For respect to some people we need more  knowledge and some of them less …

Today when I checked my Persian weblog counter, I saw an entry  from another weblog’s comments page. that blog belong to a Persian celebrity blogger who I left a comment for one of his posts. My comment was very honestly and respectful. Because The celebrity blogger “was” giant for himself and others in Persian blog world!

Later in charge of activity in social networks, I knew him more, and I understood that he is not committed to the ethics. He had some relationships with a married woman. In addition he has many negative points. For example, many lies and hypocrisy.

However,he is not important for me or my life. This man had no effect on my life and either me on his life. I don’t have any communication with him, but he  is not a  giant anymore and also I haven’t my former behavior with him.

Now I see how other bloggers and readers have so many respect to him, And I’ll sorry. cause morally he is a dead  man for me.

I wrote this post just wanna to say that respect is a concept which made by ourselves.  With our own actions and ethics, we  encourage others to respect us or disrespect.

Sometimes I prefer to  to escape of thinking to you,

Like passing that song which I like it.

 

The girl thought  this method is effective. She thought it  is the best way. In fact, the only existing way to maintain the  self-esteem. Answered, but the contrary.

The girl was upset. Because she made herself the enemies that never seen them. The girl was upset. Because her main enemy, was someone who should be her main friend. However, girl has a strange fate. Apparently she always has the hardest way to reach her goals or perhaps there is no reach in this time. God knows.

The girl trying to be stand up. These days, she was very weak… She is trying to smile and forget her pains. Her only way to live was consistency with pains. She knew very well that she can’t  treat these wounds, she knew well that she lost control of the situation. In fact, her life was in crisis!

So little girl practice to live with her pains peacefully. It is important point that the source of pain and cure is same. Although the source of pain, was uninformed from the existence of the pain in the girl’s soul. Or maybe was informed but, prefer to pretend it is not important.

However, knowing this pain did not treat any of girl’s wounds. She was taught that lives alone.

I should stress that nobody really knows her, knowbody knows her pains, nobody knows her wounds. nobody really knows her… nobody really knows her… nobody really knows her.. (

I Searched again, looked at them, A few minutes ago… The last one belong to the last year the same time. cause of some reasons I am not able to track anymore. I can only see for others and suffering every time it occurs.

What was its significance? The importance of those humility words that should be written? That is apparently intentional.

I consider them. A few minutes ago. The last one was short and contains a good definition of me.

Then was disconnected. In fact, everything changed. Of course, I did not blame low.
However, I do not see another after “that war”. I see them elsewhere. It is clear that is my sorrow. But I’m forced to hide it. Or pretend does not matter to me. You know? I don’t like this pain remains permanent.
I want to dream it will be finished soon. I am hopeful . I give myself constantly hope although unrealistic…

If here still have a reader, I would say to him/her: If you didn’t understand this text,No problem, because it is censored

Everyone saw the beauty, but no one saw the Pain…

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She was trying to be good. In fact, she is demonstrating that “I’m good”. She do her best job. You should know that she Was able to play the role of good people. she smile, when her heart is smash. She was able to laugh, while she had decay from inside. Yes, everybody known her as a Strong Girl. nobody knows her pains, her tears, her wounds.
Nobody really knows her. nobody knows her… nobody knows her…

The girl trying to not cry. she was trying to stay alive. she was trying to not dead. she was trying to take breath, however, difficult. Although difficult…

You can tell by the way, she walks that she’s my girl
You can tell by the way, she talks that she rules the world.
You can see in her eyes that no one is her chain.
She’s my girl, my supergirl.

And then she’d say, it’s Ok, I got lost on the way
but I’m a supergirl, and supergirls don’t cry.
And then she’d say, it’s alright, I got home late tast night,
but I’m a supergirl, and supergirls just fly.

And then she’d say that nothing can go wrong.
When you’re in love, what can go wrong?
And then she’d laugh the nightime into day
pushing her fear further long.

And then she’d say, it’s Ok, I got lost on the way
but I’m a supergirl, and supergirls don’t cry.
And then she’d say, it’s alright, I got home, late last night
but I’m a supergirl, and supergirls just fly.

And then she’d shout down the line tell me she’s got no more time
’cause she’s a supergirl, and supergirls don’t hide.
And then she’d scream in my face, tell me that leave, leave this place
’cause she’s a supergirl, and supergirls just fly

Yes, she’s a supergirl, a supergirl,
she’s sewing seeds, she’s burning trees
She’s sewing seeds, she’s burning trees,
yes, she’s a supergirl, a supergirl, a supergirl, my supergirl.

A week ago, I had been working for a mission with some colleagues. A new colleague joined us, he is a young boy. He has approximately 30 years old and is very ingenious. He graduated in Master of Encryption from one of the top universities in Iran. But throughout our mission I pathos for him a lot, because he has  stutter and is not able to express his intents well. I think he was very struck embarrassment, because of his deficiency.

I don’t know why I should have pathos from him?! sometimes my feelings are out of my control. these times I become very hank myself!

A man called home to his wife and said, “Honey I have been asked to go fishing up in Canada with my boss & several of his Friends.

We’ll be gone for a week. This is a good opportunity for me to get that Promotion I’ve been wanting, so could you please pack enough Clothes for a week and set out

my rod and fishing box, we’re Leaving From the office & I will swing by the house to pick my things up” “Oh! Please pack my new blue silk pajamas.”

The wife thinks this sounds a bit fishy but being the good wife she is, did exactly what her husband asked.

The following Weekend he came home a little tired but otherwise looking good.

The wife welcomed him home and asked if he caught many fish?

He said, “Yes! Lots of Salmon, some Bluegill, and a few Swordfish. But why didn’t you pack my new blue silk pajamas like I asked you to Do?”

You’ll love the answer…

The wife replied, “I did. They’re in your fishing box…..”

When a person loves someone, is more alone. Cause he can’t tell anybody about his feelings except loved. And if the person, who he loves, invites him to silence, his has the end of loneliness.

From Abbas Maroufi- Symphony of Dead Book