Intolerant towards intelorance

Va akharesh bargashtim dige...

Back from a fucking Weekend! A perfectly timed wave of joy. By the way, that's how you should do it. Life, I mean.  Society forces a certain amount of waves upon us; waves, which we have no control of, such as work/weekend or night/day. Some people choose to even these waves out by making work time more fun, thus depriving the weekend of its exclusivity, but I, however, profess the wavulent(micling) life; the life of travel between the worst of depressions to the most wonderful exctacy possible. upDOWNUPdown

"We are successful on this day, brethren, and we must remember this moment. We have been presented with the same kinds of promises and obstacles as the empire of old, but we have managed them oh so differently. My love goes out to you, citizens! For a new dawn has come to cleanse us from our wicked past. A new sun, and who knows? Perhaps it is time to engage in the Second Enterprise of Micolan history. Who knows?"

My heart is filled with the adventurer's lust

beauty



...bargashtim be kar o zendegi, va yek joori bayad begzarim

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