These two Iranian women were both shot in the eyes by the Islamic Republic for one simple “crime”: demanding freedom in the streets and refusing to hide their beautiful hair. With the help of some German organization, we managed to help smuggle them out of Iran. Now they live in Germany. Recently, I met Farideh first time, the woman in white, who lost both of her eyes after regime forces shot her in the face. She told me she still believes she will see again. I asked her softly, “Really?” She smiled, a huge, beautiful smile and said: “Yes. I believe I will get my eyes back.” Then Kosar hugged her tightly and suddenly started crying. Later, she told me why. She said she felt guilty because she still has one eye left… while her friend lost both. I cried too. Imagine surviving bullets, exile, surgeries, pain… and still carrying guilt for seeing with one eye while your friend lives in darkness. I wish I could do something bigger than just inviting them Europe to Europe, or giving them platform and telling their stories. If technology ever makes that possible, I would give one of my own eyes to Farideh. Is it possible?

My illiterate mother has been my role model. She never went to school, but somehow understood courage better than most world leaders. She faced danger, humiliation, fear, and still taught me how to stay strong and never bow to tyranny. I haven’t seen my mother in more than a decade. Not because I committed a crime. Because I spoke. That’s what dictatorships do: Irani regime punishes activists for having voices and mothers for raising daughters who use them. I’m banned from returning to Iran. She’s banned from visiting me. So on Mother’s Day, while politicians post inspirational quotes about “family values,” remember there are mothers in Iran being used as hostages by a government terrified of outspoken women, and their own mothers whose children were killed simply for his speaking up. Happy Mother’s Day 🌻💔❤️

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Today is Europe Day, the day Europe promised it would never forget peace, human dignity, and freedom. Years before Zan, Zendegi, Azadi, when my sharp criticism of European appeasement of the Islamic Republic made the front page of major Dutch newspapers, I was told: "You're being too loud. Too undiplomatic." So how did their diplomacy work out? Iranian women were massacred. Men were hanged for protesting. Europe signed deals. Appeasement is not a policy, it is complicity. On Europe Day, the question isn't whether Europe values freedom. It's whether Europe values it enough to pay a price for it. History already has its answer. Do you?⁩⁩⁩

My Village in Brooklyn When I left Iran, New York terrified me. I am a villager. My parents are farmers, their hands built our life from soil, vegetables, sunflowers, basil, tomatoes, cucumbers. That garden was how they brought bread to the table. My mother's hands smelled of basil and tomato vine. My father's back was curved like a question mark from years of bending toward the soil. When I arrived in New York, the city did not welcome me. A village woman among towers. I did not know how to be small in a large place. So I built my village in Brooklyn. I planted a cherry blossom and named it after my mother. A peach tree for my father. A wide bloomed tree for my brother Ali. And sunflowers my entire nation, my whole lost, beloved country, standing tall, facing the light as if they had not been told it was impossible. That garden became a kind of miracle. Neighbors stopped. They smiled. They took photos, spoke to one another softly. In this vast city of strangers, the garden made us a village again. Then one summer afternoon, I noticed a man standing behind my sunflowers. He seemed to be talking. I leaned closer: “What?" He looked up. Eyes cold. He had a headset. He wasn't speaking to me at all. He was speaking to the men who had sent him. I learned this later, in a federal courtroom, where Khalid Mehdiyev, a member of a Russian-linked organized crime group said plainly, that he had not come in my front door for the flowers. He had come to close my eyes permanently, on behalf of the government that had already closed so much else. They took my country first. Then my mother's visits, my father's voice on the telephone, my brother's face across a table. Then the garden that I created in exile. Then the cherry blossom, the peach tree, the white blooms, the sunflowers standing in their row, still facing the light, not knowing I was gone. I grieve Brooklyn every summer. I grieve Iran every day. These are not small griefs. They are the size of nations. But I am my mother's daughter. I know what it means to bend toward the soil and believe in what has not yet risen. But I will find another garden. I will plant my mother again. I will plant my nation again. This is how I survive. 💔✌️🌻

This is what happened to a nurse who tried to help the wounded protesters in Iran…

Wow, I get on Nostr, and suddenly there’s so much love, and a little bit of Bitcoin. But you know what ? I’m not used to so much love, 🥰 I am used to the greatest hits on other social media platform: ‘Oh, she’s CIA, no, MI6, no wait, Mossad!’ as if I’m some global triple-agent. But hey, at least now I can add ‘Bitcoiner’ to the list. For a second, when I saw ‘40,000,’ I thought I got a lot of them! Turns out, it was some satoshi. But here’s the irony: since I launched my campaign against compulsory veiling , the Iranian regime has long accused me of sending Bitcoin to Iranian women to remove their hijab, because I campaign against compulsory veiling. Women send me videos of their bravery, and the regime tries to downplay it all. I had no idea what Bitcoin was back then, but from their accusation, I learned! And now, I think maybe it’s not a bad thing after all. Thanks for all your love and support. I really needed that.💃🏻❤️🌻

Hello Nostr, I am new in this world, My name is Masih Alinejad, from Iran and I just met this man, my brother in hair, . We can both launch a Hair Revolution. I asked him about his job. He said Freedom stuff without knowing who I am. Here we are. I am a Freedom Fighter, but beyond that I am a troublemaker for the oppressors. I am a survivor of three assassination plots. A bad ass woman from Iran... 💃🏻🌻💃🏻

The Iranian regime wants to kill Narges Mohammadi because they are afraid of the voice of opposition from inside the country. She is a a Nobel Peace Prize winner, a symbol of courage and peace. But the regime targeting her is the very opposite: one of the greatest enemies of peace. For years, from inside Evin Prison, she has exposed the regime’s abuse of women and political prisoners. They could not silence her words, so now they are trying to break her body. What we are witnessing is is a deliberate strategy. Denying her urgent medical care is a slow execution designed to eliminate one of the powerful voices of resistance inside Iran. If anything happens to Narges, the responsibility lies directly with the Islamic Republic. The world knows her name. The world knows what is happening. Now the world must act. Transfer her to independent doctors immediately. Release her unconditionally. Because when you stay silent, you stand with the jailer, not the prisoner.

All these three Iranians have been hanged today. This is a campaign of terror and the world is watching like it’s just another Netflix series, waiting to see how many episodes it takes before anyone actually does something. The Islamic Republic has executed three more men, Ebrahim Dolatabadi, Mehdi Rasouli, and Mohammadreza Miri. After gunning down tens of thousands of protesters in the streets, the regime is now systematically executing those it once detained.

Another life taken. Another young man hanged by Iran’s regime. Another family destroyed. Mehrab Abdollahzadeh, 27, arrested during the Woman, Life, Freedom uprising, was tortured for over 40 days and forced into a false confession. He told the court he was innocent. He asked for evidence to be reviewed. They ignored him. How many more lives until the world takes a stand? #Iran #DigitalBlackOutIran‌

Arrested. Silenced. Hanged at dawn. This is Iran in 21st-century: A photo of the lifeless body of the heroic martyr Sasan Azadvar, who was executed for protesting. Imagine building a life for 21 years and losing it to a system that treats human beings as disposable. Twenty-one. That’s not a criminal mastermind. That’s someone who should be figuring out life, not losing it.

Iran football chief expelled from Canada in airport showdown over IRGC ties! I welcome the deportation of Mehdi Taj from Canada sends alongside millions of Iranians because we are united against sportswashing. This didn’t happen in a vacuum for years we Iranians inside and outside the country have been campaigning to end the regime’s presence in international sports we have said it clearly sports should not be used to sanitize a system that jails blinds and executes its own people. And now finally someone listened The world cannot allow a regime that jails, blinds, and executes its own people including innocent athletes to use international sport as a cover for legitimacy. This is a step toward accountability, and it should be followed by broader action to ensure that those tied to repression cannot hide behind global institutions. For years officials of the Islamic Republic have treated global capitals like their personal playgrounds repress at home then show up abroad in a suit and call it sports diplomacy that illusion is cracking. Thank you to Canada for taking the right action. This is bigger than one man being turned away at an airport This is the beginning of the end of sportswashing by a regime that has tried to launder brutality through stadiums and federations Iranians are united on this We will not allow football or any sport to become a mask for murder. If you represent repression you don’t get to represent anything else. Please join us let’s be #UnitedAgainstSportWashing

Iran’s Regime Sentences 21-Year-Old Karate Champion to Death for Protesting، Execution Imminent! So let me get this straight; Sasan Azadvar goes to a protest… and the regime’s response is not a debate, not reform, but a rope? He isn’t a criminal. He’s a kid with medals, a future, and apparently the dangerous idea that freedom should exist. Iran’s Supreme Court looked at this and said, “Yeah, execution sounds about right.” And now the family gets the message from the judicial system: “Come say goodbye.” This is a regime so weak, it has to kill its own young people to feel strong. #StopExecutionInIran

هر بار كه در مورد جنايات رژیم حرف ميزنم يا بعدش گريه ميكنم و يا حالت تهوع شديد ميگيرم و از فشار روانى شروع به لرزيدن ميكنم. جديدا نفسم ميگيره و كسى كنارم بايد بهم يادآورى كنه نفس عميق بكش. گاهى كلمات رو گم ميكنم مخصوصا انگليسى ومدام به خودم تكرار ميكنم قوى باش! اگر تو با بازگو كردن اين جنايات انقدر تحت فشار روانى قرار ميگيرى، قربانيان چه حالى دارند. قوى باش و براى بى‌صدايانی كه چشم اميدشان به ماست ادامه بده. وقتى پشت صحنه مصاحبه با فاكس نيوز در مورد صالحه و احمد گفتم ۳-۴ نفر از تيم خبرى كه زن بودند، گريه كردند و از ابعاد فجيع اين جنايت شوكه بودند. به دانشگاهى دعوت شدم كه براى دانشجويان در مورد ايران بگويم. همين يک جنايت كافى بود كه جمعيت در سالن با چشمانى گرد و اشك‌آلود از وضعيت قرمز و اورژانسی مردم ايران باخبر شوند. #Iran #DigitalBlackOutIran‌

With his hands cuffed, he wipes his own tears…Because he was forced to confess to a crime he never committed. And then, they hanged him in Iran for protesting against Islamic Republic. His name was Erfan Kiani. But we only heard his name after his execution. His family stayed silent, not out of choice, but out of fear. They were told: stay quiet, and maybe he will live. So unfortunately many families believe the interrogators. There is no ceasefire in Iran. The executions never stopped. The war is not over, it has simply been hidden behind prison walls. I call on international media and the leaders of free world to take action about it. Say their names. Do not let them die twice in silence.

A nurse in Iran helped wounded protesters. The security forces killed her. Then abused her body. Then used her finger to unlock her phone and sent the images of sexual abuse to her husband. Listen to her story and please on’t stop talking about Iran. 💔

در مصاحبه با تلویزیون فرانسه، هیچگونه آتش بس در ایران رخ نداده… چون مردم زیر جنگ جمهوری اسلامی دارن اعدام میشوند، چین و روسیه و جمهوری اسلامی متحد هستند اما کشورهای اروپایی هر کدام ساز خود را می‌زنند. بشنوید و اجازه ندهیم از قربانیان و کشته شدگان و زندانیان این دوره از اعتراضات انسان‌زدایی و کاملا از عرصه‌ی خبرها و‌ گفتگوها حذف شوند…

Among the eight women whose images were shared in President Trump’s message, I was able to confirm one documented case with a death sentence, Bita Hemmati. But she was not alone they sent her husband to death as well. We are now hearing from @realDonaldTrump that the Iranian regime may not carry out her execution. If that is true, it shows something important: pressure works. There are many more women and men on death row in Iran whose names are not being raised, whose stories are not being told. #StopExecutionsInIran

Just yesterday and again today, they executed another Iranian while they send their children abroad to enjoy safety and luxury. This is the son of another Islamic Republic of Iran official who served as a diplomat of the Islamic Republic in Venezuela. We Iranians want freedom, basic dignity, a small fraction of these opportunities, not a private jet. And for that, we go to prison we get lashes and killed.