آدمها واقعا خطرناک هستند

ببین خنده دار نخواهد بود

اگر تمام جانوران باغ وحش آزاد شوند

و به من و تو نگاه کنند ؟

و خنده دار نخواهد بود

اگر آنها ما را توی قفس بگذارند

و کانگوروها و خروس جنگی ها پشت قفس سن ما را حدس بزنند

و خنده دار نخواهد بود

اگر کرکدن ناگهان فریاد بزند :

"زیا د به قفس نزدیک نشوید من می ترسم

چون آدمها واقعا خطرناک هستند.

 

گفتگو با كفش

 

 

حالا كه هيچكس نيست تا با او حرف بزنم

با كفشم حرف ميزنم

او هم زبان دارد و هم گوشي دارد براي شنيدن

خيلي خوب واكس خورده

حسابي تر و تميز است و بند راست و ريسي هم بهش انداخته اند.

اما حيف كه فقط راجع به يك چيز حرف ميزند : پا ، پا ، پا.

 

مری

ادامه مطلب قبلی

 

مری عزیزم فقط مرا دوست دارد

او موریس را هم دوست دارد

نه دوست ندارد او فقط مرا دوست دارد

او لویس را هم دوست دارد

نه دوست ندارد او فقط مرا دوست دارد

او درختان دشت را هم دوست دارد

نه دوست ندارد او فقط مرا دوست دارد

 

بیچاره , احمق بیچاره  چرا نمیتوانی بفهمی

که او میتواند هم تو را دوست داشته باشد و هم دیگران را...

حسودی یا نه

 

وقتی فهمیدی اونی که دوسش داری با یکی دیگه دوسته

بیشتر ناراحت میشی یا بیشتر حسودیت میشه؟

شل سیلوراستاین

 

بعد از مدتها تاخیر

[Chapter 5] - We are warned as to the dangers of the baobabs

As each day passed I would learn, in our talk, something about the little prince's planet, his departure from it, his journey. The information would come very slowly, as it might chance to fall from his thoughts. It was in this way that I heard, on the third day, about the catastrophe of the baobabs.

This time, once more, I had the sheep to thank for it. For the little prince asked me abruptly-- as if seized by a grave doubt-- "It is true, isn't it, that sheep eat little bushes?"

"Yes, that is true."

"Ah! I am glad!"

I did not understand why it was so important that sheep should eat little bushes. But the little prince added:

"Then it follows that they also eat baobabs?"

I pointed out to the little prince that baobabs were not little bushes, but, on the contrary, trees as big as castles; and that even if he took a whole herd of elephants away with him, the herd would not eat up one single baobab.

The idea of the herd of elephants made the little prince laugh.

"We would have to put them one on top of the other," he said.

But he made a wise comment:

"Before they grow so big, the baobabs start out by being little."

"That is strictly correct," I said. "But why do you want the sheep to eat the little baobabs?"

He answered me at once, "Oh, come, come!", as if he were speaking of something that was self-evident. And I was obliged to make a great mental effort to solve this problem, without any assistance.

Indeed, as I learned, there were on the planet where the little prince lived-- as on all planets-- good plants and bad plants. In consequence, there were good seeds from good plants, and bad seeds from bad plants. But seeds are invisible. They sleep deep in the heart of the earth's darkness, until some one among them is seized with the desire to awaken. Then this little seed will stretch itself and begin-- timidly at first-- to push a charming little sprig inoffensively upward toward the sun. If it is only a sprout of radish or the sprig of a rose-bush, one would let it grow wherever it might wish. But when it is a bad plant, one must destroy it as soon as possible, the very first instant that one recognizes it.

Now there were some terrible seeds on the planet that was the home of the little prince; and these were the seeds of the baobab. The soil of that planet was infested with them. A baobab is something you will never, never be able to get rid of if you attend to it too late. It spreads over the entire planet. It bores clear through it with its roots. And if the planet is too small, and the baobabs are too many, they split it in pieces...

"It is a question of discipline," the little prince said to me later on. "When you've finished your own toilet in the morning, then it is time to attend to the toilet of your planet, just so, with the greatest care. You must see to it that you pull up regularly all the baobabs, at the very first moment when they can be distinguished from the rosebushes which they resemble so closely in their earliest youth. It is very tedious work," the little prince added, "but very easy."

And one day he said to me: "You ought to make a beautiful drawing, so that the children where you live can see exactly how all this is. That would be very useful to them if they were to travel some day. Sometimes," he added, "there is no harm in putting off a piece of work until another day. But when it is a matter of baobabs, that always means a catastrophe. I knew a planet that was inhabited by a lazy man. He neglected three little bushes..."

So, as the little prince described it to me, I have made a drawing of that planet. I do not much like to take the tone of a moralist. But the danger of the baobabs is so little understood, and such considerable risks would be run by anyone who might get lost on an asteroid, that for once I am breaking through my reserve. "Children," I say plainly, "watch out for the baobabs!"

My friends, like myself, have been skirting this danger for a long time, without ever knowing it; and so it is for them that I have worked so hard over this drawing. The lesson which I pass on by this means is worth all the trouble it has cost me.

Perhaps you will ask me, "Why are there no other drawing in this book as magnificent and impressive as this drawing of the baobabs?"

The reply is simple. I have tried. But with the others I have not been successful. When I made the drawing of the baobabs I was carried beyond myself by the inspiring force of urgent necessity.

بالاخره می میری

 

خب، می بینم که حسابی به خودت می رسی

 

از خودت مراقبت می کنی.

 

نیازهایت را برآورده می کنی.

 

خوب گوش می دی یا می خونی، درباره ی رژیم غذایی،

 

تغذیه، خواب و سم زدایی از بدن،

 

همین طور خریدن وسایلی که می گن به دردِ ورزش می خوره.

 

و گیاهان دارویی برای تجدید قوا، وقتی که آسیب ببینی.

 

بالاخره می میری، در نهایت می میری.

 

آخر، یک زمانی، می میری.

 

با کفش های ریبوک و نایک و آدیداس

 

می تونی تو آسمونا سیر کنی، اما اونجا هم بالاخره می میری.

و تا صدسال زنده بمانی

 

اما بالاخره می میری.

 

سرانجام، در آخر کار می میری.

 

در نهایت، خواه ناخواه می میری.

 

پس بهتره حالا که زنده هستی از زندگی لذت ببری

 

قبل از این که غزل خداحافظی رو بخونی،

 

چون بالاخره، در آخرکار می میری.

 

نظر شما چیه؟ 

 

 

مقصر من نبودم

 

اگه اون رفته،

مقصر من نبودم.

                        ***

اگه ترکم کرده،

اشکال از من نبوده.

چون من خيلی خوبم!

خيلی خوشکلم.

اصلا کی گفته اون منو ترک کرده؟

اين من بودم که از کاراش خسته شدم.

من بودم که ديگه نخواستمش.

اما خوب اگه برگرده،

بهش ميگم چقدر دوسش دارم،

بهش می گم که چقدر خوبه،

بعد واسه هميشه ميرم.

اينو قول ميدم...

 

                          ***

حالا اون رفته ومن،

تمام چيزهايی را که نگفته ام می شنوم.

او رفت و مرا تنها گذاشت٬

تا با تمام چيزهايی که نگفته ام٬

زندگی کنم...  

 

 

 

خداحافظی

همش خداحافظی.... آخه تا کی؟

بايد قبول کرد که دنيای ما دنيای خداحافظی هاست... خداحافظی از دلبستگيها...

خداحافظی از عشق...

خداحافظی از یه دوست خوب...

خداحافظی از رعنای عزیز...

دنيای دل کندن بدون دل دادن........

چه بد

 

خدا

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