tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72272592011-04-22T06:32:13.444+04:30As complex as the simple .... As simple as the Complex ....ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.comBlogger1731100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1138080144458675112006-01-24T08:50:00.000+03:302006-01-24T08:56:38.763+03:30<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4889/434/1600/ABS14(Small).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4889/434/320/ABS14%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://alirezaranjbar.fotopages.com/">http://alirezaranjbar.fotopages.com/</a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-113808014445867511?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1137702336936882732006-01-19T23:53:00.000+03:302006-01-19T23:55:36.946+03:30Being stronge doesn't mean you shouldn't rest, but you should know the correct way for your rest.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-113770233693688273?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1137106316085423662006-01-13T02:17:00.000+03:302006-01-13T02:21:56.096+03:30How long has it been? I forgot my password and it stopped. I found it now.<br />I don't know how. Amazing!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-113710631608542366?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1103660901094263942004-12-21T23:56:00.000+03:302004-12-21T23:58:21.093+03:30Have you ever looked into an abyss? <br />A long look ... <br />After spending sometime doing this, you'll notice a known look somewhere deep in the abyss. <br />It's you, finally looking yourself. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-110366090109426394?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1100790542148227432004-11-18T18:35:00.000+03:302004-11-18T18:39:02.146+03:30I saw something to write when I was under the shower. <br />But I cannot remember it now. :D <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-110079054214822743?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1100630758342341782004-11-16T22:14:00.000+03:302004-11-16T22:15:58.343+03:30I like photography. <br />I can live my life taking pictures. <br />I can live my life watching pictures that I've taken till now. <br />I can. <br />I do not. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-110063075834234178?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1100582891839236032004-11-16T08:54:00.000+03:302004-11-16T08:58:11.840+03:30Ask me: "What do you know?" and I'll answer : "Nothing!" <br />Ask me "Is there anything you wanna know?" and I'll answer : "No!" <br />Ask me "Is there anything that you don't know?" What would be my answer? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-110058289183923603?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1100263880588121392004-11-12T16:18:00.000+03:302004-11-12T16:21:20.586+03:30Have you taken your wisdom teeth out? <br />There're some with enough space in their mouth to save it. <br />I don't know when will be my time to take it out. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-110026388058812139?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1099545596430374022004-11-04T08:47:00.000+03:302004-11-04T08:49:56.430+03:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109954559643037402?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1099283691819527742004-11-01T08:02:00.000+03:302004-11-01T08:04:51.820+03:30Today is my birthday, too. <br />I try to make everyday my birthday. <br />I've been successful till now. ;-) <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109928369181952774?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1098460878589969572004-10-22T19:28:00.000+03:302004-10-22T19:31:18.590+03:30What's the meaning of having meaning? <br />Have you ever searched for the meaning of something? <br />Does it exist? Or we just give the meaning to it? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109846087858996957?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1098301887791858932004-10-20T23:07:00.000+03:302004-10-20T23:21:27.790+03:30Today there was again another discussion about good and bad, positive and negative and of course the life ... that stupid discussion about the meaning of life. <br />Again I seemed odd to the mob. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109830188779185893?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1098216033737569662004-10-19T23:24:00.000+03:302004-10-19T23:30:33.736+03:30You want something, talk about it. <br />You want Nothing, keep silence. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109821603373756966?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1098197256306438212004-10-19T18:15:00.000+03:302004-10-19T18:17:36.306+03:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109819725630643821?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1098006393571565052004-10-17T13:13:00.000+03:302004-10-17T13:16:33.570+03:30There're times we've said "Goodbye" before saying "Hello". <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109800639357156505?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1097753082221164182004-10-14T14:51:00.000+03:302004-10-14T14:54:42.223+03:30Count your age from when you were born. <br />Wish you be : <br />One moment old with thousands years of knowledge and wisdom. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109775308222116418?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1097697795971579052004-10-13T23:25:00.000+03:302004-10-13T23:33:15.973+03:30There's no limitations in going right or left. <br />But you cannot turn back. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109769779597157905?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1097008841116634682004-10-06T01:06:00.000+03:302004-10-06T00:10:41.116+03:30When will you say : "This is where I meant to be." ? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109700884111663468?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1096952671519118682004-10-05T08:33:00.000+03:302004-10-05T08:34:31.520+03:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109695267151911868?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1096834516402377602004-10-03T23:41:00.000+03:302004-10-03T23:45:16.403+03:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109683451640237760?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1096502676687006832004-09-30T03:34:00.000+03:302004-09-30T03:34:36.686+03:30It's an amazing world ... <br />Reality depends on our wills and fears ...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109650267668700683?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1096502602733349682004-09-30T03:33:00.000+03:302004-09-30T03:33:22.733+03:30You know the truth! <br />There's no truth at all.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109650260273334968?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1096231339365107462004-09-27T00:12:00.000+03:302004-09-27T00:12:19.366+03:30<strong>It's easy to say : "be strong." <br />And it's easier to be strong.</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109623133936510746?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1095792733909344312004-09-21T22:21:00.000+03:302004-09-21T22:22:13.910+03:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109579273390934431?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1095660987077293922004-09-20T10:40:00.000+04:302004-09-21T07:58:26.650+03:30Have you ever wished the world was the way you want? <br />You don't know what you want. <br />Know and the world will be that way. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109566098707729392?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1095452200378117322004-09-18T01:44:00.000+04:302004-09-18T00:46:40.376+04:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109545220037811732?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1095452052154515222004-09-18T01:39:00.000+04:302004-09-18T00:44:12.153+04:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109545205215451522?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1095446654778970132004-09-17T23:13:00.000+04:302004-09-17T23:14:14.776+04:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109544665477897013?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1095274705927971092004-09-15T23:27:00.000+04:302004-09-15T23:28:25.926+04:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109527470592797109?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1095184792463077452004-09-14T22:27:00.000+04:302004-09-14T22:29:52.463+04:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109518479246307745?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1094928511038039222004-09-11T23:17:00.000+04:302004-09-11T23:18:31.036+04:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109492851103803922?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1094403180418759312004-09-05T21:19:00.000+04:302004-09-05T21:23:00.416+04:30A new friend is coming. <br />Won't this one leave, just like others? <br />Anybody that I've trusted ,has ... <br />It doesn't matter. <br />I know I'll trust again. <br />I like humans. <br />I like my friends, even if they don't accept me as their friend. <br />And I like trusting. <br />I like trusting the one I love. <br />I will. <br />But, should I? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109440318041875931?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1094313361904538292004-09-04T20:25:00.000+04:302004-09-04T20:26:01.903+04:30Never move. <br />Even a single step. <br />Even in your thoughts. <br /> <br />Just keep on going. <br />Walk, jump, fly, do whatever you can do. <br />Even with your thughts or feelings. <br /> <br />And believe me, there's no difference between stoping or going. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109431336190453829?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1094313205643915202004-09-04T20:22:00.000+04:302004-09-04T20:23:25.643+04:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109431320564391520?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1094313150495847742004-09-04T20:21:00.000+04:302004-09-04T20:28:40.430+04:30I cannot remember when I started, but I know I'm going on. <br />I've seen so many stop signs, but I've kept on going. <br />I've seen so many red lights and danger signs and I've kept on going. <br />I've seen the "Road Closed"s and "Road End"s signs but I kept on going. <br />I've seen people in my way and have slowed down. <br />It's always amazing to be with people but I still prefer my way. <br />I've traveled with people but there's been always an end, and the end; when they've got to their destination or when they've found out that there's no end to my journy. <br />I don't like saying goodbye and I never. <br />Although it's always me standing watching somebody leaving. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109431315049584774?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1094237703504157992004-09-03T23:16:00.000+04:302004-09-03T23:25:03.503+04:30Less than two weeks to graduation ... <br />I love being in university ... <br />There're still many unspoken things and stories after 6 years ... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109423770350415799?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1094109244347144852004-09-02T11:08:00.000+04:302004-09-02T11:44:04.346+04:30I believe in Love. <br />I believe in love, of course in my own way. <br />I've told this many times : "I don't know what Love is." <br />Yeah ... You may say : "You believe in what you even don't know." <br />Sure ... I don't know what love is. <br />From my point of view, Love and Beliefe are both somewhere out of the area of "knowledge". <br /> <br />Love can be the being itself. <br /> <br />Bring it into knowledge and you've set the meaning for it. <br /> <br />I prefer even not to name it. Just like GOD, BEING, ME and ... <br />I believe them as one. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109410924434714485?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1094106916130364422004-09-02T10:55:00.000+04:302004-09-02T11:05:16.130+04:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109410691613036442?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1094064458604635052004-09-01T22:51:00.000+04:302004-09-01T23:17:38.603+04:30I love the craps I've told and written. <br />Do you know why? <br />These are me. <br />Yeah ... it's always amazing to watch youself in any possible way. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109406445860463505?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1094021674173926012004-09-01T11:19:00.000+04:302004-09-01T11:24:34.173+04:30I've registered some <a href="http://www.sizdah.com/gallery.asp?Ad_poster=shoorabi">photos</a>. <br />Take a look at my photo <a href="http://www.sizdah.com/gallery.asp?Ad_poster=shoorabi">album</a>. <br />I update it almaost everyday. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109402167417392601?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093920232350793382004-08-31T07:12:00.000+04:302004-08-31T07:13:52.350+04:30Does we need a master? <br />How did the first one learn? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109392023235079338?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093754689955616662004-08-29T09:12:00.000+04:302004-08-29T09:17:13.696+04:30Never let anybody teaches you "Love". <br />Cause you'll be betrayed in the middle of your course, <br />by your teacher or yourself. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109375468995561666?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093683758305046892004-08-28T13:31:00.000+04:302004-08-28T13:32:38.306+04:30<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109368375830504689?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093678728832961572004-08-28T12:04:00.000+04:302004-08-28T12:08:48.833+04:30It's our beliefs and thoughts, our feelings and fears that mostly control our lives. <br /> <br />How could be world without these ? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109367872883296157?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093630295040456012004-08-27T22:39:00.000+04:302004-08-27T22:41:35.040+04:30Just an amazing image, although I usualy do not like images : <br />Sleeping lonely and waking up in the warm arms of the one you love the most ... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109363029504045601?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093621891932813972004-08-27T20:16:00.000+04:302004-08-27T20:21:31.933+04:30I've a stone Dragon ... <br />I know there've been times that he could fly ... <br />But now, he's just sitting on my table looking sadly to nowhere ... <br />Wish someday becomes alive again ... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109362189193281397?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093505939010395382004-08-26T12:03:00.000+04:302004-08-26T12:14:16.173+04:30I've a baby wolf. Have you ever seen one? With red deep eyes and sharp teeth? <br /> <br />He grows fast and people have problems with him. They had problems from the day he was born. Some may say : "Wow! what an amazing pet!" but when they come closer and specialy when they find out that he's not a pet, act just like others; going away or even sometimes running away. I don't know if there've ever been a time that people and wolves have lived together in harmony or not but I know, at least now; people cannot stand having a wolf in their society. Some of his strange behaviours and magical acts have been seen and although I've tried much to show him as usual as a dog but it seems that I've not been successful.He's free and this makes people afraid of him. <br /> <br />Maybe the love can be the cure. I love him but I've got the same problem that I had with trees. I don't know what love is. <br />Maybe love is to kill his soul and free his body. I don't know who built the deal that for being a part of the society, one should sacrifice the baby wolf. <br />Maybe love is to let him go away and die on his own. <br />Or maybe love is to take him to a desert or somewhere like that; to a desolate place with no people around and help him grow more and more till becomes a human, dragon, god or something of this kind. <br /> <br />I know what I wanna do. I wanna save him here, in the middle of society. I don't know if this is love. I don't know if I can. I'll do my best. <br /> <br />Have you ever had a baby wolf? What did you do with it? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109350593901039538?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093413884457302752004-08-25T10:33:00.000+04:302004-08-25T10:34:44.456+04:30Who can hurt you but yourself? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109341388445730275?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093368833190168562004-08-24T21:57:00.000+04:302004-08-24T22:03:53.190+04:30Everyday, trees give me their blessing. <br />Dropping a leaf over my shoulder or head, hand or leg. <br />And this happens everyday. <br />Maybe this is just a coincidence or maybe not. <br />It doesn't matter at all. <br />I love trees and this is all, this is all that matters. <br />It would be amazing if they love me, too. <br />But not loving me, cannot stop me from loving them. <br /> <br />And I still don't know what love is. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109336883319016856?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-109324856747807412004-08-23T12:35:00.000+04:302004-08-23T12:39:27.480+04:30Do you believe that you can fly? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-10932485674780741?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093175994283922062004-08-22T16:28:00.000+04:302004-08-22T16:29:54.283+04:30I've seen healers that cannot heal themselves. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109317599428392206?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093157761689138342004-08-22T11:16:00.000+04:302004-08-22T11:26:01.690+04:30To love or be loved? <br />Seraching for someone to love that one or to be loved by that one. (?!) <br />We cannot love ourselves the way we want. <br />So we wait for somebody to come and love us the way we cannot love ourselves. <br />Doesn't seem ridiculous ? <br /> <br />Love. <br />Specialy, Love yourself. <br />Love and there'll be no need to be loved. <br />There'll be no difference between giving or taking. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109315776168913834?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1093030742275884482004-08-21T00:08:00.000+04:302004-08-21T00:09:02.276+04:30Suns may die but not the Light. <br />This is the key to immortality. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109303074227588448?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092900350401744762004-08-19T11:18:00.000+04:302004-08-19T11:55:50.403+04:30We invented the causality. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109290035040174476?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092843946265821592004-08-18T20:12:00.000+04:302004-08-18T20:15:46.276+04:30You're not somebody's son or daughter ... <br />You're not somebody's mom or father ... <br /> <br />You've not been and You won't ... <br /> <br />Being knows no relation ... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109284394626582159?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092735232514231832004-08-17T14:01:00.000+04:302004-08-17T14:03:52.516+04:30Suggesting immortality to the one committing suicide. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109273523251423183?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092634115132436802004-08-16T09:55:00.000+04:302004-08-16T13:21:56.216+04:30You may mean the whole to yourself. <br /> <br />You may mean the high to yourself: <br />you mean the star. <br />you mean the ocean. <br /> <br />You may mean the low to yourself: <br />you mean the rubbish. <br />you mean the cadaver. <br /> <br />You may mean nothing to yourself. <br /> <br />You're the being. <br />You've no meaning. <br />How can you mean the the whole or nothing? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109263411513243680?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092600132166994392004-08-16T00:30:00.000+04:302004-08-16T00:32:12.166+04:30Let our Dreams build the world and not our Thoughts. <br /> <br />Dreams can power love. <br />Thoughts can only plan a love. <br />Dreams come out of ordinary. <br />Thoughts find the best way in usuals. <br />Dreams fly away from causality. <br />Thoughts just can work in causality. <br /> <br />Thoughts are not yours but Dreams can be. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109260013216699439?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092582885028828592004-08-15T19:43:00.000+04:302004-08-15T19:44:45.026+04:30Have you ever seen a leaf in the wind? <br />Most are the leave and a few wind. <br />But a wind is leaf, too. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109258288502882859?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092489989061467192004-08-14T17:54:00.000+04:302004-08-14T17:56:29.060+04:30Talk about your being, it will seem ridiculous. <br />The more accurate, the more ridiculous. <br /> <br /> <br />Think about the most ridiculous situations you've faced. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109248998906146719?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092458530997602012004-08-14T08:25:00.000+04:302004-08-14T09:12:10.996+04:30Don't escape, all of the universe wants you by your side. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109245853099760201?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092455507066157492004-08-14T08:17:00.000+04:302004-08-14T08:21:47.066+04:30They say : " Nature with seasons plays a cycle of life and deth." <br /> <br />Spring is birth. <br />Summer is youth. <br />Autumn is love. <br />And winter is bridal. <br /> <br />So where is death? <br />Seems like an immortality. ;) <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109245550706615749?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092320785284483122004-08-12T18:54:00.000+04:302004-08-12T18:56:25.283+04:30<strong>Name it and then it has died.</strong> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109232078528448312?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092295904893635012004-08-12T11:49:00.000+04:302004-08-12T12:01:44.893+04:30People say there's light. <br />It's out of light and darkness. <br /> <br />People say it's all good. <br />But it begins where good and bad ends. <br /> <br />People say that's the real happiness. <br />Although it's not misery or dream but it's not happiness and reality, too. <br /> <br /> <br />I'm one of them, And I'm proud of it ... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109229590489363501?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092294492043193692004-08-12T11:36:00.000+04:302004-08-12T11:38:12.043+04:30There're ones who drive all night without any sight just to get to an unknown site for a simple moment of insight. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109229449204319369?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092211856554358462004-08-11T12:38:00.000+04:302004-08-11T12:40:56.556+04:30Can you say that you're the one who runs the thoughts? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109221185655435846?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092201251651550422004-08-11T09:41:00.000+04:302004-08-11T09:47:14.943+04:30There are <strong>ones</strong> in times that have had attendance in their creation. <br />In humanity, they become <strong>prophet</strong>. <br />In silence, they become <strong>master-voodoo</strong>. <br />In nature, they become <strong>scientist</strong>. <br />In sense, they become <strong>lover</strong>. <br />In mind, they become <strong>philosopher</strong>. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109220125165155042?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092152481636207542004-08-10T20:05:00.000+04:302004-08-10T20:11:21.636+04:30If people could think without flying on their thoughts; <br />there was no sorrow, <br /> no pain, <br /> and always gain. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109215248163620754?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092110163564349952004-08-10T08:21:00.000+04:302004-08-10T08:26:03.563+04:30<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Mountain that trembles.</span></strong> <br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Ocean that never waves at all.</span></strong> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109211016356434995?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092109716384907252004-08-10T08:11:00.000+04:302004-08-10T08:18:36.383+04:30Nothing moves without the wish of move, even the earth. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109210971638490725?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092047626076283212004-08-09T15:01:00.000+04:302004-08-09T15:03:46.076+04:30You can let the world to be the way it is, Or you can change it. It doesn't matter. <br />Just remember that it's you who does matter and realy nothing else matters. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109204762607628321?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1092022671049997172004-08-09T08:05:00.000+04:302004-08-09T08:07:51.050+04:30I know Time passes by, <br />But not without your permission. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109202267104999717?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091955478991860842004-08-08T13:25:00.000+04:302004-08-08T13:27:58.990+04:30Searching, waiting, and becoming amazed of what you've found in a way that you may think that finally it has come to you. <br />Using all those old techniques to capture what you want? <br />These all are not the ways to find that "<span style="color:#ffffcc;">Something</span>", that "<span style="color:#ffffcc;">New</span>", that you've missed all of your life. <br />In these ways, you're lost. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109195547899186084?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091937274325235522004-08-08T08:13:00.000+04:302004-08-08T08:24:34.326+04:30Born like a usual man. <br />Grow like a usual man. <br />Know like a usual man. <br />Afraid like a usual man. <br />Feel sarrow like a usual man. <br />Think like a usual man. <br />Love like a usual man. <br />Ask like a usual man. <br />Die like a usual man. <br />Everybody, every usual man hates to be usual! <br />Trying to prove your unusuality? <br />It's a usual work! <br />Do what you wanna do, usual or unusual, it doesn't matter. <br />You'll become the unusual that you want. <br />Have a nice and naive unusuality! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109193727432523552?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091867293546324052004-08-07T12:54:00.000+04:302004-08-07T12:58:13.546+04:30May<strong> know</strong> the things nobody else knows. <br />I may <strong>do</strong> the things nobody else does. <br />It doesn't matter at all if I can't be the <strong>one</strong> I want. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109186729354632405?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091864151531580902004-08-07T12:03:00.000+04:302004-08-07T12:05:51.530+04:30One day in your life it's gonna find you. <br />One day in your life it's you who reminds you. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109186415153158090?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091784610763400312004-08-06T13:58:00.000+04:302004-08-06T14:00:10.763+04:30You can see if someone is in <strong>love</strong> or not. <br />There are <strong>ones</strong>, who can see if the love is in you or not. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109178461076340031?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091784499696475132004-08-06T13:56:00.000+04:302004-08-06T13:58:19.696+04:30When the "<strong>forever</strong>" has come and gone, <br />Some may come to this belief : <br />"Nothing can resist the time, even love." <br />I choose the first sentence! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109178449969647513?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091719563816547212004-08-05T19:54:00.000+04:302004-08-05T19:56:03.816+04:30You've never missed anyone in your life. <br />You've just missed the time you've had. <br />You've just missed the one you've been. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109171956381654721?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091719250404869992004-08-05T19:48:00.000+04:302004-08-05T19:50:50.403+04:30Never try. <br />There has never been a try. <br />Just do it. <br />You can or can not. <br />But never try. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109171925040486999?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091688608022753762004-08-05T11:14:00.000+04:302004-08-05T20:02:48.370+04:30<span style="color:#ffffff;">Have you ever been in a party? <br />Join the dance even if you don't know how to. <br /> <br />Like the tree, you can wave your hands as the branches in the wind. <br />With the earth, you can rotate around. <br />In harmony of the star, you can pulse. <br />But never gaze at that empty space,you'll be in, but stayed aside. <br />In that loneliness, if you saw the one standing gazing at the mob, believe me; it's your <strong>GOD</strong>. <br /> <br />Join the dance even if you don't know how to. <br />There've been many in the same situation. <br />Noone survived, as always and forever. </span> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109168860802275376?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091615748110019742004-08-04T15:04:00.000+04:302004-08-04T15:05:48.110+04:30There can be miracles when you believe. <br />And there will be you when you put your believes all away. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109161574811001974?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091601146023629552004-08-04T11:00:00.000+04:302004-08-04T11:02:26.023+04:30<span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Once upon a time</strong></span>, I knew a man, wanted to change the world. <br />Now I know him in everyday life, happy sitting aside and watching the world going <strong>his</strong> way. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109160114602362955?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091513691369486562004-08-03T10:43:00.000+04:302004-08-03T10:44:51.370+04:30Not every river goes to the <strong>sea</strong>. <br /><strong>Rely</strong> on gravity and you cannot change your destiny. <br />This is the difference between <strong>river</strong> and sea. <br />Rely on nothing and you're the sea. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109151369136948656?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091513574611509292004-08-03T10:39:00.000+04:302004-08-03T10:42:54.610+04:30Watch your <strong>love</strong>; whenever it found the meaning, it's gone. <br />Watch your<strong> life</strong>; whenever it found the aim, you've died. <br />Anything that came out of the <strong>being</strong>, went and died. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109151357461150929?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091430764608579462004-08-02T11:38:00.000+04:302004-08-02T11:45:31.540+04:30Have you ever had the feeling that everything's watching you? <br />Beware of the future, you're watching yourself in the very moment. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109143076460857946?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091430425895202122004-08-02T11:09:00.000+04:302004-08-02T11:37:05.896+04:30"What defines us is how well we rise after falling." <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109143042589520212?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091303807165150002004-08-01T00:25:00.000+04:302004-08-01T09:26:18.753+04:30Rain became tired of falling down, so went up. <br />Not welcomed by the cloud, went on to sun and there was another refuse. <br />Went upper and upper and there was the great GOD. <br />GOD said : "I need to water my heaven!"But rain was tired and went on upper. <br />Went and went and there was nothing to even give hope or refuse, so rain became tired of being tired, let the self free and falled back to the earth. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109130380716515000?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091303696076893092004-08-01T00:22:00.000+04:302004-08-01T09:27:48.583+04:30<strong>Nothing has born in the light, specially the sun.</strong> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109130369607689309?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091216999323268722004-07-31T00:18:00.000+04:302004-07-31T00:19:59.323+04:30This is just a suggestion, use it on your risk:&nbsp;Never say "Never!". <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109121699932326872?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091216899528300792004-07-31T00:17:00.000+04:302004-07-31T00:18:19.526+04:30How worth the dream when you walk, cause a tiny pebble in your shoe can make you forget yourself. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109121689952830079?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091106176021907682004-07-29T17:30:00.000+04:302004-07-29T17:32:56.020+04:30You wanna change it? <br /> <br />&nbsp;You don't need to change your home or hide your phone number. <br />&nbsp;You don't need to change your friends or the buddies you're sleeping with. <br />&nbsp;You don't need to learn or meditate. <br />&nbsp;You don't need to change your ideas or believes. <br /> <br /><strong>Just chaneg it. That's all.</strong> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109110617602190768?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091105858007686462004-07-29T17:26:00.000+04:302004-07-29T17:29:55.486+04:30It never shows the <span style="color:#ff0000;">begining</span>. <br />It never shows the <span style="color:#ff0000;">end</span>. <br />You may find the right one, but everyone has right to go wrong or right. <br />They're not many who can respect this right. <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109110585800768646?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1091105513354771752004-07-29T17:14:00.000+04:302004-07-29T17:28:57.343+04:30<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;">LIFE</span></strong> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109110551335477175?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1090821841824294302004-07-26T10:24:00.000+04:302004-07-26T10:36:59.493+04:30For every <strong>moment</strong> that you're not <strong>aware</strong>, you receive the most wonderful punishment of them all; and it's the <strong>unawareness</strong>, itself. <br /> <br />But still the question remains unanswered ... <br />Does it matter, to be aware or unaware? Is there any difference? <br /> <br />This is the way I like ... I don't know about you. <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109082184182429430?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1090820971883112112004-07-26T09:51:00.000+04:302004-07-26T10:19:31.883+04:30Getting to a <strong>vallay</strong>; There're different <strong>actions</strong> and <strong>reactions</strong>. <br /><ul><li>Some may try climbing down the vallay and then climbing up the other side ...&nbsp;</li><li>Some may try flying over the vally ...</li><li>Some may try building a bridge over the vally ...</li><li>Some may think "What's the difference between this side and the other side?" ...</li><li>Some may stay thinking about other ways, ways nobody has tried till then ...</li><li>...</li><li>...</li><li>...</li></ul><p>There's no <strong>difference</strong> ... They're all the<strong> same</strong>.</p><p>Specially when the vallay is an erasable <strong>illusion</strong> ...</p><p><strong>What would you do, if you get to the vallay?</strong></p>&nbsp; <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109082097188311211?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1090611480295476812004-07-24T00:06:00.000+04:302004-07-24T00:08:00.296+04:30Is there any difference between the one who chooses and the chosen one? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109061148029547681?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1090597675291120672004-07-23T20:15:00.000+04:302004-07-23T20:17:55.290+04:30Do you think, making <strong>a human</strong> do what you wanna be done or to be what you want; is harder than blowing a wind? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109059767529112067?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1090220042842577122004-07-19T11:22:00.000+04:302004-07-19T11:24:02.843+04:30Sooner or Later ... It had to come true but it depends on you ... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109022004284257712?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227259.post-1090169219908068612004-07-18T21:15:00.000+04:302004-07-18T21:16:59.906+04:30You cannot have it. <br />You cannot learn it. <br />You can&nbsp; just&nbsp; be&nbsp;&nbsp;it. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227259-109016921990806861?l=arsh-arsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ARSHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08380008290636063066noreply@blogger.com0