امیدوارم فردا صبح ترامپ از صحنه سیاسی آمریکا خارج شده باشه و جمهوری‌خواها بتونن از حزب رائفی‌پورهای مقیم جنوب به حزب محافظه‌کاران حافظ قانون‌اساسی برگردن. این هموطنانی هم که سنگ ترامپ رو به سینه می‌زنن یا هیچی در مورد هیچی نمی‌دونن، یا همراه با ترند جهانی دارن عقلشون رو با دوپامین معاوضه می‌کنن. واقعا امیدوارم شاهد پایان Pax Americana نباشیم.

"The Sea People"

Brushing against the boulders in such treacherous seas
Waves crush the stone, carve into its core
the prophetic promise of the tides

Black banner high, a messenger rides
Glumly, he looks at Seas creeping close, pondering
Said they "he is a tyrant, the ruler of all but land"
Said they "he should be put down, rest then can stone and sand"
"Trident up in the air, ruin his only heir, hope is captive in his lair. "
Now he is dead, so where is hope? Where is the land where fairies elope?

Ride he does to distant shores, thinking of those sacred lores
Past the forest, the trees, the rain
Past the wetlands of sugar cane
Came he upon the desertland, dunes he saw, motherland of all the sand
Nought he found, no tide or wave,
No man, no tree, only a cave
There he sat, his banner out on sway,
There, he saw a painting still
Shape or word he knew not, but will
forced him to demystify those words of men

"This once was where all men dwelt, prosperous
were all his wills, all his farms, all his lands
that have now turned into sand
Afraid we were of the loss of hope
Nothing could we use to cope
Thus, swords, lances, and spears went up
Chanting all our only want: to kill the god
Alas all gods had been dead,
Since the first word mankind said,
Now everything is made in his head

AMJ_3rdPerson, August 19th, 2024

"The death of the cog"

Machines race towards the end of time
till time runs out
inside the minds, all kinds
of hope, before the onset of doubt
in which, ourselves we sought.
Alas, none is left
to right the wrong, the privileged, the false
prophets who deceived, robbed us
of rights, pushed us, to leave
our soil, thus boiled the blood
of machines, crossed the borders,
and time ran out.

AMJ_3rdPerson, August 12th, 2024

Today, Paul Auster died. This is a sad day. What he taught me is invaluable, and undoubtedly he has been the most important figure in my life. May he rest in peace.

Today, Paul Auster died.
This is a sad day.
What he taught me is invaluable, and undoubtedly he has been the most important figure in my life.
May he rest in peace.

این گلب سنگینه.
این گلب خیلی خیلی خیلی سنگینه