G.R.I.E.F

 

There's this little fraction of time in between the moment you know you’re not asleep and the moment you know you’re awake.

There just might lie the last frontier for salvation…

drawers of memory, salvador dali, 1965

boBe‘s Jay

chapter one

It's just a disguise and it's jut for the beginning, and until the rise in the salvation day it will not demise.

you're just watching a mask and it's that rigidness you seek to watch.
just like how you're talking: "politically correct"

inspired by: pro anarchists recession inside Xian

The Description

 

…then you feel

you’ve descended to something you used to think of
but never were

or if so,

soon was gone off you

so you can’t walk on no more.

not lived,

not loved,

can’t walk on no more…

so you sit

and you squeeze

and you shrivel down and down

till you’re so less than living in terms of everything imaginable

not lived or loved,

and less than life…

a dead man alive,

the world doesn’t concern you…

Ballerina in a Death’s Head, by Salvador Dali, 1939

The Persistent Memory

There there…

It’s either this beguiling masochistic joy,

inscribed by the history of man,
propagated through generations
in the body of cultures,

or it’s just the human grief,
which is not known he needs or not,
deserves or not.
 
But again the trick is,
whatever happens in life,
makes it worth living.

or not?

The Ambition

…
just need to sit somewhere,
and get healed with the definition of your unperturbed existence,
…

Several Thousand Years of Hypocrisy or “Believe me, Belief is not something spontaneous!!!”

There once was a man. He mated and produced children. They grew and mated with others. A colony was created.

They hunted for living. Later they learned to benefit from the earth and raised seeds. They later tamed animals and used them to facilitate their lives. It was from then that their civilization started to flourish.

They then encountered a phenomenon by which they got hugely startled: some animals died of something strange. Some people died too, with the same symptoms as animals and the whole colony was frightened.

They reckoned that they can do nothing about the terrible situation for all their efforts were in vain. More and more were dying until one came with an idea: let’s kill the ones with symptoms!

well, they did so, and the deaths stopped surprisingly. The man was chosen the wise leader of the colony and the idea became a solution preventing deaths. The solution became a ritual almost the same time as the wise leader’s sayings presumed sacred and later made into rules.

Many years passed and people came and went, were born and died, but the sacred ritual remained practically the same. It was then considered as the greatest prayer a man can carry out  in his life in a way that by undertaking it one can reach a place where the wise leader was granted after his death!

(of course there are no firm evidence to prove where he went after he died, but we simply know it’s a fabulous place and that’s because we simply chose to believe so).

FIN

Unavoidable

یکسری مسائل وجود دارند که تصورشون شاید ناممکن باشه. شاید کسی نتونه تصور کنه زندگی بدون اکسیژن چطوری می تونه باشه. ولی باید دید وقتی کسی رو ببینیم که بدون تجهیزات بدون اکسیژن داره به زندگی ادامه می ده چجور واکنش ذهنی خواهیم داشت. انکار؟ توجیه؟ توضیح؟

بعضی (با تخفیف) از پدیده ها، فرضیه ها و توضیح ها هم به همین شکل هستند و شاید عدم پذیرششون برمی گرده به یک سری ساختارهای ناممکنی که تو ذهن ما تبیین شده ان.

می شه به سادگی و راحتی در مقابل پدیده ی واقعی همچون موضعی اتخاذ کرد. در صورت مشاهده ی یک واقعیت ماتریال، یک توضیح بدون نقص (در لحظه و نقطه) و یک فرضیه ی نقض نشده تنها تسلیم شد و لبخندی زد و جبر محتوم رو پذیرفت...