...and the mid size sedan obliterated the white picket fence

A reflection on the glorious days of hope, strength, regional unity, and a sense of real identity.

I am a Bedouin Warrior Who Will Die a Martyr

من می خواهم به شما احساس می کنید


Tehran Postcard

i was very concerned about what he said- your not only belittling him, your calling her stupid- he trailed in the polls.

the idea of fundamental power

Hunger Will Soon Drive Him From His Sanctuary

At this he looked rather hurt, and told me that I lacked ambition- a grave defect, to his mind, when one was in business.

The Policeman Told him to Shut his Trap. "Did you know there were some who refused to die?"

But he has only added an additional difficulty to
those which we have mentioned. He has introduced in fact those neutral
givens, the impossibility of which we have shown earlier. To be sure,
these are not "contents" of consciousness, but they remain only so much
the more unintelligible. The hyle in fact could not be consciousness, for
it would disappear in translucency and could not offer that resisting basis
of impressions which must be surpassed toward the object. 

Dialect

Streaks of dirt stretched along the walls, here and there lay balls of dust and filth. For the first fortnight his parents could not bring themselves to the point of entering his room, and he often heard them expressing their appreciation of his sister's activities, whereas formerly they had frequently scolded her for being as they thought a somewhat useless daughter. 

ItWouldAppearToBeHuman

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