by Mostafa Sarabzadeh
A day in a quiet place, with four walls surrounded you, and a half broken window, and many black ants that are marched behind the window, you probably feel scared and suddenly wake up at 6 am. It’s early but it is going to be late. Seconds and seconds go further till you open your eyes and say a lot, see a lot, sense a lot, smell a lot, wish a lot, and help a lot with a new feeling of grows and sublimity which always remind you "you were nothing", " you are nothing " and " you will be one the the same nothing ". A real nothing as human being and our table, but full of being as creature will bring you another 6 am, with an open window and a white-dressed black ant who invite you a coffee.
Last updated May 20, 2021