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Literature
Anvil
Pray the forger in the heavens,
To forge the sky clear.
A bright silver chain,
A hammer so near.
Beg the smith up above,
To smith you a success story.
Hammer, forge, anvil, and chisel,
Iron tablets telling of what's to be.
An anvil,
On which to form chains.
An anvil,
On which is an iron tablet of change.
The anvil takes no note of repeated strikes.
The hammer pays no attention to the bending of will.
The metal no more innocent than small shrikes.
Forged skies and smithed stories, but no note is taken. Still work to do. Still ground to till.
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Literature
Office Job
Impractical dreams,
Superstitions that cling.
My Saturdays and Sundays are never planned,
But I'm prone to dream.
Hunched over a keyboard,
9 to 5 somehow.
I'm looking for change.
I look now.
But now the times have passed,
From when I predicted the answer,
Before the question was asked.
Wondering if I belong in a twelve-hundred dollar apartment here.
Only having a couple hours of sleep takes it's toll,
I hesitate accepting an invite from a man sent to me.
A college education, sheathed in a bookcover, "Perfect Wedding"
But "Impatience solved nothing." my mother warned me.
There are cons and there are pros.
I pretend my dreams don't exist.
Because I need to have a life,
I ignore all his demerits.
Always I have a way out.
Every night is a test.
But in bed, a different him shows up,
"Why don't you take a rest?"
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Literature
Rain #2
These days, it no longer rains.
These days, it only pours.
The water runs off, not to remain.
But the storm leaves it's mental sores.
It doesn't rain so often.
Something to be a bit glad about.
But in the pouring rain and since then,
Lord knows what we've forgot about.
The ground is dry in only a couple days.
One doesn't spend much time standing in mud.
But the time spent in mud those couple days,
Can form and leave the person standing in a rut.
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Literature
Ich bin krank. Und Sie? (English in Description)
Ich bin als normales Kind groß geworden, aber als ich ein Teenager wurde, änderte sich alles. Natürlich hatte ich die normale hormonelle Instabilität, die meine eigenen Probleme verursachte, aber es wurde klar, dass ich mehr Probleme hatte. Ich hatte Glück, einen Psychologen in der Familie zu haben. Es gelang mir, seine College-Lehrbücher auszuleihen, und im Alter von 14 Jahren machte ich einige erschreckende Selbstdiagnosen. An meinem fünfzehnten Geburtstag habe ich die Idee fallen gelassen, weil ich im Alter von 14 Jahren Hypokondriak war. Meine Eltern mochten es nicht, wenn ich über psychische Erkrankungen rede, weil meine Familie keine gute Historie hatte. Am Ende sprach ich mit dem Psychiater in der Schule, der meinen Eltern alles erzählte, was ich ihr zuversichtlich erzählte, als ich anfing, über Selbstmord zu sprechen. Ich habe nie wieder einem Berater vertraut. Ich wurde vor kurzem 16 Jahre alt. Während ich auf ein Vor
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Literature
Too Blind to See
When I've gone, I'll leave something behind.
Something will remain to guide to you.
Someone will tell you to move on,
'Cause no matter what happens, I'll leave you.
You should've known from the start.
There was nothing I could do for you.
There was nothing you could do for me.
But I'm a hypocrite. I too should've knew.
Maybe my heart is black,
Or maybe I'm too grim.
Just move on,
Love someone with less sin.
I don't deserve as good as you.
Neither do you deserve as bad as me.
We both knew,
But we were too blind to see.
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Literature
Rain #1
Rain falls down,
Into an ocean of souls on the ground,
Giving a little life,
Before returning as vapour to the sky.
Mountains of life,
Erode over time, none survive.
Death calls on every name,
Only to erode their soul in rain.
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Literature
Writober 31st (Halloween) - 2018 FINALLY
Halloween's come, nearly gone.
Christmas sales start tomorrow...
Not including those that did so yesterday.
This is a very fast-paced world.
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Literature
Writober 30th (The Party of the Dead) - 2018
Calling upon everyone who ever lived,
Change is afoot.
The two party system has failed.
You knew it would.
There's a quick out of it,
A third party exists,
One everyone'll be part of at some point.
To join, everyone at some point wished.
We're very careful about who joins us.
Very strict requirements are said.
Firstly, most difficult, you have to have ceased living,
To be part of the party of the dead.
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Literature
Writober 29th (Jack-O-Lantern) - 2018
Lights in many ways burn.
Such as a candle in a pumpkin,
making a Jack-O-Lantern.
Over time, it's a part of Halloween.
The faces we carve in pumpkins,
For all, for it to be seen.
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Literature
Writober 28th (In Good and Bad) - 2018
In rich and poor.
In good and bad.
How rare it comes to fruition.
It makes me somewhat sad.
All too often,
Beauty will fade.
With it the ebb and flow of relations,
No matter what people have said.
What happened to loving
Someone for they're mind?
All too rarely, will
A love like this, you find.
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Literature
Writober 27th (Ailurophile) - 2018
Up the road,
Lives an older woman.
A cat-lover some said.
Just a bunch of cats. No man.
Kind old lady,
That old ailurophile.
I'd guess seventy or so cats.
Some people visit her every once and awhile.
Ailurophilia can grow dangerous,
For everyone involved.
Yet no one bothers this old lady.
Suppose she died, what happens to the poor feline mammals?
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Literature
Writober 26th (Your Own Creations) - 2018
Your own creations,
Are more dangerous,
Than anything that,
Is real and serious.
Your own imagination,
Is scarier,
Than anything,
I can write here.
I can try to scare you,
But you know I'll fail.
Even Stephen King's books,
Are just as well.
Your own creations,
Will hurt you more,
Than anything people write.
Because the human mind is forever sore.
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Literature
Plastic
I'm made of plastic,
Not of metal.
I am cold.
Even my heart, mechanical.
I'm made of plastic,
And just for you.
It's possible,
Because of technology new.
I'm made of plastic,
In this plastic world.
Now, come dance with me,
And join my plastic world.
I'm made of plastic,
Just made by machines.
Everything's changeable.
Even my plastic dreams.
I'm made of plastic.
You can live with me.
A world of plastic.
Can't you see?
I'm made of plastic.
I'm beautiful.
You know you want me.
Join me in a plastic world.
Body's elastic.
No more getting sick.
No doctor, but mechanic.
I love plastic...
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Literature
Writober 25th (Demon) - 2018
We all have them,
Whether we talk of them or not.
Demons among us, on the inside,
Changing the way we act, and our thoughts.
Some people hate their personal demon.
It causes all sorts of things that they don't find moral.
Some people love them.
Life can be good with that distraction neural.
Demons can hurt us...
Kill all feelings, break all bonds.
Can demons help us?
Distract from the reality. Free us it from?
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Literature
Writober 24th (Witches) - 2018
Witches are all around.
But not the kind you'd hope to have found.
The people who systematically control,
The people who observe and learn all events that unfold.
There is a point, where you learn so much,
That what you do seems to a layman, pure magic.
And, whether it's because you don't care,
Or wish not to break the illusion, you let them believe it.
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Literature
Writober 23rd (Trolls) - 2018
Trolls are creatures,
From myths that we're told.
Notes, "Rarely helpful to humans."
"Humanoid, smart, but slow."
Depending on source,
Varying appearance.
Why haven't we,
Seen lore of these creatures since?
Myths have some basis in reality,
From Old Norse, "tröll".
But evidence we lack to prove,
They existed or exist still.
Interesting concept though.
Smart and indifferent to humans.
Often watching, playing the stupid role.
Witnessing what we do proper, and all our sins.
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Literature
E-FAP
The closer i come to your naked form
the farther away you seem to be
The more I cum to yet another broad
the less physical intercourse seems to be
The sensation I get
from pixels on the screen
elated by the idea of sex
rather than know what it means
My hand trails off to my crotch
the only part that I truly feel
while eyes perpetually glued to photoshops
imagining what it'd be like if she were real
Keywords speed dialed for the tapping
pants off, computer on for the fapping
the internet is a amalgam
of all the worse fetishes
for me to welcome
as my mind wishes
they would come to life
and give me happiness
for the night
Every Frame A Pause
for my dick to have cause
The closer I climb this mountain of excess
the farther true bliss seems to be
The more I succumb to my ecstacy
the less human I seem to be
Know every part of the female body
except for the heart
never been good for the talking
can't figure where to start
My eyes trail off to your features
awkward and deceitful aversion
while
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Literature
Nothing But Moths
Lights and dreams, moths we are flying
Tell me now:
Can you, can you, can you
Live alone, live alone
Forever, ever, ever
'Cause we're dying!
Our dreams are crushed
But we're still searching
Can anybody hear our cries?
We're like moths to a flame
Trying to find the way
Are we born to be blind, following a path?
Ripping off our chains
Yet we still listen to them
'Cause we're sleep walking in the rain
Holding hands, holding hands
Wondering, wondering, wondering
When they will escape, when they will escape
Breathe in, breathe in, breathe please
'Cause we're dying!
Our dreams are crushed
But we're still searching
Can anybody hear our cries?
We're like moths to a flame
Trying to find the way
Are we born to be blind, following a path?
Ripping off our chains
Yet we still listen to them
'Cause we're sleep walking in the rain
Can you hear me?
You may not have noticed
We're told to completely give in
Is your head in the clouds?
Or are you paralyzed
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Literature
Poet's War
T'was digging a grave
At the gates of Hades
When a preacher passed me by
He was dressed for war
And in his hands he bore
A poem that he let fly
It soars out to hit
A wicked ship
Where a pirate's flag flew high
The air then rung
With the dread ship's guns
and poems filled the sky
A black wolf howled
Her poetry loud
Her attack was underway
Armed to the teeth
With poems deep
The wolf had joined the fray
Across the plains
more warriors came
an archer shot a haiku
The preacher stood tall
refusing to fall
blow for blow he threw
More then hurled
Into this war of words
Word smiths honed their pens
What started a duel
Had grown with fuel
Turned into a war of friends
But at this rate
We'll run out of graves
I guess I'll return to work
I might just observe
These poets words
As the duelists go berserk.
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Literature
What doesn't kill you
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
But what if you don't want to live much longer?
What if you're tired of being strong?
Tired of always being wrong.
Tired of fake smiles no one seems to see through.
Tired of not knowing what to do.
No where to turn.
Waiting to burn.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
That saying couldn't be wronger.
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Literature
The true leader of the pack
Her crimson red eyes
Shine brightly in the darkness
Her soft, warm abyssal black fur
Camouflaging her body
But there is another set of eyes
That can focus only on hers
For he is a creature of light
And the darkness blinds him
He would follow her anywhere
Trusting her with his precious life
And she would carefully guide him
For she is the true leader of the pack
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Literature
Tell me
Set this straight we can do this right
unravel our lies, bring the truth to light
We can fix this if we're honest
why cant you be honest?
I'll go first, no sense in hiding
Its your turn now, why do you stay silent?
wish you could just let me in
but here comes the excuses 
Its just the truth its as easy as that
no more lies or distorted facts
You know I'd forgive any sin
Do you even know what the truth is?
You start to speak, I cut you off
one last warning, now you start to cough
take your time to revise your claim
and you try to fool me yet again
Its just the truth, its as easy as that
I'm done with your lies, just let go of the past
I cant stay if you wont trust me
Why cant you just trust me?
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Literature
Revenge
A perfect smile is hiding
A broken heart that's dying
I feel the hatred creeping up again
Save you words for later
paint yourself a traitor
In hell, I have planned revenge
I might be broke and battered
nothing in my life matters
nothing, and no one, hate is all I know
Look up at me, look up at me
see how I returned your love
when push had turned to shove?
look up at me, look up at me
there is no mercy in my heart
as I tear your soul apart.
What did I do wrong here?
did I break your heart, dear?
Why do you say that I deserve to die?
All the pain I rendered
hurt you after you surrendered
I'm sorry, not Sorry. I love it when you cry.
Look up at me, look up at me
whisper that I love you
as I cut your heart in two
Look up at me, look up at me
see the look in my eyes?
welcome your demise
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry
Look up at me, say something, please
Why did we have to end this?
was there something more you wanted?
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Literature
Invisible Man
Pay attention and you might see me
away from the crowd, I'm invisible
No connection, just let me be
I have no interest to know you
grey man walks away from you
I pretend you can't see me
I ignore your calls and slip from view
Sorry friend, but I'm busy
I have no friends nor family
don't be sad, I'm quite happy
Don't assume, I'm not lonely
Cant you see that I'm smiling?
In this crowd I'm just a face
nothing special at all here
don't make a sound, you're just too late
I disappear before you know me.
Like a ghost I fade from sight
No one notices that I'm gone now
Its ok, I'll be alright
I enjoy the silence that I found
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Literature
Humans and wolves
Humans and wolves
are more alike than they think
both are pack-animals.
 
And no one wants to be
the telltale "lone wolf"
for we desire company.
 
The fairy tales of old,
warn us of the "bad wolf".
Was it the same for you?
 
When we first met
I sensed more curiosity,
than danger or fear.
 
Rather two lonely souls,
drawn together under the moon,
recognizing each other.
 
My proud she-wolf,
don't let anyone,
treat you like a bitch!
 
For you are a goddess,
even among wolves
and I love you!
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Literature
Reality
You can feel it in the air
all the hatred and despair
Why is everyone unaware?
Walking headlong into the snare
So I made a different reality
away from this brutality
abandoned rationality
escaped this insanity
Walk with me into this new world
why do you think this is so absurd?
The calling is like nothing you heard
why do you think me disturbed?
I made a different reality
Free from the decay and depravity
If you stand still you can feel the gravity
escaping away from calamity
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Literature
Inside
Prowling in my skull,
a dark presence, whispering:
"I will consume you."
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Literature
Find a way
Turn away
its not ok
don't see me turning to ashes
I'm diseased
I cant breathe
I've been deceived, and I'm out of chances
Run far from here
don't come near
trust me dear, you don't want to see this
Dust to dust
broken trust
my soul is corrupt, falling into the abyss
its all just lies
its my demise
please don't cry, I'm already too far gone
I'll find a way
you don't have to stay
I might decay, But for you my love will live on
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Literature
Odds
There's 1 in 10 chance you lied
2 in 10 that you even tried
3 in 10  that you're evil as sin
with a 4 in 10 chance you're a wolf in sheep's skin
5 in 10 chance that you never loved me
with 6 in 10 chance that you're really filthy
7 in 10 chance that your heart is black
8 in 10 chance that I'll take you back
9 in 10 chance you'll break my heart
10 in 10 chance that its all my fault
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Journals aren't normally my thing outside of memes and what-not, but, I've had a lot of opinions I need to get off my chest, especially as society grows increasingly dangerous in many places.

So, I know I'm probably going to lose some watchers because of this, but I want to be clear: I don't seek any sort of violence against the United States of America or even those who support less-than-moral ideals within this country. I also do not hate this nation, but I fail to see things to be proud of within this nation. My point of view is one stuck between Iranians and Americans, but I try to ignore this bias the most I can. I'll discuss the United States first. I actually like the theory of this nation. It's a beautiful idea, capitalism is (like it's opposite, communism), on paper. However, when put into real practice, capitalism incites increasingly aggressive nationalism, similar to communism's almost, reverse-nationalism. As an Iranian-American I can bear witness that the more aggressive American nationalists tend to act before thinking. I once did an experiment regarding political situations in my local region. The majority of the region I am in is reasonably Republican, so I decided I'd try to be Democrat for awhile. Of course, being 14 or 15 or so, I don't get too much exposure to anyone outside of my age group, but I did try. Almost everyone who found out that I was a "Democrat", the first words out of their mouth were that I was a communist, seeking to do away with Christianity and force everyone to tolerate each other. Now whereas I don't necessarily agree or disagree with what they say about Democrats here, it is somewhat extreme that that is their first response. I'm certain there are places in this nation where a Republican would face the same opposition, but I cannot witness for them. I knew the US was polarized, but this is kind of depressing. In addition, the US has a few freedoms that nations that aren't as badly polarized don't have. Some of these matter differently for different people, but pretty much the only unique one is our right to bear arms. This, without a doubt, is a good freedom to have, but people take it quite far these days. I'm not saying our right to own large weapons (assuming we have the proper licensing) is a bad thing, but it is most certainly not what the people writing our laws had in mind. It is reasonable to expect a nation with this much freedom to place some exceptions on it. Now most people who seek to do harm aren't going to be deterred by mental checks or background searches. They can all be faked, changed, or outright ignored by some sellers, but even if it deters one or two people seeking to do harm, won't it have already paid for itself? Or perhaps I'm being too optimistic today, putting too much value on human life...I doubt it's value sometimes these days (but that's for another time). It also is slightly concerning, that the more nationalist some Americans become, the more likely they are to outright call foreign nationals that dislike the nation, or even their own neighbours that don't necessarily like the nation, terrorists. At some point, this becomes something to worry about. Arguably, being who I am, I'm likely worrying about it, before the average several-generation American would. Maybe I'll make someone start thinking about this, or perhaps everyone will just ignore this.

Now, I get a chance to talk about my family's home nation. However, I must be very careful what I say, so as to not anger or trigger anyone. I won't discuss the terrorist actions of Iran in certain nations. However, I will mention that very few American or European terrorists were Iranian. Most were Saudis, and domestic terrorists. Recently, in the news, you may have heard about protests in Tehran. This is because and only because of what the United States has done. Much of Iran has gotten over what originally divided them from the US. Our generation on either side hardly knows the reasoning anymore, and our parents' generation's memory fades. Eventually even those who do remember clearly won't be here. So why do we keep arguing about it? Similarly to nationalists here, in Iran, nationalists who chant "Down with the USA." for a given translation, are only the extremists. The people there are human too. Most of them worry about making ends meet, with the economy suffering just as badly as it has in the US before, if not worse. I would compare a particular Eastern Bloc nation or a certain Central European nation to it, but that's opening another can of worms, one of which, I'm not quite educated enough to debate on yet. Not many of them even care about the US. It's a background to their daily lives, much like the occasional mention of Iran in the news is to us. As much as I hate to speak bad about authority though, our current president in the US has only poked at something that was starting to calm down. Iran no longer holds a grudge regarding the Revolution (which is something I would prefer not go into because it's not even remotely clear despite what each side will tell you), but the US is only giving the nationalists something to hold a grudge about. Admittedly, in the past, many more aggressive Iranian government leaders have been rude and threatening to the US, but you can't hold an entire country that has a reasonably tolerant current leader accountable for something the majority don't condone nor condemn.

I apologize again for writing a journal like this; Perhaps I'll delete it later. I just have a lot of bottled up opinions.

Wherever you as a reader are reading this, whether you're American, or Canadian, or Hungarian, or German, or French, or Iranian, or Japanese, whether, you're right or left, or authoritarian or libertarian, or something else entirely, please never stop fighting for what you believe in, nor let anyone silence you, but be smart about it. Sometimes it's better to stay quiet, but never let your hope for a better life die out, because if you lose hope, what else is there to live for?

Postscript: I didn't think I was actually going to write and post this, so I'm proud of myself.


Edit: I welcome comments and notes, and I'd love to discuss or debate things.
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Pray the forger in the heavens,
To forge the sky clear.
A bright silver chain,
A hammer so near.

Beg the smith up above,
To smith you a success story.
Hammer, forge, anvil, and chisel,
Iron tablets telling of what's to be.

An anvil,
On which to form chains.
An anvil,
On which is an iron tablet of change.

The anvil takes no note of repeated strikes.
The hammer pays no attention to the bending of will.
The metal no more innocent than small shrikes.
Forged skies and smithed stories, but no note is taken. Still work to do. Still ground to till.
Impractical dreams,
Superstitions that cling.
My Saturdays and Sundays are never planned,
But I'm prone to dream.

Hunched over a keyboard,
9 to 5 somehow.
I'm looking for change.
I look now.

But now the times have passed,
From when I predicted the answer,
Before the question was asked.
Wondering if I belong in a twelve-hundred dollar apartment here.

Only having a couple hours of sleep takes it's toll,
I hesitate accepting an invite from a man sent to me.
A college education, sheathed in a bookcover, "Perfect Wedding"
But "Impatience solved nothing." my mother warned me.

There are cons and there are pros.
I pretend my dreams don't exist.
Because I need to have a life,
I ignore all his demerits.

Always I have a way out.
Every night is a test.
But in bed, a different him shows up,
"Why don't you take a rest?"
Office Job
I know I'm too young. And I know I haven't had a real job yet. But I like trying hypothetical points of view. This one quickly took a turn I didn't expect to go, but I can say I'm satisfied with it.
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These days, it no longer rains.
These days, it only pours.
The water runs off, not to remain.
But the storm leaves it's mental sores.

It doesn't rain so often.
Something to be a bit glad about.
But in the pouring rain and since then,
Lord knows what we've forgot about.

The ground is dry in only a couple days.
One doesn't spend much time standing in mud.
But the time spent in mud those couple days,
Can form and leave the person standing in a rut.
Journals aren't normally my thing outside of memes and what-not, but, I've had a lot of opinions I need to get off my chest, especially as society grows increasingly dangerous in many places.

So, I know I'm probably going to lose some watchers because of this, but I want to be clear: I don't seek any sort of violence against the United States of America or even those who support less-than-moral ideals within this country. I also do not hate this nation, but I fail to see things to be proud of within this nation. My point of view is one stuck between Iranians and Americans, but I try to ignore this bias the most I can. I'll discuss the United States first. I actually like the theory of this nation. It's a beautiful idea, capitalism is (like it's opposite, communism), on paper. However, when put into real practice, capitalism incites increasingly aggressive nationalism, similar to communism's almost, reverse-nationalism. As an Iranian-American I can bear witness that the more aggressive American nationalists tend to act before thinking. I once did an experiment regarding political situations in my local region. The majority of the region I am in is reasonably Republican, so I decided I'd try to be Democrat for awhile. Of course, being 14 or 15 or so, I don't get too much exposure to anyone outside of my age group, but I did try. Almost everyone who found out that I was a "Democrat", the first words out of their mouth were that I was a communist, seeking to do away with Christianity and force everyone to tolerate each other. Now whereas I don't necessarily agree or disagree with what they say about Democrats here, it is somewhat extreme that that is their first response. I'm certain there are places in this nation where a Republican would face the same opposition, but I cannot witness for them. I knew the US was polarized, but this is kind of depressing. In addition, the US has a few freedoms that nations that aren't as badly polarized don't have. Some of these matter differently for different people, but pretty much the only unique one is our right to bear arms. This, without a doubt, is a good freedom to have, but people take it quite far these days. I'm not saying our right to own large weapons (assuming we have the proper licensing) is a bad thing, but it is most certainly not what the people writing our laws had in mind. It is reasonable to expect a nation with this much freedom to place some exceptions on it. Now most people who seek to do harm aren't going to be deterred by mental checks or background searches. They can all be faked, changed, or outright ignored by some sellers, but even if it deters one or two people seeking to do harm, won't it have already paid for itself? Or perhaps I'm being too optimistic today, putting too much value on human life...I doubt it's value sometimes these days (but that's for another time). It also is slightly concerning, that the more nationalist some Americans become, the more likely they are to outright call foreign nationals that dislike the nation, or even their own neighbours that don't necessarily like the nation, terrorists. At some point, this becomes something to worry about. Arguably, being who I am, I'm likely worrying about it, before the average several-generation American would. Maybe I'll make someone start thinking about this, or perhaps everyone will just ignore this.

Now, I get a chance to talk about my family's home nation. However, I must be very careful what I say, so as to not anger or trigger anyone. I won't discuss the terrorist actions of Iran in certain nations. However, I will mention that very few American or European terrorists were Iranian. Most were Saudis, and domestic terrorists. Recently, in the news, you may have heard about protests in Tehran. This is because and only because of what the United States has done. Much of Iran has gotten over what originally divided them from the US. Our generation on either side hardly knows the reasoning anymore, and our parents' generation's memory fades. Eventually even those who do remember clearly won't be here. So why do we keep arguing about it? Similarly to nationalists here, in Iran, nationalists who chant "Down with the USA." for a given translation, are only the extremists. The people there are human too. Most of them worry about making ends meet, with the economy suffering just as badly as it has in the US before, if not worse. I would compare a particular Eastern Bloc nation or a certain Central European nation to it, but that's opening another can of worms, one of which, I'm not quite educated enough to debate on yet. Not many of them even care about the US. It's a background to their daily lives, much like the occasional mention of Iran in the news is to us. As much as I hate to speak bad about authority though, our current president in the US has only poked at something that was starting to calm down. Iran no longer holds a grudge regarding the Revolution (which is something I would prefer not go into because it's not even remotely clear despite what each side will tell you), but the US is only giving the nationalists something to hold a grudge about. Admittedly, in the past, many more aggressive Iranian government leaders have been rude and threatening to the US, but you can't hold an entire country that has a reasonably tolerant current leader accountable for something the majority don't condone nor condemn.

I apologize again for writing a journal like this; Perhaps I'll delete it later. I just have a lot of bottled up opinions.

Wherever you as a reader are reading this, whether you're American, or Canadian, or Hungarian, or German, or French, or Iranian, or Japanese, whether, you're right or left, or authoritarian or libertarian, or something else entirely, please never stop fighting for what you believe in, nor let anyone silence you, but be smart about it. Sometimes it's better to stay quiet, but never let your hope for a better life die out, because if you lose hope, what else is there to live for?

Postscript: I didn't think I was actually going to write and post this, so I'm proud of myself.


Edit: I welcome comments and notes, and I'd love to discuss or debate things.
  • Listening to: Scar by Aliaj
  • Reading: Neunzehnhundertvierundachtzig von George Orwell
  • Playing: Tetris

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