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June 21, 2007

Hi, I'm a puppet


I am a puppet. I wish I had the chance to live. This is the wish of every puppet I know of. You might think it's funny but you should live in the world of puppets to feel how a puppet feels. I don't know everyone around me but it seems that we are all very alike. It seems we share something that we know nothing about it. I partly know one being. I speak, read, and live for her. She lives inside me. Maybe she is that delicate hand that moves me every day. The only thing I know about her is that she sometimes can be as nice as an angle and sometimes she becomes a devil. So she's sometimes calm, emotional caring and sometimes she's out of control like a child. It seems that she's in touch with a higher being. If not so I'm sure that she knows someone else. It seems that she's always waiting for something to happen or someone to come.
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June 20, 2007

Our Empty Box


I and lots of other are in this box. We are living here. We can't do much. We just eat, breath, and sleep. This box is smells of nothing. No one has enough space. There is a man in front of me from time to time he step my feet and his elbow is in my right eye. I know stepping on my foot is a sign that I am hungry and I need some water. I hate him. There is a lady in my back she is always saying something in my ear even when I'm sleep. She is cautious. I like her more than the man. I dream about both the man and the lady but I have never seen them. The only thing we do in the box is talking about what happens if we could spend one day out of this box we always say why we are in this box and we never come up with an answer. There is girl next to me she just cries and never tells anyone what is wrong. A boy on my left he has only a knife with which he cut himself all day long .He doesn't talk with anyone either. I sometimes watch him when he sees the blood coming out of his skin he laughs loudly. We are all waiting for something to happen but it seems that nothing and nothing is going to happen. Everything repeats and we are all waiting for something to happen.

May 23, 2007

Thank You

Thank you professor Marandi you really made a difference with what you taught us this semester.This is from every student in your writing class.

May 21, 2007

Id, Ego, Super-ego


Id: The newborn child is regarded as being completely 'Id-ridden', in the sense that it is a mass of instinctive drives and impulses, and demands immediate satisfaction. This view equates a new born child with an id-ridden individual - often humorously - with this analogy: an alimentary tract with no sense of responsibility at either end!
The id is responsible for our basic drives such as food, sex and aggressive impulses, and demands immediate satisfaction. It is amoral and egocentric' ruled by the pleasure-pain principle; it is without a sense of time; completely illogical; primarily sexual; infantile in its emotional development; will not take 'no' for an answer; is without verbal representation and therefore does not enter consciousness.
Ego: The word ego is taken directly from Latin where it is the nominative of the first person singular personal pronoun and is translated as "I myself" to express emphasis.
In Freud's theory, the ego mediates among the id, the super-ego and the external world. Its task is to find a balance between primitive drives, morals, and reality while satisfying the id and superego. Its main concern is with the individual's safety and allows some of the id's desires to be expressed, but only when consequences of these actions are marginal.

Super-ego: The super-ego tends to stand in opposition to the desires of the id because of their conflicting objectives, and is aggressive towards the ego. The super-ego acts as the conscience, maintaining our sense of morality and the prohibition of taboos.

The Interpretation of Dreams” – Perhaps his most significant writing Freud Believed that whatever our conscious mind was afraid to deal with came to the forefront of our thinking through dreams. He believed dreams are our mind’s way of letting the unconscious come to the surface.
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The Dream

It was someone's funeral. I was there. I was asking "whose funeral is it?" but it seemed that no one could see me. Then I saw a group of people carrying my body, yes it was my dead body." I'm not alive! Now I remember what happened, I have committed suicide. Few hours ago I took some pills oh, it was awful. Now I hate those people who made my life a hell. I hate all of them. Perhaps they are now saying "she was a fool, she did nothing with her life" but they don't know all the things I know all the things I can't express. Now I'm leaving the earth I'm going somewhere that is better than the hell I experienced on earth. I hear something. I wake up. It was a nightmare no it was not a nightmare it was a sweet dream. I sit on my bed I can see some pills on my left. I think is easy to make dream come true.


By:Raheleh

May 15, 2007

IRAN

Everyone knows that Iran has beautiful hot desert. But unfortunately not many people visit these deserts. The best thing about Iran's desert is its clear sky. At night when you look at the sky you think if you rise your hand up you will be able to pick the stars. You feel that there is nothing between you and the sky .Unfortunately I don't have any picture of Iran's deserts so I will some picture of Iran's northern woods.










The pictures below are from Kish Island In Persian Gulf.
Unlike other Islands Kish is peaceful place to spend your holidays.











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May 4, 2007

I'm Crying


It was about 20 years ago that I was nothing. I had no body no soul no nothing. Then in one of the cold winter evening I became I. I heard a sound which told me "you are a human now." "Why should I be a human I want to be nothing. I am happy of being nothing." I said. The sound told me you have your mission just like other humans." I too weak too do missions I like to live up here rather than down there." the sound told me" I give you this (pointing to my head) to solve and to think, I give you this (pointing to stomach) to eat and be strong, I give you soul to dream and go beyond the physical world…. He name few more thing (that unfortunately I don’t remember) and the last was" if you missed me you can cry." Being an infant I cried, being a child I cried, being a teenager I cried, still I cry and every time I do I hear his voice in my ear "If you missed me you can cry."