا اجازه ندهيم ابزار توليدمان را ببرند. به سه راه كنف كار كه رسيديم ديديم چند وانت پر از سرباز و نيروهاي ضد شورش به سمت كارخانه در حركتند. وقتي به كارخانه رسيديم ما را Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-31160195517688151602010-02-17T11:24:00.000-05:002010-02-17T11:24:27.292-05:00کشوری مثل فرانسه که محل اصلی صادرات و واردات رهبران و خائنین به ایران است، و بهترین رابطه را با ایران داشت و از احمدشاه تا رضا شاه و فرح پهلوی و مرحوم مصدق و هویدا و بنی صدر و آیت الله خمینی و رجوی و احتمالا در آینده احمدی نژاد و دیگران از آنجا به ایران آمدند یا از ایران به آنجا رفتند، چگونه در طول یک فاصله کوتاه زمانی از یک کشور دوست و نزدیک، به یک تولید کننده جاسوس تبدیل می شود؟Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-76684956576646461862010-02-16T11:06:00.001-05:002010-02-16T11:06:18.041-05:00Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-66020873999774405082010-02-13T09:59:00.001-05:002010-02-13T09:59:58.904-05:00Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-77976651993081196902010-02-13T09:55:00.001-05:002010-02-13T09:55:16.580-05:00Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-90903722302116511782010-02-12T12:40:00.003-05:002010-02-12T12:44:05.802-05:00google latlong ; so is said.
The white buses continue on for kilometers in the vicinity of Azadi sq.
The segregation in the crowd in the square is due to blockades and security force lines.Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-8912336756263852172010-02-12T12:32:00.002-05:002010-02-12T12:32:49.514-05:00....
زمستان رسیده است، سالگرد انقلاب چون شب سمور گذشت و لب تنور گذشت، ولیمه تمام شد. اما بوی نم هنوز در مشام هاست. احتشام دیوان بهترست به اصلاح بنائی بیندیشد که به چند موزائیک بندست. که تفال زدم حافظ فرمود:
سایه ای بر دل ریشم فکن ای گنج روانکه من این خانه به امید تو ویران کردمJeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-70732730053584422192010-02-12T10:51:00.000-05:002010-02-12T10:51:50.627-05:00I cannot verify
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-14146443943204842642010-02-11T10:46:00.001-05:002010-02-11T10:47:11.579-05:00۲۲ بهمن
تهران
Who knows the story of these buses?
Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204154.post-53054076497561352252010-02-11T10:04:00.004-05:002010-02-11T10:10:23.101-05:00
انقلاب مُرده بود، زنده باد انقلابسه شنبه 26 خرداد ماه سال 1388
انقلاب مُرده بود، زنده باد انقلاب مازیار سمیعی
بیست سال پیش، حول و حوش همین روزها ایران سیاهپوش شده بود. ماتم عمومی و عزای حقیقی نه فقط برای مرگ رهبر، کشته شدن هزاران فرزند سرزمین و ویرانی کشور از پس جنگ، که ناخودآگاه از برای آرمان هایی هم بود که در منازعه قدرت پس از انقلاب و شرایط جنگی کشور اندک اندک رنگ باخته بودند. تا سال ها Jeiran Jhnhttps://profiles.google.com/115370423323737806552noreply@blogger.com