In praise of oblivion

Back when I was young a friend of mine and I went to an Internet café. For the first time, I got familiar with the internet. He introduced Google and Yahoo to me and taught me how to search and it was a pleasant experience I will not ever forget. Then he made me an email in Yahoo.
We came back to our homes happily and decided to go there again. This time I did some research previously and when we got there I was ready. I made a blog for my self that is still there.
Then I showed it to him gladly and proudly and I told him that I have made a website for myself and I'm a famous person now. Then I taught him how to make one.
At the time blogger was an independent company and didn't belong to Google. After that, I got busy studying to get my diploma from the school.
We didn't have a computer in our home at the time and I forgot my blog. Long after when I was at university I tried to restore and remove it but I never could log in. Since then I've written many blogs in the Persian language and all of them are gone. But now I'm glad that I never could retake it because it wouldn't be alive now if I could. That blog shows me how innocent I was at the time and reminds me of who I was and how much I've changed. It's a nostalgic gift that still lives and talks to me thanks to Blogger and my oblivion.

Victims of beliefs

Removed .. 

To make it short we're victims of circumstances and circumstance itself is victim of another circumstance so I don't blame anybody. We're all somehow victims..

That's a one way of looking at the world

Life is a big TRAGEDY

Sellswords

One lesson life taught me is that when you ask something from someone, the honest and
the best answer you could get is "what's in it for me?"
The funny thing about this is that the above answer was the worst answer in my mind previously.
And now! It has turned out to be the best answer!

PS: Where am I going? 
Maybe looking for honest people and getting stabbed in the back is better than seeing all people as sellswords.
Maybe this is really what life is all about.