Malek: Okay, okay, let's agree on something, he is limited in abilities, he has no picture among the metaphysical wall of fame, black is his color tends towards white, just like you, he is human, but what about me?!
You dared to forget my existence?! Damn the world, and in revenge I am not Latef and I am not responsible for what will happen, all of you and latef with you seem young like the sound of embers entering water, but me? I am your hearts, I am the bulbs of your mind, I am the rain, I am the sky, it is different, stop fooling around I do not want to hurt anyone! Shall I turn the world into an insane asylum? Theoretically you are minors, every mind has packed its bags and left.
•Stop, this is what we are, humans and you are not a Allah to judge anything.
Malek:And here he is philosophizing now
•Go away, you are just a feeling in an artery
Malek: Everything beautiful will disappear with me!
•Does this mean you will disappear too?
Malek: Not before the world disappears, my little one!
•What are you planning?
Malek: Eternal glory, and the idea that you have no one but me
•Shiver, Stop this hurts, Earthquakes in the sky, what a fallen one you are!
Malek: No, those are your brain cells, and those are your people, and those are their feelings falling.
What's special about them, you idiot? They think that a girl caused all this! They believe that you are an old man in his twenties, all that distinguishes him is that he is in a high stage of depression, so my madness is madness, and I am crazy! And damn you.
•I secrete depressing hormones, I will not be executed alone! And what is inside me is not a barbecue, sir, what is inside me are the crazy celebrants themselves, and be happy, this disease is contagious, move back, your rich and the poor, your beautiful ones and the wretched, Latef is an artist, my little girl, not a womanizer, a mental patient or a mental patient?! I think I'm a psychiatrist, no, I'm a psychiatrist, "Sajeda wa Allah baynanā".... Rabbi get him out of my head, and this body can't handle two, damn his life, so I can live as a forgotten man, I've had enough, I don't want to have two names, he's making a mistake, why in heaven's name should I be punished?!
Malek: This is because we are sinners
•Shut up! Talk to Allah here
Malek: Shut up like them, kneel in a corner and keep quiet. You're the feeling, and those are just hormones, man!
•You won't paralyze me anymore, I'll feel, you damned one, and let the world kneel on its knees until morning, Annoyed by my voice now! No, it scares you, you fear the black hole, you stars, what really bothers you is that you are clear to me. I am your fear, you annoyed ones
Malek: Do you mean that this is megalomania?
•Rather, the grandeur of madness, you fool! As if the rebel is hell, and as if his reddish orange light is drawn in your eyes
Malek: Calm down
•I'll go crazy and burn the world, then burn myself, then...
Malek :Then I said calm down, calm down little one! Everyone is gone, calm down now.
•I don't want to feel, I just want to get high and rave
Malek : I know, but they are human
•This is not an excuse, my difference does not mean that I am the devil,
Malek: you are something that flew away, flew away from everyone and isolated itself, and they are just knocking on a distant door, and of course you are the spoiled laziness,
•and you remain the only one who subjugates this mind, rather the only one who knows best who tries to act at least
Malek: Is there anyone else?!
•Hahaha, forget it! You have the world, I am above the sky, I have my spot
Malek: Do you share with me?
•You are my creature and I will take care of you! Then his wife called him, the coffee is ready, so he adjusted his tie and kissed the coffee and left, this is what Latef does, he doesn't expect anything from anyone and damn the disappointment!
Malek: You are perfect for me, don't worry, salute the king
•Don't exaggerate, I am just a broken with prestige, well what you still don't understand is that I don't really resemble anyone, evil and goodness are swelling inside me, and spiritually everything will appear at night, even if you meet me, you will not meet me, sophistication, on a table in space and this is just dinner, and I am the one who chooses you, not you who choose me! What do the letters that make everyone cry do to their writer? The philosophy of choice was not raised in the subject, and we were forced to be like this, hungry to the point of satiety, satiated to the point of hunger! Funny to the point of seriousness, and I was taken to the point of returning! No one will understand, they will not bother themselves to delve deeper
Malek: Then let me annoy them, sir, annoy them to the point of obsession, salute the king, and knock all the wine glasses over to him, toast, sir.
A toast..
Malek: May I ask you a question, Your Majesty? Just curious
•What now?
Malek: What will happen to her? Especially after it was said that the Latef was weaned
•Nothing will happen, let her go, the farmer loves to fool around
Malek: But she insulted us!
•It's okay, let the moon fall, as we took everything, nothing is left for us in it, perhaps imagination is only imagination, perhaps it is impossible to embody it in reality, and perhaps the special thing about her is that it will not happen to us. Pluck out your eyes and pluck out my heart, and let us both lose our sight, As if I am on a big hand shaking my body, The sound of a woman's groaning and now I have a nosebleed, Wait a minute, people, They took my blood and smiled with it, A word you carry, A look out of place that hurts my mind, I wish I wasn't so observant, Foolish like the rest, Glory to the few, glory to the rebellion, and glory to everyone who noticed it, Glory to my confessions, and damn you and the cowardly repression, Nothing scares me...
Malek: Kill him immediately, people..
•I will wake me up in you...
Malek: Beware of him, he revives every feeling and every sensation..
•The arteries will explode and the nation will feel again, What about the me? om not is not just a voice, he is a word that twenty volumes will not contain, so let's start over and start again, love exists and is bigger than all of you dead people, accept it, no one has the right to deny it, neither you nor you, we are all insects too ridiculous to say that feeling is fake, smile, mother, your son has a high position in translating feelings, so, world, be patient, and lie on my mother's chest I do not feel my pulse but she makes me bleed, damn the deformed, trivial emptiness, only cowards like you like this chaos, and I, mother, feel the world.
Malek: But strands of her hair on her bed, do a tear fall?
• So what? Damn her, maybe cancer struck us together, her hair and my lungs in one go, love did not kill me, on the contrary, it made me alive, do not dare doubt! Ask how Latef lived in his alley? How did he escape the fangs of the snake? I hate the last hour of the party, the glasses are dirty and clogged, farewell.. goodbye.. exhaustion and in the taxi the game of colored cubes, let's be careful not to meet eyes, we might go crazy for a moment in the back seats
Malek: I will be your driver, sir
•No, you will stay here, you and all my hidden flaws, a defect, a fit of deformity, I almost became everything, everything those hands are unable to produce, and you know what? With all the strength I have not been given yet, fuck you!