So much hate is radiating Iran's way from our shores with the visit of their president this week, the vitriol that his hosts leveled at him during his address at Columbia University, and the blind sort of insidious hatred that could only birth a statement like this: "In Iran, we don't have homosexuals, like in your country. I don't know who's told you that we have it."
This whole situation is bigger than me, and I fear how my country's president might spin all of this, and more, to level our tanks in yet another direction, so I offer you only what I can: lovely images created by Iranian photographer Mohammadreza Mirzaei »
Because even if the bombs have leveled all that we've made for ourselves of this world (please god, no), the impulse to create will remain, and that's where the good stuff comes from: Love. Art. And yeah: that tumble in the sack, where the Creative comes to play.
4 comments:
Beautifully said.
The photography is amazing, too.
Ah, to be invited to speak, then introduced as a petty dictator. We're nothing in this country if not polite.
sadly, it is always in long moments of holding our breaths that we finally let go of the pent up turmoil and so often it is the first strike that unleashes violence and everything that is human and beautiful becomes the victims and orphans of someone's infallible 'truth'.
c'est triste...
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