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  • Life’s Theme

    Life’s Theme

    See the sun set,
    The day is ending
    Let that yawn out,
    There’s no pretending

    I will hold you,
    And protect you
    So, let love warm you
    ’til the morning

    I’ll stay, with you
    By your side
    Close your tired eyes
    I’ll wait, and soon
    I’ll see your smile
    In our dream

    And I, won’t wake before you go
    And I, still hear your heart beat

    Feel the wind rise,
    A dawn we’re bound to
    Watch that star die,
    Eons without you

    I’ll stay, with you
    In your mind
    Every single day
    I’ll wait, and soon,
    We’re stranded on the beach
    In our dream

    We part, too soon
    But in our lies
    There’s a truth to find
    The end, is new
    A tomorrow we must reach for
    To be heard

    See the sun set
    The day is ending
    Let your heart sigh
    See the sun set
    See the sun set

    Though I, can’t stay with you
    Oh I, won’t stray away from the truth
    I, remember your warmth (I still remember)
    And I’m, still learning to love anew
    And I, woho-oh-oooh

    See the sun set
    The day is ending

  • Histoires Parallèles

    Histoires Parallèles

    The road goes ever on and on, down from the door where it began.
    — J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

    Perhaps every life is made of parallel stories, the one we live and the countless ones that remain somewhere beyond it, shaped by roads not taken, words left unsaid, and moments that might have changed everything.

    Sometimes two paths run beside each other for a while, close enough to seem destined to meet, before quietly drifting apart. Somewhere, perhaps, another version of the story continues differently, arriving at a place this one never could.

    We are never given those pages, only the one unfolding beneath our feet. So we carry what remains of the stories that mattered, even when they leave an invisible weight behind, and let the unwritten ones return to whatever distance they came from.

    The road goes on, and perhaps that is the only ending we are ever promised. Yet roads have a strange way of turning, crossing, and finding their way back to places we thought we had left behind. Perhaps, somewhere beyond the horizon, the road we once longed for is still waiting. And perhaps, when the roads have wandered far enough, some paths find their way back to where they were always meant to meet.

  • Programming is art

    Programming is art

    Reading this post made me realize that I’ve never seen programming as a chore or a burden. To me, it’s always been like brushes, canyons, or colored pencils to draw on a canvas or paper.

    For me, it’s always been that: a medium for self-expression. A gateway to create things and breathe life into them. Even those simple console outputs and basic calculators I made back in middle school :D, they were art to me.

    Programming is art. Truly.

    Some people switch or give up their tools to earn more money, and don’t get me wrong, I like money too :)), but even if I wanted to do something else, I couldn’t abandon the tools that let me manifest something artistic.

    This post is for me, for programmers, and for every artist who values the human touch over the artificial.

  • Don’t cry because it’s over, Smile because it happened

    Don’t cry because it’s over, Smile because it happened

    توی زندگی، خیلی از آدما (از جمله من) بعد از هر اتفاق ناراحت کننده ای غرق در غم، فکر و “سیاه چاله ای از تنهایی” می‌شن.

    وضعیتی شبیه “Loneliness of Too Much Time”، که حس می‌کنی زمان متوقف شده، ولی برای تو نه! دنیا فریز شده، ولی تو حس نمی‌کنی و در یک جهان ایستا در حال قدم زدن هستی. مدام تلاش می‌کنی که از سیاه چاله خارج بشی، فراموش کنی یا چیزی رو حس کنی، اما موفق نمیشی 🙁

    زمان، ممکنه به تدریج کاری کنه که اصلا یادت بره توی سیاه چاله هستی، اما ممکنه فقط باعث بشه ثانیه های بیشتری به سیاه چاله نگاه کنی.

    در این وضعیت آشفته، یاد یک جمله از دکتر زوس1 افتادم: “به خاطر اینکه تموم شد گریه نکن، به خاطر اینکه پیش اومد لبخند بزن“.

    این جمله خیلی جا ها بهم کمک کرد، هر وقت یادش می‌افتم کلا متوجه میشم اون سیاه چاله کلا وجود نداشته! و من اطرافم رو فقط اونطور تصور می‌کردم. غم، همیشه بعد از دوره ای از خوبی ها رخ میده و هنر اصلی زندگی اینه که غم رو هم بخشی از زندگی بدونیم. مثل فیلم های درام که رولر کوستری از خوبی و غم هستن. غمِ بعد از دوره خوشی رو نباید بولد کرد، چون باعث میشه خوشی ها فراموش بشن. “لبخند بزن به خاطر اینکه رخ داد” و به خوبی ها و خوشی های رخ داده فکر کن.

    البته من هیچ وقت نتونستم غم ها رو فراموش کنم یا حذفشون کنم. اما به تدریج تونستم باهاشون کنار بیام، نسبت بهشون بی حس بشم و به عنوان بخشی جدانشدنی از زندگی بپذیرمشون.

    1. از Atkin’s Bookshelf’s Famous Misquotation:
      این نقل قول رو من این همه سال از دکتر می‌دونستم، در صورتی که در موردش تحقیق کردم و متوجه شدم که این نقل قول، ترجمه بخشی از شعر Bright Days از یک شاعر آلمانی به نام Ludwig Jacobowski هستش ↩︎