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Will (law)

Always honor Will of The Loved Ones. >>>

Why has this movement ended so quickly!?!

Surely the Iranian People cannot have given up the fight so quickly!  There is much to do! This can be a turning-point! >>>

Neda (1982-2009)

Posterized digital painting of Neda >>>

I Proxy Iran

One of the most prominent newspapers of The Netherlands published an appeal to all universities, companies and organizations to provide their proxy servers to the people of Iran>>>

Iran, Basijis, and the Bomb

There are 8 known nations that have nuclear weapons. Can anyone tell us why these 8 fuckers do not get rid of theirs, before insisting the rest of the 180 nations should not have any?>>>

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پارک لاله؛ جیغ، باتوم و خون

همین الان (شنبه 20:30 بوفت ايران) ازپارک برگشتم. اعصابم به کلی از این همه قصاوت و بی رحمی به هم ریخته. دیدن صحنه ها برایم مثل یه کابوس بود>>>

Iranians Heroic Uprising: What Now?

The movement for democracy and freedom should not die out. >>>

Raw at Red Rock

I escaped. I left June gloom behind and took to the road, chasing the unknown into the desert. The music is at full blast; a feeble attempt to obliterate the sounds and the images of a world that has gone mad. And now on this balcony of a new fate I stand drowned and raw to the bone, staring at the Red Rock which is glowing in the afternoon Arizona sun. The iPod ear buds deliver the high and low decibels to my core, so that every cell, sinew and muscle is soaked in the music. I feel my hair stand on end. The heat, the rage and the utter helplessness join forces and pound at my heart; fistfuls of deep and dark guilt deliver explosions, one after another, to my soul. The dam opens; tears cascade down my cheeks, drenching my face, dripping on the steno pad where my thoughts scream out of my pen>>>

Optimism as Resistance

I am an Iranian citizen and I did not participate in the fraudulent June 12th presidential elections in Iran. This is the awkward position I find myself in now, having spent nearly three weeks watching millions protest the results of that election in the streets of Iran and around the world. This is the awkward position I find myself in, surrounded by a sea of protesters demanding “Where is my Vote?” at the solidarity rallies I’ve been attending in the city where I live. This is the decision I am reminded of every day, as I sift through the seemingly endless stream of information being disseminated on the mainstream news, YouTube, Facebook, and the blogosphere for hours every day. This is the decision I am reminded of as I try to find my way in the world of citizen journalism>>>