Failure is failure even in last steps

When you fail It doesn't matter It's the last stepsYou can see the destination But you can't go on. Painting: acrylic on stretched canvas

The last tree in a vast desert

An alone tree in the middle of a vast desert, appears to be the last symptom of life that remained in the terrible conditions. Hot days when sun shines brutally and fires everything without anything can scape from its light. Cold freezing nights that kill every new leaf. The sky is only kind once a … Continue reading The last tree in a vast desert

Millions lived inside me millions of time

My soul resides currently in my physical body, witch consists of ,I don't know exactly the right number, billions of molecules. These molecules and atoms flow to my body and go inside and remain for a certain time. Then they leave. It happens millions of times during my life and these molecules had had this … Continue reading Millions lived inside me millions of time

We feel safe and secure in our color’s circle, but let other colors join to form a more diverse palette

Each of us belongs to a colour, and feels safe and secure when we see us among our colour with a big circle of same-coloured people around us that makes a big circle with strict boundaries. I'm not talking only about skin colour, but anything that makes a group of people different from other groups. … Continue reading We feel safe and secure in our color’s circle, but let other colors join to form a more diverse palette

More intelligent species tend to be more obedient

As the intelligence of a species goes high, they tend to be more obedient. They usually live in groups and have some kind of social life. They have rules among them and a leader or boss to rule them. For example, look at gorillas and wolves. At the peak of this subject are humans. They … Continue reading More intelligent species tend to be more obedient

Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam – What is my guilt, my destination set like this

Another translation of a rubaie from Omar Khayyam. In this rubaie, Omar blames his fates and suggests that the heavens determine his destination from the very beginning: the day of creation. The original poem in Persian is like this: آنروز که توسن فلک زین کردند و آرایش مشتری و پروین کردند این بود نصیب ما … Continue reading Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam – What is my guilt, my destination set like this