Gypsy

I am a gypsy, a wanderer, a traveller, a nomad.

My wish was to be rooted in life - my life is about rooting out.

I am an upside down tree, my roots in the sky, my crown bedded in the earth.

What makes me human is my stem.

I am a gypsy, a wanderer, a traveller, a nomad.

I am the daughter of a father who was the same.

I am the daughter of a mother who was not.

What I wish for seems unreachable, what I am is what I am.

Life is moving - and I swim.

Life is changing - and I swim.

Life gives and takes - and I still swim.

I do not drown -

Cause I am

A gypsy, a wanderer, a traveller, a nomad.

Thank you Carmen and Thank you Luka.

Pink Tulips

Safar

Safar - Travel

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Moein

Safar kardam ke az eshghed jodah sham

I travelled to apart from your love

Delam mikhast dige ashegh nabasham

My heart wanted me to not be in love anymore

Vali eshghet too ghalbam munde ey vay

But your love is still residing in my heart

Dele divunamo soozoonde ey vay

It burned my foolish heart

Dele divunamo soozoonde ey vay

It burned my foolish heart

Hanuzam ashegham

And I am still in love

Hanuzam ashegham

And I am still in love

Donya ye dardam

I am in the world of pain

Messe parvaneha doret migardam

Like butterflies I circle around you

Messe parvaneha doret migardam

Like butterflies I circle around you

Safar kardam ke az yadam beri didam nemishe

I travelled so that you leave my memory I realized it´s not working

Akhe eshghe ye ashegh ba nadidan kam nemishe

Because the love of a lover doesn´t get less by not seeing each other

Ghame dur az to mundan ye bi bal o param kard

Grief from being far away from you made me without wings and feathers

Naraft az yade man eshgh safar ashegtaram kard

Love didn´t leave my memory Travel made me more in love

Hannooz pishmargetam man bemiram ta namiri

I am still dying before you I shall die so that you don´t

Khosham ba khateratam ino az man nagiri

I am blissful with my memories Don´t take them away from me

Delam az abr o barun bejoz esme to nashnid

My heart , from clouds and rain , beside your name didn´t hear a thing

Too mahtabe shabuneh faghat tsheshmam to ra did

In the moonlight of the night my eyes only saw you

Nasho ba man gharibe messe namehrabunha

Don´t become a stranger with me like the unkind

Bala gardune tshashmat zamin o asemuna

Above heaven your eyes the earth and the skies

Mikham bargardam amma mitarsam

I want to come back but I am afraid

Mitarsam begi harfi nadari

I am afraid that you will say you have no words for me

Begi eshghi namunde

You will say there is no love left

Mitarsam beri tanham bezari

I am afraid that you might go and leave me alone

Hannooz pishmargetam man bemiram ta namiri

I am still dying before you I shall die so that you don´t

Khosham ba khateratam ino az man nagiri

I am blissful with my memories Don´t take them away from me

To ra didam tu barun dele darya to budi

I saw you in the rain You were the heart of the sea

To moje sabze sabzeh tane sahrah to budi

You were the dark green wave You were the body of the desert

Mage mishe nadidet too mahtabe shabuneh?

Is it possible he didn´t see you in the moonlight of the night?

Mage mishe nakhundet too shehre asheghune?

Is it possible he didn´t sing you the song of the lovers?

Mikham bargardam amma mitarsam

I want to come back but I am afraid

Mitarsam begi harfi nadari

I am afraid that you will say you have no words for me

Begi eshghi namunde

You will say there is no love left

Mitarsam beri tanham bezari

I am afraid you might go and leave me alone

Hannooz pishmargetam man bemiram ta namiri

I am still dying before you I shall die so that you don´t

Khosham ba khateratam ino az man nagiri

I am blissful with my memories Don´t take them away from me

Hannooz pishmargetam man bemiram ta namiri

I am still dying before you I shall die so that you don´t

Khosham ba khateratam ino az man nagiri

I am blissful with my memories Don´t take them away from me

Peanut Butter

Peanut Butter used to be popular in the United States until January 2009 and rose to super stardom since then...Elected "Celebrity of the Year 2009" by my humble self, right after our new president Obama.

And while, from my point of view, this country is blessed with a gorgeous looking man in the white house, Peanut Butter never even made it close to my personal top 10 - Yes, i know and we all know that "the intrinsic values"... et cetera , et cetera. But whoever renounces the blank truth and reality that the first impression is not a sharp look straight into ones personality and soul, but rather a simple look at someones phyiscal appearance, is in denial - and Peanut Butter lacks the looks. And maybe, maybe we finally found out why PB looks the way it looks....

It is, in spite of its appearance, certainly one of Americans favorite foods: spread on bread, found in muffins and waffles, in oatmeal and pasta, soup and beef, ricecrackers and candy bars, cookies and even salad. Peanut Butter was part of the American Dream.

Salmonella and Peanut Butter not only had nothing in common, but put together are a so called "unhappy marriage". And there is a specific reason why. Food and shit just don´t go together - never.

Peanut Butter should contain by law a minimum of 90% peanuts, the remaining 10% usually consisting of natural sweeteners, a little bit of salt and some stabilizer to keep it fresh.

While Salmonella is a living bacteria housing in the intestinal tracts of infected animals or humans, passing from the feces to one another, causing disgust and diarrhea.

One of the nations largest proudct recalls are happening right now. No one dares to say it out loud, but : Americans were eating shit. And I think it would be only fair to know: Who shit in the Peanut Butter?