Edge What is life? What is love? What is reason?

Walt Whitman wrote something like this line in his great book, Leaves of the Grass, I do not know what American thinks of Whitman today – probably some classic poet or something – but I love him too much, his words made me calm, I read his poems and my imagination become awake and I start to work, I am a student of English Letter in one of the universities of Mashed. A big, crowd, Smokey city in North East, with people like other cities, materialistic and usual, lairing to each other, thinks of money and sex, pray God in dreamy ways and thinks of themselves as Religious things.

But how thinks what is life? What is reason? What is love?

I am not sure but I think some one thinks, I am pessimistic these days, why not? My country standing in the edge of WAR and I hate war, as I hate radical religious activities as I hate politicians.

I hope of NO WAR ON IRAN.

But it is not useful, my politics man of capital wants war, and world is ready for another massacre, who can save us? Who?

I just can think of God, but I think God said something that people are free to choose, even choose war and death. Yes, God said something like that and I am afraid, I must be ready for anything, anything which is going to happen for my life, for my country, for my love.

Soodaroo
2006-01-13
1: 01 PM  ¶ 1:07 AM