bu vesileyle Ataturk'un dunyaya gelmis en yuce insan oldugunu bir kez daha hatirlatmak isterim
ben bugun bunlari yasayabiliyorsam hepsini Cumhuriyete ve hicbir zaman layik olamadigimiz Atam'a borcluyum
ne kadar Ataturk dusmani varsa hepsini gotunden sikeyim
zamaninda bikac zengin vardi, nereye gittiler ne yaptilar sik sik seyleri ballandira ballandira anlatirlar biz bilemeyince de kendilerince asagilarlardi
toyduk, kucuktuk tabi bisey diyemiyorduk
simdi onlarin gidemeyecegi yerlere gidiyor, yemedigi seyleri yiyor ve hicbir zaman yapamayacaklari seyleri yapiyorum
annem babam da memur ha, calistik biriktirdik bilegimizin hakkiyla geldik
sizin vergi kacirip isci somurerek kazandiginiz paraya benzemez lol
girsin gotunuze.
We are slowly removing coincidence out of our lives. We don't pick a restaurant before even checking the ratings. We don't hear music before the algorithm ever predicts we'll like it. We don't even take a route before maps removes the wrong turn. Barely meet someone even before checking their profile. And none of that is necessarily bad. But that's what makes it interesting because every tool nowadays removes every tiny bit of uncertainty, but uncertainty is where a lot of your favorite memories came from. The place you found by accident, the friend you met because the plans changed. The street you weren't supposed to be on that ended up having the best restaurant you've ever been to. We've optimized our life so well to the point where nothing unexpected ever has room to even happen and a life with no accidents is easier to manage, but it's just harder to remember.