"Sorgulanmayan hayat yaşamaya değer değildir" felsefesini kendime ilke edinmiş bir insanım. Sosyalizm, şiir, edebiyat, müzik ve insan!
Bu gece yaşanan acı gerçekle bir kere daha görmüs olduk ki, bu siyasal islam iktidarı gençlerine sahip çıkmıyor . Yurtta kalan öğrencilerin defalarca asansörde kalmasına rağmen tamir ettirmeyerek ve dikkate almayarak “ 15 kişilik asansöre 16 kişi binmişler“ diyerek açıklama yap ve suçu onlara yık ondan sonrada Bizden toplanılan depremzedelere yardım parasını şerriyat sevdalısı Somali’ye $30 milyon olarak bağışta bulun 👏
It's 5 am and I can't sleep. It's raining outside. It's dark and cold. I put on my headphones and went for a walk in the rain and tonight I want to sleep in a forest and see the stars. I have a lot to write but I will not write this time because I will be lost in the flow. and it's won’t over , until I win
I remembered the words of a teacher who taught us Family Psychology these days: "How much we need people." But if they ask, we all love loneliness very much. But we cannot do without love. Even if they ask again, we cannot accept. We cannot defeat the disease called pride. I think lonely| It's not love, it's insecurity. We are afraid of being friendly to people. Mostly from being deceived…..
If our life consisted of paper, we would probably have a pencil in one hand and an eraser in the other.
We used to scribble on a white page without listening to anything. We looked, it was not like in our dreams, we would delete it from where we started. Until we regained consciousness. But I'm sorry, our life is not paper, we can't shape our lines like a pencil. And most importantly, our mistakes and mistakes are not erased with an eraser..