Ancestral soil

A strong mystical connection exists between the soul and soil

16-Dec-2007 (4 comments)
Ancestral soil – I don’t mean “the fatherland”, the nation-state, the racial or linguistic group to which a person belongs. I mean the dirt and soil upon which you walk, composed of the blood and pulverized bones of your ancestors. Our forebears (those who supported themselves by agriculture) had an intimate and spiritual relationship with the land about them. Living in mainly settled communities, they rarely strayed far from their villages. Houses and farmsteads were passed down from father to son; generations of the same family came to be buried in the same earth, eventually dissolving and becoming a part of it. >>>


Soft war

Preparation for massive bombing of Iran

16-Dec-2007 (13 comments)
Hands Off the People of Iran (HOPI) held a successful launch conference on earlier this month. Nearly 90 members and observers packed the Somerstown Community Centre in central London. Comrades from many different political organisations and persuasions ensured that the conference was lively, with a wide range of views expressed and amendments and motions voted on. Iranian comrades played an active role in the discussions, helping provide the basic understanding of the situation to enable informed debates. >>>


 «گرد» و «گردو»

رابطهء ايده و ايدئولوژی

16-Dec-2007 (5 comments)
خوانندگان ثابت مقالات من می دانند که من تا چه حد نسبت به واژه های مربوط به مفاهيمی که بکار می برم و نحوهء تحول تاريخی ـ معناشناسی آنها حساسيت دارم. من، در کنار اين حساسيت بر اين اعتقاد هم هستم که اغلب ما ايرانی ها کمتر به اين جوانب الفاظ و مفاهيمی که بکار می بريم توجه داريم و ذر بسياری اوقات آنها را بصورت هردمبيل و گتره ای بکار می گيريم و، مثلاً، به صرف نزديکی الفبائی دو واژه می کوشيم با فهم خود از يکی، آن ديگری را نيز تعريف و تبيين کنيم. فکر می کنم بی اساس هم نيست که برخی از ما ايرانی ها مخترع اين ضرب المثل مشهور بوده ايم که « هر "گرد" ی "گردو" نيست»، لابد، به قصد هشدار و تنزيه!>>>


16-Dec-2007 (6 comments)
درهمهمه ی جمعیت
در پرسپولیس
تصویر شاه، سایه ی خدا،
خط خطی شد
در آن شلوغی
کلاغ بر تخت نشست
قارقار ِ کلاغلان
پُر کرد کوچه وُ خیابان را


It was a pomegranate

... -- not an apple -- depicted in the biblical Garden of Eden (Part I)

15-Dec-2007 (4 comments)
Pomegranate fruit has a fascinating history of traditional use as a food, as a medicine, and as a cultural icon, which dates back thousands of years. The pomegranate originated from Persia and has been cultivated in Georgia, Armenia and the Mediterranean region for several millennia. Pomegranates were one of the earliest fruits to be domesticated and their range now includes the Far East, India, the Mediterranean, and the Americas. The wild pomegranate did not grow natively it originated in eastern Iran and came to the Aegean world along the same cultural pathways that brought the goddess whom the Anatolians worshipped as Cybele and the Mesopotamians as Ishtar>>>


To only dream
15-Dec-2007 (one comment)
In my dream
The lover – no longer- plants his seed
In Earth’s womb bringing life to all
Who lie in peace

In my dream
A walk down childhood’s alley
A knock on the cracked wooden door laced with grace
Opens to tales as long as “a thousand and one nights”
Where Deeve rides the white horse and saves us all
From the Prince’s claws >>>


فردای يلدا

تا تو را نمی شناختم پاييز را دوست نداشتم.

15-Dec-2007 (one comment)
آتشکده ام برفراز بلندايي بود؛ همانجا که گلِشاه مهربان هر روز می نشست و ساعت ها با خاک و آب و هوا گِل درست می کرد و آدم می ساخت، نيلوفر آبی می ساخت، گاو بزرگ می ساخت و پرنده هايی با بال های زرد و سبز و سرخ. آدم ها دو تا که می شدند برمی خاستند و رقص کنان می دويدند، نيلوفرها به رنگ زر می شدند و بر آب های آسمان حرکت می کردند، و گاو بزرگ از عشق بارور می شد و به تنهايي همه ی گندم های جهان را می زاييد تا پرنده ها از ازل تا به ابد بر سر گندم ها پرواز کنند.>>>


فیوز انفجار کشیده شده

نبرد البته در جبهه دیپلماتیک و اقتصادی ادامه خواهد یافت

15-Dec-2007 (8 comments)
به نظرم همه ما می باید آسوده خاطر تر باشیم. مداخله نظامی امریکا هیچ نتیجه ای جز فاجعه برای کشور ما نمی آورد، که در این بحران نشان داده شد چه جائی در گفتمان ملی ما دارد ــ بالا تر از همه چیز، از جمله خودمان. به نظرم اینکه فرصتی پیش آمد که بتوان نظرگاه (پرسپکتیو) نیرو های مخالف را عوض کرد فرا آمد مثبتی بود. ما برای ایران مبارزه می کنیم نه با جمهوری اسلامی. اگر در میدان هستیم از دوستی با ایران است که موجودیت هر روزی اش با این رژیم تهدید می شود، نه دشمنی با این و آن، حتا با جمهوری اسلامی. از سوی دیگر چشم انداز زشت و نگران کننده مردمانی که پویش قدرت و رسیدن به بیشترینه خواست های خود دیدگانشان را تیره کرده است، در سرو صدای دو سه ساله گذشته پدیدار گردید.>>>


Justice under god

The highlight of repression in the Islamic Republic starts with the Bill of Retribution

15-Dec-2007 (160 comments)
Justice must correspond to the necessities of our time. The penal system of the Islamic Republic of Iran is not in compliance with our society’s expectations. Our Iranian norms of morality and Islamic jurisdiction cannot complement each other. To describe how this system was mechanically imposed on our society, we must go back to the first years after the revolution of 1979 in Iran to see how the IRI steadily developed an ever greater repression with a growth in the number of executions and increasing violence throughout the country>>>



Chat and telephony technology

15-Dec-2007 (10 comments)
Most of us are familiar with those cheap 10-10 numbers we can all use to call friends or family members during those holiday times of year. And if you're more technically advanced, you've probably even used such things as Skype or instant messaging to stay connected. Today I've discovered an even better option for staying connected, not only during the busy holiday season, but for any time of year. It's called goober>>>


 نه مرسی
15-Dec-2007 (5 comments)

پس چکار باید کرد

بدنبال قدرتمندان رفتن , ارباب گرفتن

مثل یک پیچک گمنام دور کنده درخت گشتن

با نوازش این قیم بالا رفتن با تزویر و سرعت

بجای بلند شدن در آسمان با حمت و قدرت ؟

نه مرسی



Stealing riches

What should the third world do in order to protect itself

14-Dec-2007 (10 comments)
Why so many Iranians fear of their INDEPENDENCE to be taken away by the US or other foreign countries, INFIDEL, or maybe more of a fidel nature? This fear is a very old one and we can mostly guess about its causes and origins. Of course this is nothing particular to Iranians, and I have seen citizens from Lybia or Iraq to Uganda, Congo or Venezuela and so forth to have similar fears. Why are these people afraid of the West (what is perceived as the most modern and powerful countries in the world) threatening their INDEPENDENCE, or maybe pride, or maybe... >>>


Call from death row

My instincts tell me that at the end of this black night, a warm sun is going to shine in the sky

13-Dec-2007 (68 comments)
Walls, only walls. I am surrounded by walls. I cannot forget any of the terrifying moments of these last few days. I don't want to think about how time is running out. Only a few more days... From the first day of my arrest, five years ago, until now, the sky is all I can see. During all these unbearable moments, I can only stare at the endless fences of my prison. I can only see its towers and its barbed-wires which pierce my heart. Do you hear the bleeding of my wounded heart?>>>


What would you tell him?

Innocent question for you Iranians, who happen to be Muslim

13-Dec-2007 (42 comments)
"I am 35 years old, and live in Iran," he tells you. OK. 35? This is not The guy looks at least 55 for God's sake. But fine, you let it go.
"Ehhhhhhh iroonee hasteed? Pas cheraa zoodtar nemeegeed? Cheh lahjatoon khoobeh. Taazeh oomadeed? Kojaa veezaaa gerefteed?"
Ignoring you, he continuous: "Life is not bad, although it could be better. There's a corrupt group of individuals that are powerful and run the show, and the central government has not been very stable, but, personally, I can't complain too much. I want to see my country prosperous, Iranians good to each other, and world peace." >>>


Shape and purpose

It was as though all my life I had been longing for the way clay feels in my hands

Quite by accident, I came to know an accomplished Iranian artist in our community in Berkeley. His name is Farrokh Shehabi, and he is a ceramics artist. Though he is an engineer by education and profession and managed his construction business for many years, for the past ten years he has found his lost love and passion, pottery. He says about that passion: “It was as though all my life I had been longing for the way clay feels in my hands, as it finds shape and purpose, each piece telling its own story.” >>>