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چهارشنبه، آذر ۲۲، ۱۳۸۵

what kind of shit is sorrunding me?
we all think about money, money is not bad. i can say that money even is good but.... some people think they need to find money, they live to find the money that they never spend, they can talk hours and hours about their accounts and the big number of money they have in it but if you ask them some stupid questions they dont have anything to answer. ask them; ok you are very rich, just let me know which contries have you visited? what kind of pleasure have you tried, what the fuck have you done in your life of shit? have you done anything except collecting money penny by penny? is it important for you what happend in your naibourhood? is it important what happend in your country? is it important for you what is going on far side of world? is it anything importan for you, anything without connection to money? no, no, no.... they try to nuy friendship. they sell their friend very easy and very cheap. how much do you worth? its the question they always ask. and at the moment i need to be next to some of these people, most of them from my country and they make life worth that it is for me.... maybe im a little bite angry.... i dont know.

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who am I... a question I hate to answer. an Iranian. before coming to England: a writer, director and actor, specially in theatre... working with my amazing group or company( siah company, in translate it word by word it means black!) who were my best friends too... but now... a student and...and what else?the problem is that, at the moment I don"t know who am I myself, what I am doing, just in run! in scape to somwhere where I don"t know where is it exactly! that"s it.