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My Homeland, My Life for Your Land, Iran
Perhaps it’s too early or definitely too late to say these words.
But the word Vatan (Homeland) is made of just three letters — yet it holds my country, my father, and my identity: Iran.
I grew up in Iran and I will continue to grow here.
This is my Iran, an everlasting land.
If a father ever mistreats his child, it does not change the fact that he is still the father, and the child belongs to that land.
My mother tongue is Persian, and I speak as an Iranian, I write as an Iranian.
But they must know:
Their orders can never truly be enforced in Iran.
The Islamic Republic of Iran will never bow to disgrace or humiliation.
Still, their threats serve as reminders — like an alarm that wakes you, alerts you, pulls you out of sleep.
Even if you destroy me, I will rebuild.
And if I fall, the one from the lineage of Ali (a.s), Mahdi Sahib Al-Zaman, will rise — he is on his way.
These days, more than ever, I look to the sky.
I see the stars fade (I saw the missiles), like shooting stars.
I wished for their destruction.
Only the sky knows my wishes.
Now, I’ve spoken a little with the sky, and I told it:
“You will find peace; patience is the path of truth.”
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Iran is the champion of heavenly paths.
The road to the sky was full of divine approval — the approval of the Supreme Leader of the Islamic Revolution.
He said: “Knowledge must be self-generated and inward.”
Ayatollah Khomeini, known as Ruhollah, once said:
“Even if America and Israel chant La ilaha illallah — the very declaration of Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) —
we must not believe them if they betray the rights of Islam.”
That sacred phrase — There is no god but Allah — surpasses all human reason.
Don’t believe their words.
If they kill us, our nation will awaken even more.
We are the nation of Imam Hussain (a.s).
We are the nation of Haj Qasem Soleimani.
The Kaaba exists for your understanding.
Bow not to idols, but to the Zulfiqar (the sword of Imam Ali).
— Mohsen Chavoshi
Iran is made of proud, pure-hearted men and brave, pious women.
Our superiority lies in our piety.
My people of Iran, God is watching over us.
He has only ever wanted good for us — and He is everywhere.
Why fear enemies?
There have always been traitors — and always will be.
— Mohsen Chavoshi
The breaker of Khaybar will break down this door again.
And history will repeat itself.
Wasalam.
