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When everyone is Lonely No One is Lonely ---Mahnaz Badihian

mahmag  •  21 October, 2006

When everyone is Lonely No One is Lonely
Pooyan.S

I was one of those people who was never lonely, even in loneliness...how I can be lonely when I don’t know the most accessible person that I know. Life did not leave me a moment to be alone with her to know her.

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Nobel Prize---Orhan Pamuk

mahmag  •  14 October, 2006


copied from : the saccharinist
First, the Nobel Prize for Literature went to Orhan Pamuk-- a highly-acclaimed best-selling writer whose most high profile claim to fame has been his condemnation by the Turkish government for being anti-Turkish because he has made a cause for himself (some say merely to gain attention) by preaching that the 1915 genocide of over 1 million Armenians by the Turkish government is a crime that needs to be recognized by the state of Turkey.

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End of Era: Mahfouz is Gone

mahmag  •  02 September, 2006

End of Era: Mahfouz is Gone


Naguib
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I Have a Question by Pooyan Sadeghi

mahmag2  •  14 August, 2006

I have a question. It's a doozie though, so I don't even know how to phrase it. But the gist of this question, in its general and simplified form, not pertaining to any particular subject, is such:

what are we doing here?

The "what" probably should be capitalized, as should the "we" and the "doing;" that will allow us to avoid religious connotations from the capitalization. The "what" is our state of being, i.e. what is the state of our reality? The "we" is straightforward, and represents our species. In my opinion, however, the core of the question lies in "doing." The "doing" has immediacy of current action, and carries with it intent – also to be considered as planning for future states. We specify the question with the "here," such as: what are we doing (this afternoon for lunch)?
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Sadegh Hedayat (1903-1951)

mahmag  •  27 July, 2006

sadegh hedayat

Sadegh Hedayat
Sadegh (or Sadeq) Hedayat (in Persian: صادق هدایت; February 17 1903, Tehran—9 April 1951, Paris) is Iran's foremost modern writer of prose fiction and short stories. He was born to an aristocratic family and was educated at the Lycée Français (French high school) in that city. In 1925 he
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Decision by Pooyan Sadeghi

mahmag  •  20 May, 2006

It has been, what, almost three years since I plunged into this hard earned path.


"You have to wake up soon; you have so many patients to round on."

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Spirals, Tides, and Pennies in a New Age

mahmag2  •  11 April, 2006

Spirals, Tides, and Pennies in a New Age

By Andrés Alfaro

I am an admitted desensitized entity. Before I knew them my forebearers had already presented me with the delights of cemeteries and shovels.
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John Timpane - The smelliness of you

mahmag  •  03 February, 2006

Sketchy Species
John Timpane

The smelliness of you
by John Timpane in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

You’ve all met him.

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shortest story

mahmag  •  29 September, 2005

Author of shortest story: Monterroso won Spain's Asturias prize for literature
Augusto Monterroso

The Guatemalan writer, Augusto Monterroso, winner of Spain's Prince of Asturias literary prize - is credited with writing one of the world's shortest stories.
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