Loneliness is a condition too familiar to many a modern person. To be alone, almost seen falsely as a virtue, is a curse that riddled the life of many greats and many smalls, and the effects of which can break a soul or leave a scar so deep that healing seems unbearable in and of itself. Loneliness is the curse, that bewilders and beguiles; and brings that outspoken question: Why?

The world is full of broken promises, from one to another, from one to a group, and even from one to themselves. So when one comes back to a world that they left behind so many time just to enjoy one of the last remnants of a genre slowly dying out, fulfilling a promise is merely that chocolate syrup on top of a pretty good sundae. The syrup that would be missed, if it wasn't there.

When a new year approaches, it's finally time for one to look back at all that happened and to plan for all that is yet to happen. Maybe the blind optimism, or maybe the conditioning of looking at something somewhat new is the reason, but the association of all the misery with a particular number on a calendar is a tradition; one that a broken mind can look forward to with some degree of excitement.

Sleep is more than just a great equalizer for the brain to gather all incoherent thoughts into a line and create coherence; sleep is also the guardian of the gate to the unwanted and unnerved thoughts that are safeguarded during the day. So when sleep is weak, it gives way to all kinds of craziness being free. The results? Something incoherent for sure, but also may contain that old nuggets of looking into someone's brain all curtains risen. 

Acting is often one of those most discussed topics of a movie production. With many different schools of thought in how it should be presented or appreciated, it's no wonder that for many people acting is something so inherently interesting. But what does acting mean to someone who is not one? What is that passionate profession for someone without passion? How does one prepare, if one isn't an "actor"? 

The stench of a politician, the gagging sensation of witnessing a lobbyist, and the disgust of reviewing politics. No matter how much one despises those foul feelings, politics remains there; always glaring like a hungry beast. So in some instances, there needs to be a confrontation. One last punch, before leaving the beast and keep running.

Musicals are such a grand form of art. They mix the joy of music and song, with the storytelling fit for a king, and they reach that harmony of creating something out of this world. Imagine, if you will, the grandeur of Musicals through a whole month; the joy, the rhythm, the stories, simply said, the musicality. What's not for anyone to enjoy?

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After some time apart, the voice you heard once is back again; and it's here to adhere to a promise long into making. A comedy show from half a century ago, revisited through modern eyes. Will it find a new home in the annals of comical genius? Or will it be yet another relic of the past that carry the rather unfortunate stench of its era? Will the laughter outpace the date? All and more will come back for yet another chapter in the quest to talk.

For every beginning, there is an interlude. For every sequence, there is a transition. For every note, there is silence. Here is that interlude, that transition and that silence. The final step, and yet the very first one. The end of an era, but with the promises of a new one. Goodbye, and hope to see you all soon for the start of a new beginning, for the first frame of a new sequence, and the first noise of a new note.

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From two corners of a vast country, from two different cultures, two different races, two different dialects, two men were born and two men had families. In Isfahan, an illiterate baker working day and night in the vicinity of literal fires to bake sweet treats for people of all ages who relied on him for their daily bread; and in Tabriz, a highly skilled doctor who resolved people's daily ailment and brought them back to full health. These two men, were patriarchs of two families; and from those two families came a boy and a girl and the result of that union was the man whose voice you hear.