On one occasion, so it was narrated, Stalin called for a live chicken and proceeded to use it to make an unforgettable point before some of his henchmen. Forcefully clutching the chicken in one hand, with the other he began to systematically pluck out its feathers. As the chicken struggled in vain to escape, he continued with the painful denuding until the bird was completely stripped. “Now you watch,” Stalin said as he placed the chicken on the floor and walked away with some bread crumbs in his hand. Incredibly, the fear-crazed chicken hobbled toward him and clung to the legs of his trousers. Stalin threw a handful of grain to the bird, and it began to follow him around the room, he turned to his dumbfounded colleagues and said quietly, “This is the way to rule the people. Did you see how that chicken followed me for food, even though I had caused it such torture? People are like that chicken. If you inflict inordinate pain on them they will follow you for food the rest of their lives.”

friends mean everything.
even i'm a little bit drunk right now, it's true.
it was one of the best valentine's day in my life.
i went to tophane and smoke "nargile", then went to asmalimescit and drank "raki" then finally i went to dolmabahce and drank "sahlep", in a friendly atmosphere.
i felt like home, i was totally open.
friends are everything.

just to remind again:

the future is unforeseen
no one is indispensable

only animals live in the present
we are obliged to think about our future, 
even if it surprises us
we can't forget people, 
even if they are not indispensable
this is our mind : hope and memory

black & gold

'cause if you're not really here
then the stars don't even matter
now i'm filled to the top with fear
but it's all just a bunch of matter
'cause if you're not really here
then i don't want to be either
i wanna be next to you

les femmes sont extremes; elles sont meilleures ou pires que les hommes. *

kadinlar asiri uctadir; erkeklerden ya daha iyi ya da daha kotudurler.

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* La Bruyere

bir mağara çiçeği yürüyor içimde
içli bir bulut geçiyor üstümüzden
kalk gidelim.

je vis, j'ai peur
je crie de douleurs
en secret je m'enterre
je cherche la chaleur
je m'enfuis dans les airs
au delà de la terre

au ciel de toutes les couleurs
ton soleil réchauffe mon coeur

will i gain the world and lose my soul?

i will let you down
i will make you hurt
i wear my crown of shit
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
i cannot repair

Curiosity killed the cat
it kills me