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June 3, 2008
Would you like to fly? I am sure, you don’t think wanted to fly. I would like to fly when i was a child. I couldn’t fly when i was a child. Because there didn’t have any wing. But i wanted freedom. I understood then i couldn’t fly.
I spoke to my father. “ I want freedom and i want to walk around the world” i said. “ I have got a present for you. I will give you tomorrow “ he said. Then he gave me a present. I was excited. I opened the present quickly. My father bought a book for me. But i didn’t know reading. Only i saw pictures. He bought comics for me. It’s name was “ Around the world in eighty days”. Its writer was Jules Verne. Everyday, my mother read for me.
Then i started primary school and i learnt reading. Firstly i read this book. I liked reading and writing.
Only, i understand these, reading is an old curse. Because, people always write about suffer, sadness and sometimes happies in the past. They like living in their own world and they creative a new world. Other people read them and enter to this world.
We share sadness, suffer and happies with them. Sometimes we execute them and we threw fire them and we burn their books.
I have got a big loneliness and heart and i share this with books. I like them and they like me. Books often speak but we don’t understand them. Only, poems always speak to me.
“She said wait, I will come
I didn't wait, she didn't come
It was someting like death
But nobody died” said Attila İlhan
Perhaps, All these are very nonsense for you. If you have got a big heart, all these are very meaningful for you.
Do you believe in the God? I believe the god. Why?. Because when i thought the god, i fly to infinity. So i have got everything the world but i haven’t got anything the world.
“As long as i have my own glass of buttermilk,
By God! I never think others honey.
Even if silliness twists my ear,
I never sell my freedom in exchange for slavery. “ said Mevlana.
I’m sure.Now you are confused head. Everday, i’m confused:)) But i always like reading. Because, everyday i build a new world. Everyday i demolish this world. I understand these, you read to spend a lot of time, you very lone.
ENPROSIS
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