The stupid, the proud, They blow our houses down!

سوال: پیام شما در این عید عزیز فطر به مردم چیه؟
جواب: نوکری مردم
...
سوال: فرق کلاغ چیه؟
جواب: این بال اش از اون بال اش مساوی تره

The Wizard

She used to collect the memories and keep them shining…

Memories were just like hard stones , turned into jewels by THE wizard…

She began to collect them and store them so they would be at hand; "for the time there is no wizard",she thought…

She used to think she could live with memories other than real world…

But she had no clue about The Rule…

The greatest rule of all, carved into stone of time…

“When the wizard is gone, the magic will be undone! “

Art by : MARIANO VILLALBA

Article by : Mehdi_Naghdi

همچون عروسکانی که چشمان تیله ای شان در افقی کج غروب کرده است،می گذرند... با حرکاتی‌ کج...

می گذرند با دهانی که عهدی عتیق را،

با آهنگی نا مفهوم تکرار می‌کند...

کسی‌ از روبرو نمی آید

کسی‌ از روبرو نمی آید...

Art by :Rose8174

Article by:Mehdi Naghdi

Dead Concept

This is a Revolution…THE Revolution…!

There are people killed in the act…

Aren’t they enough for the hungry teeth of Freedom?

“Blood should be shed”, they say; to protect the revolution…blood…The unholy blood

The new army takes charge…all of them; “freedom” army…

Schutzstaffel…

Khmer Rouge…

…

Is the term called “FREEDOM” so surreal that can be mistaken with “Genocide”?

دوباره

سلام بر تو ای خورشید!
که غروبت کلیشه ایست بی رنگ...
می تابد،خالی از دستگاه...
تازه می کند،
شاید،
خاطره ای محو که بزر گی اش پوسته ایست سخت تهی در میان...
سخت!
ه

گاهی یک کلاغ کنتراست یک تابلو را حفظ می کند

Walking, thinking with both giant hands in huge deep coat pockets, smoking cigar, gently stopped at the threshold of an old house in a narrow semi-dark alley in which he was passing quite a bit after getting off the cab from the prison he had just been released from...
Looking at the ugly gargoyles watching every person passing through the way, viewing the images passing rapidly from the back of his eyes...dark ,dim faces...,putting out his cigar by heavy boots,
he goes up the steps of hell...

* * *
Heavy boots find their way back from highness of crime and joy... leaning back to the wall next to the marble stairs which are now colored with drops of blood, he fires up a cigar...
first puff always tastes bad...
fading sound of heavy boots echoes in the ears of gargoyles...

By : Mehdi_Naghdi
Art By:Frank Miller from "sin city"
Title by :Hossein Panahi (R.I.P)

Goodbye...

Showing his love to the most beautiful; in his world...

Leaving her in the dark hands of eternity just because there is no measurement for the love he gave...

No one keeps the records of Loving moments…

No one measures the feelings by His scale…

No one sees what He sees in beauty…

Goodbye…

Still He thinks…why?

By: Mehdi_Naghdi

Art by: James Kelly