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| 6 | انسان ، حاصلِ جنگی‌ست میان آن‌چه هست، آن‌چه می‌خواهد باشد و آن‌چه جهان از او می‌سازد. حقیقت این است که هیچ‌کس از تاریکیِ درونش جان سالم به در نمی‌برد؛ بعضی در آن گم می‌شوند، بعضی با آن کنار می‌آیند و معدودی چنان بر آن مسلط می‌شوند که دیگر حتی روشنایی نیز نمی‌تواند فریبشان دهد !!
زمان، نقاب‌ها را می‌درد؛ قدرت، ماهیت‌ها را آشکار می‌کند و تنهایی، آخرین پناهگاهِ ذهنی‌ست که دیگر به هیچ توهمی ایمان ندارد !!
در نهایت، نه آن‌چه به دست آورده‌ایم تعریفمان می‌کند، نه آن‌چه از دست داده‌ایم؛ بلکه حقیقتی که پس از فروپاشیِ تمام باورهایمان، هنوز جرئتِ پذیرفتنش را داریم !!
شاید بلوغ، چیزی جز مرگِ تدریجیِ توهماتی نباشد که روزی آن‌ها را حقیقت می‌پنداشتیم !! | 22 825 |
| 7 | انسان ، حاصلِ جنگی‌ست میان آن‌چه هست، آن‌چه می‌خواهد باشد و آن‌چه جهان از او می‌سازد. حقیقت این است که هیچ‌کس از تاریکیِ درونش جان سالم به در نمی‌برد؛ بعضی در آن گم می‌شوند، بعضی با آن کنار می‌آیند و معدودی چنان بر آن مسلط می‌شوند که دیگر حتی روشنایی نیز نمی‌تواند فریبشان دهد !!
زمان، نقاب‌ها را می‌درد؛ قدرت، ماهیت‌ها را آشکار می‌کند و تنهایی، آخرین پناهگاهِ ذهنی‌ست که دیگر به هیچ توهمی ایمان ندارد !!
در نهایت، نه آن‌چه به دست آورده‌ایم تعریفمان می‌کند، نه آن‌چه از دست داده‌ایم؛ بلکه حقیقتی که پس از فروپاشیِ تمام باورهایمان، هنوز جرئتِ پذیرفتنش را داریم !!
شاید بلوغ، چیزی جز مرگِ تدریجیِ توهماتی نباشد که روزی آن‌ها را حقیقت می‌پنداشتیم !! | 1 |
| 8 |  Remember this amidst all your weariness and loneliness, keep in mind that you have someone who is always by your side. | 18 047 |
| 9 | Amir Eslami | 26 996 |
| 10 | Amir Eslami | 1 |
| 11 | متن خود را جایگزین کنید | 1 |
| 12 |  I gave everything I had to reach you—my time, my patience, my pride, even the pieces of myself I swore I would never lose. I kept walking toward you, believing that if I tried hard enough, loved deeply enough, and endured long enough, somehow fate would finally take my side.
But it never did.
Perhaps that is the cruelest tragedy of love: sometimes two hearts can love each other and still never belong to each other. I fought for us until there was nothing left to fight with, yet every road I took somehow led me farther away from you.
In the end, I didn't lose because I stopped loving you.
I lost because love, no matter how sincere, cannot always defeat fate.
And so I walked away—not because I wanted to, but because I had finally reached the end of everything I could do.
You were the love I spent everything to reach…
and the love I was never meant to have.
— Amir Eslami | 24 679 |
| 13 |  Fame is a throne built from the ashes of obscurity, and success is the price paid in silence for the privilege of being remembered.
I do not seek the applause of the crowd; crowds are fickle, and admiration is a currency that loses its value with time. I seek something far more enduring — a name that survives the voices of those who once doubted it.
Let them speak. Let them underestimate me. History has never been written by those who waited for permission.
There is a certain elegance in ambition: to walk through darkness without begging for light, to suffer without displaying the wound, and to rise without announcing the ascent.
I do not desire a life that is merely lived.
I desire a legacy that outlives me.
For when the world finally remembers my name, I want it to remember not the man who was given greatness, but the one who forged it from nothing.
— Amir Eslami | 21 009 |
| 14 |  Success is not about proving yourself to everyone. It is about becoming the person you once believed you could never be.
Keep moving when nobody notices. Keep building when nobody believes in you. Let every failure teach you, every setback strengthen you, and every difficult day remind you why you started.
One day, the same people who doubted your journey will see where it took you.
Stay focused. Stay disciplined. Stay hungry.
Your story is not over. The best chapters are still ahead.
— Amir Eslami | 17 447 |
| 15 | کیرم توی خارمادر OCD که نمیتونیم یه اهنگ بزاریم و چنل نا مرتب نشه | 24 |
| 16 |  World politics is rarely a game of heroes and villains. Behind speeches about peace, justice, and freedom, there are often interests, alliances, money, power, and calculations that the public never sees.
Nations speak of principles when those principles serve them, and speak of necessity when they do not. Allies can become enemies overnight, enemies can become partners when interests change, and yesterday’s promises can disappear the moment they become inconvenient.
In the world of politics, morality is often written in speeches, while power is written in decisions.
The dirtiest part of the game is not that everyone lies—it is that sometimes the truth itself becomes a weapon.
— Amir Eslami | 17 129 |
| 17 |  Men judge generally more by appearances than by reality, for sight alone belongs to everyone, while understanding belongs to a few. A ruler who wishes to preserve his power must learn when to speak, when to remain silent, when to show mercy, and when to appear merciless. For in the world of power, intentions are often hidden behind appearances, and those who reveal everything they think may surrender their greatest advantage. Therefore, the wise man does not seek to be feared or loved at every moment, but to be respected, understood, and never easily deceived.
— Niccolò Machiavelli | 21 085 |
| 18 |  You are my favorite feeling. | 19 353 |
| 19 |  I was forged in silence, sharpened by betrayal, and taught by the ruins of everything I once believed in.
I don't chase power anymore—power learned to recognize my name.
Those who watched me fall mistook the silence for defeat; they never understood that I was simply becoming harder to break.
Now I walk where shadows hesitate, carrying a past that could have destroyed me—but chose to create me. | 19 713 |
| 20 |  The winners take what the world refuses to give them. The losers watch everything they once had disappear, piece by piece.
That is the cruelest tragedy of existence: some are destined to conquer, while others are left to bury the ruins of their own dreams.
And in the end, the world remembers the ones who stood victorious—not the ones who fell. | 21 388 |
