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“Under no pretext should arms and ammunition be surrendered; any attempt to disarm the workers must be frustrated, by force if necessary”
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“The argument was this: a civilization shackled to the strictures of excessive control on its populace, from choice of religion through to the production of goods, will sap the will and the ingenuity of its people – for whom such qualities are no longer given sufficient incentive or reward. At face value, this is accurate enough. Trouble arrives when the opponents to such a system institute its extreme opposite, where individualism becomes godlike and sacrosanct, and no greater service to any other ideal (including community) is possible. In such a system rapacious greed thrives behind the guise of freedom, and the worst aspects of human nature come to the fore, a kind of intransigence as fierce and nonsensical as its maternalistic counterpart.
And so, in the clash of these two extreme systems, one is witness to brute stupidity and blood-splashed insensitivity; two belligerent faces glowering at each other across the unfathomed distance, and yet, in deed and in fanatic regard, they are but mirror reflections.
This would be amusing if it weren’t so pathetically idiotic…”
― Reaper's Gale
And so, in the clash of these two extreme systems, one is witness to brute stupidity and blood-splashed insensitivity; two belligerent faces glowering at each other across the unfathomed distance, and yet, in deed and in fanatic regard, they are but mirror reflections.
This would be amusing if it weren’t so pathetically idiotic…”
― Reaper's Gale

“وقتي گريبان عدم با دست خلقت مي دريد
وقتي ابد چشم تو را پيش از ازل مي آفريد
وقتي زمين ناز تو را در آسمان ها مي كشيد
وقتي عطش طعم تو را با اشك هايم مي چشيد
من عاشق چشمت شدم نه عقل بود و نه دلي
چيزي نمي دانم از اين ديوانگي و عاقلي
يك آن شد اين عاشق شدن دنيا همان يك لحظه بود
آن دم كه چشمانت مرا از عمق چشمانم ربود
وقتي كه من عاشق شدم شيطان به نامم سجده كرد
آدم زميني تر شد و عالم به آدم سجده كرد
من بودم و چشمان تو نه آتشي و نه گلي
چيزي نمي دانم از اين ديوانگي و عاقلي”
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وقتي ابد چشم تو را پيش از ازل مي آفريد
وقتي زمين ناز تو را در آسمان ها مي كشيد
وقتي عطش طعم تو را با اشك هايم مي چشيد
من عاشق چشمت شدم نه عقل بود و نه دلي
چيزي نمي دانم از اين ديوانگي و عاقلي
يك آن شد اين عاشق شدن دنيا همان يك لحظه بود
آن دم كه چشمانت مرا از عمق چشمانم ربود
وقتي كه من عاشق شدم شيطان به نامم سجده كرد
آدم زميني تر شد و عالم به آدم سجده كرد
من بودم و چشمان تو نه آتشي و نه گلي
چيزي نمي دانم از اين ديوانگي و عاقلي”
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“Social media gives legions of idiots the right to speak when they once only spoke at a bar after a glass of wine, without harming the community ... but now they have the same right to speak as a Nobel Prize winner. It's the invasion of the idiots”
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“When wisdom drips blood fools stand triumphant.”
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