how does it make sense to u?

death is a dance, begins with birth, & last till the end, & starts a new....

we r accidents waiting.......
waiting to happen

-'Hail To The Thief'

the Long CHaSE

has just begun....

Try , if u wish...
or
wish, if u can...

it's not that bad...
it's not that difficult...

it's different & difficult....
...... & That bad....

appoint

hey
where r my (cast) operators & wat r my Type Specifiers?

i'll need'em all .net...

........................................

i'll leave u

if i

if i should'nt see u in my life , let me feel the lack.....

mayB Later.....

somthing new.....

The Teachings of Don Juan

A Yaqui Way of Knowledge

Separate Reality

Journey To Ixtlan

Tales of Power

The Second Ring of Power

Eagle's Gift

Fire from Within

Power of Silence

The Art of Dreaming

The Active Side of Infinity

The Wheel Of Time

The Shamans Of Mexico Their Thoughts About Life Death And The Universe

nothin'

' khosha be hal e laklak ha '
' ke khabeshoon vav nadareh........ '

if u can't read Finiglish! (Farsi Words in English Alphabet) , then u may not know 'Hossein Panahi' .....

'Hossein Panahi' is gone.....

Eternity….
In the last moments of each journey
I check my all in the mirror:
-This dark soil, this earth, on my tired feet
-This shortness of sky, beyond my closed eyes

But, heart’s god
In the last journey,
In the mirror except the two eternal bounds
except Erath and Sky
Nothing is left….

I am lost, where
Haven’t you seen me?

Deceased 'Hossein Panahi'
translated! by me.....

some, somthing real.......

...

I maybe made some mistakes
But I'm only human but I'm man enough to face 'em today...

Cleanin' Out My Closet, Eminem

commin

back.....

it does not matter what u call the things that u don't have.....

The frost hits me in the eye
and wakes me
these are blury winters
and I cannot see

I walk into the white light of the snow
when the sun comes
I break it with my shadow
which tales me where I go

The frost hits me in the eye
and wakes me

I am the snow falling down on you
I tear up your face with my frost
And make you run to somewhere warm
When I come I see you get away
I burst out about your emptyness

The frost hits me in the eye
and wakes me
these are blury winters
and I cannot see....

enough

i think that's finally enough......
i'll remain still....

Stillness

I'm Still
i'm still still.....

y?

things r quite right, just leave them.....

Dogma

the best way u can touch things is the way you look'em.

acting is reacting, and the u r the caster.....