یه چیزایی هست که نمی دونی

-Goddamn it, Andrew! If you're going to succeed at this thing you're trying to do...you've got to stop being so damn deferential!
-I can't help being deferential. It's built-in!
-Then change!
- Change? I have changed!
- I don't mean on the outside. Change on the inside. Take chances, make mistakes. Sometimes it's important not to be perfect. It's important to do the wrong thing!
-Do the wrong thing?
-Yes
- Why? I see. To learn from your mistakes
- No. To make them! To find out what's real and what's not, to find out what you feel. Human beings are terrible messes!
- I'll grant you that. I see, this is what is known as an irrational conversation, isn't it?
- This is a human conversation. It's not about being rational. It's about following your heart!
-And that's what I should do?
-Yes. And you have a heart, Andrew. I feel it. I don't even believe it sometimes, but I do feel it!
- And in order to follow that heart...one must do the wrong thing
- Yes!
- Thank you!

One is glad to be of service

-So you're not married yet?
-No, two weeks from Saturday
-I'm not too late. Are you positive you're doing the right thing?
-Positive?
-About getting married?
-I'm never absolutely positive on anything!
-You could be doing the wrong thing!
-I'm pretty sure I'm doing the right thing
-Great!
-Why is that great?
-You told me to do the wrong thing. You aren't doing the wrong thing, you're doing the right thing. Safe to say, you're not following your own advice, 'cause if you were, you wouldn't marry him
-Because I would be doing the right thing
-Precisely!
-In some strange way, you're starting to make sense!
-Good. Do you have any idea what it's like to be in love with someone who's marrying someone else? Someone who's totally magnificent? Someone who walks into a room and lights it up like the sun? Someone who you know is lying to herself?
-Lying?
-Convincingly. Very very much so
-About what?
-That you don't love me when I know, at least in some way, you do!
-And how do you know that?
-Portia, I have done everything, inside and out!
-That stuff doesn't matter to me!
-Well, something matters. 'cause if I'd have to believe that nothing mattered, you'd love me...and not some man whose chin could sink the Titanic! What? See? It's true, isn't it?
-Sorry
-Does he light you up like this? Does he make you laugh?
-Nobody makes me laugh like this!
-Good. Then admit it. Admit that you love me. Give me one kiss. That's all: One quick kiss. Just one kiss could not jeopardize a glorious marriage. Besides, it would also explain why your pulse just jumped from 66 to 102 beats per minute. Your respiration is doubled. You're putting out clouds of pheromones, Portia
-It's not fair to read me like that!
-I know. Love isn't fair. I'm reading your heart. I'm asking you to follow it. Begging you. Begging is supposed to be humiliating, I don't care. I love you, Portia. I loved you the very first moment I saw you!

One is Glad to Be of Service 2014 (www.VavMusic.com)

April Rain - One is Glad to Be of Service(in memory of robin williams)

مونولوگ تئاتر کلافه ها
[سرما خورده بودم فقط سرما:)) آخرش انقدر بغضم گرفت که نمیتونستم بقیش رو بخونم] 

 

ادمهاى قصه من كلافه ان
خودشون رو تو لباسا شون قايم ميكنن
اوركوتهاى بلند ميبوشن
سر هاشون رو تو كلاه هاشون قايم كردن
دست هاشون رو توجيباشون قايم ميكنن
گوش هاشون رو با هدفون پر ميكنن تا صداى بيرون نياد
هزار تا جوراب بپوشن ،هميشه نك انگشتهاى پاهاشون يخ ميكنه
سر راهت كه بيان مكث ميكنن تو چشمهات نگاه ميكنن ، ازت رد ميشن ، ميرن و ميرن تا ميشن يه نقطه تو ابرها

ادمهاى قصه من خيلى كلافن
غصه هاشون رو تو دلشون قايم ميكن
خيره ميشن
به دور دورا خيره ميشن
شبها كه آرومترن ،وقتى از زمين كندن ،به اسمون نگاه ميكنن

دنبال يه جاى خالى بين ستاره هان ، تا غم هاشون رو به سقف آسمون بچسبونن

اينهمه ستاره تو اسمون كار كلافه ها ى تو قصه منه
نميخوان غصه هاشون روبشمرن كه كابوس ببينن
داستاناشون نميخوان رنگى باشه
يه صبح كه بيدار ميشن
خودشون رو قايم ميكنن
ديگه به هيچ چيز فكر نميكنن
فقط بايد حركت كنن
بايد را برن
بايد خودشون رو با خودشون راه ببرن

يه روزى هم از خواب بلند شدن و
چمدونها رو بستن
و رفتن
اين شد كه اسمون قصه من ستاره كم اورده
كلافه ها همه دارن از اينجا ميرن
يه جاى ديگه
كه پاهاشون يخ نزنه
كه دست هاشون رو از جيباشون در بيارن

كلافه ها

🔹 #مشاپ شمارهٔ ۱۹ | رهسپار

- نسخهٔ اصلی و کاملِ این مشاپ، ۴ دقیقه و ۲۶ ثانیه می‌باشد. برای تهیه‌ی آن لطفاً به آیدیِ تلگرام @Amertat1990 پیام دهید.
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• دسترسی به آرشیوِ کاملِ آثار، در کانال تلگرام:
t.me/RadioP0l

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۱۹- رهسپار | م.ر شجریان (Demo)

- May I ask you .. How long you have been alone?

- Five and a half years.

- But before that,|you spoke to your wife?

- Yes... For the usual landed me in trouble.

- What kind of trouble?

- Well, we throw a party for our colleagues... Our friends.
And she found this quote, from Pessoa: 'Fields are greener in their description than in their actual greenness'.
And somebody said: oh, that's a beautiful sentence; and I said:
Yes, only a very few people will ever understand it.
There was a terrible silence,|and then she said, my wife,
She said: and I suppose you are one of the chosen few?
So, that was the end of that party...

- But you were right.

- Yeah, but it was arrogant.|Stupid and arrogant.

- And is that why she left you,|because of your arrogance?

- No, I think she left me, because she found me... Boring.
............

- Well, we still... got five minutes.
Thank you for... telling me I wasn't boring.
For when I think of their lives," Amadeu, Stefania,|the others,".. their lives full of such vitality,
intensity...

- So much so it broke them apart in the end.

- But they lived.
Where is my life...! apart from these last days...

- and now  you're going back to it...  
   Why don't you just stay?

- What?!

- Why don't you just stay?

Night train to Lisbon (scenes)

مونولوگ داستان تکراری ادم عادی

داستان تکراری ادم عادی

سنتور: سیامک آقایی. آواز: همایون شجریان. تنبک: آیین مشکاتیان
بر اساس ساخته های سیامک آقایی و پرویز مشکاتیان


همایون شجریان...ساز و آواز, دلبرعیار

چگونه است دهانی که میگوید دوستت میدارم چگونه‌اند دو دستی که پتویی را تا روی شانه‌ات بالا می‌برند به هنگامی که خوابیده‌ای با پیراهن تازه‌شویی از لبخند

April Rain - One is Glad to Be of Service(in memory of robin williams)

Gheibak