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Lover of Freedom "Cogito, ergo sum" (I think, therefore I am) "Sum ego quia sum, ergo fui." (I am me, because I am, therefore I was) "Nulla missio directa"
somewhere, someplace Beigetreten Temmuz 2017
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Saudi Prince MbS reveals that President Obama gave Iran $150 billion, and the IRGC didn’t even build a single street with that money.
Instead, they made missiles and drones. And they used the funds Obama provided them to finance and arm terrorists like Hamas, Ansar Allah, and Hezbollah. With these funds, Iran offers safe harbor to the leaders of Al Qaeda, including one of Osama Bin Laden’s sons who was indoctrinated into jihadism.
Obama is by far the worst man to ever set foot in the Oval Office. The neoliberals like Hillary Clinton, Victoria Nuland, Samantha Power, etc. who ran his administration did so deliberately in order to keep the region destabilized and to use Iran as a buffer to prevent the Gulf states and Israel from amassing too much prosperity.
The Arab Spring in turn was their way of creating a refugee crisis that would plunge Europe into financial and social turmoil, the effects of which are plain to see today as they struggle with irreversible demographic change.
Chaos is a ladder, and peace is bad for the Democrats. It was the their way of keeping the Middle East down so they could retain the unipolar world order under the neoliberal agenda.
The neoliberals did the same with Ukraine, and they tried to do it with Kazakhstan, Belarus, Georgia, Slovakia, Hungary and Poland. And they did so through USAID.
Evil, evil stuff.
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🇫🇷 BREAKING: Paris ERUPTS tonight — Thousands of French citizens flood the streets with candles & crosses, boldly declaring FRANCE IS A CHRISTIAN NATION!
Europe is finally waking up. Enough is enough.
Time to TAKE OUR COUNTRIES BACK and defend our Christian heritage before it’s gone forever.
The Great Awakening is here. Who’s standing with them?
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Before I ended tonight's Iran Revolution Livestream I told you all that my political spidey senses are tingling like they did back on February 27.
Listen to this. Wow. youtube.com/live/BBjF9OK8r…

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@Realneo101 @PahlaviReza One nation,
One flag,
One voice,
Shah Reza Pahlavi is our choice✌🏻
#KingRezaPahlaviForIran

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Leaders of the dead:
In shadowed halls where power once burned bright,
A gallery of ghosts' stares into endless night.
Red crosses mark the fallen, one by one,
A grim album of those whose wars are done.
First row, the old guard in robes and stern regard—
Khamenei’s shadow, Larijani’s calculated card,
Shamkhani’s cunning, Mousavi’s steady hand,
Pakpour, Soleimani—architects of a deadly land.
Below them, generals in uniform and veil,
Sholdsraneh, Aziz, Nasirzadeh—tales of iron and steel,
Asadi’s secrets, Salami’s thunderous roar,
Shekian guarding skies, Hajizadeh demanding more.
The middle ranks with medals cold as stone,
Bagheri’s staff, Rashid’s garrison of bone,
Kazemi twice-named in intelligence’s game,
Mohaghegh, Mohrabb—whispers without a name.
Then operations, missiles, Faraja’s watchful eye,
Rabbani, Rezaeian, Bagheri under a blood-red sky,
Shirazi of the BIT, Qasem Soleimani’s kin,
Mohammad Reza Zahedi—another ghost within.
Atomic shadows in the final row they stand,
Hossein Hemdani, Mazafari Nia, hands once planned,
Jabal Ameli, Fakhrizadeh—brains behind the veil,
Borji, Tehranti Moghadam—dreams that now derail.
A group photo of the vanished, crossed in crimson ink,
Leaders who danced on edges where the reaper’s blade did sink.
They plotted in Tehran’s chambers, struck in foreign fields,
But fate, that silent sniper, claimed them all as yields.
No victory parades for these commanders cold,
No eulogies in marble—only stories left untold.
The living glance at portraits, shiver at the cost,
For in the game of thrones and shadows, every player’s lost.
Yet somewhere new faces rise to fill the empty chairs,
Another generation marches toward the same affairs.
The wheel of power turns, the red crosses multiply—
Leaders of the dead, beneath a blood-red sky.

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I am 28 years old, and I have lived my entire life suffocating under the Islamic Republic. I am writing this from the streets of Tehran, nearly a month into a war, and let me tell you a truth that the outside world cannot seem to comprehend:
My biggest fear right now is not the missiles.
My paralyzing, everyday terror is walking out my front door and hitting an IRGC checkpoint. It is the sickening knot in my stomach when the people I love step outside, knowing they might get dragged away by these monsters. Nothing is, was, or ever will be worse than this regime. You cannot convince me otherwise.
I am bleeding myself dry. I spend every ounce of my energy and money fighting this digital blackout, buying VPN after VPN just to force a connection through so I can be the voice of my people. And what do I see when I finally get online? Analysts sitting safely abroad telling us, *"You haven't tried all the paths yet!"*
Are you out of your minds?
The last "path" we took, over 40,000 of us didn't come home. On that path, a live bullet flew centimeters past my ear and right past the head of the most precious person in my life. I almost lost my best friend forever on that asphalt. What goddamn path is left to take?
Why do you trample on the spilled blood of my compatriots? Why do you spend your time fighting Crown Prince @PahlaviReza instead of listening to a crushed, bleeding nation?
Last night, I watched his speech. Do you know what I felt?
Relief.
The profound relief of hearing an honorable man echo the exact pain and demands of his people, with more precision than anyone else. And I felt pride. I felt absolute pride in the truth, structure, and beauty of his words.
Do you know how heartbreaking it is that pride is a foreign, alien emotion for an Iranian today? He gave that back to us.
We screamed his name with all our might. 40,000 of our fallen heroes signed his leadership with their own blood.
Stop fighting our choice.
Listen to us.

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