Iran

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Iran

In the European imagination… a bestiary with dark and suspicious people.  Under the sunlight, the flower of the Middle East, it opens up like the wind behind a mountain. The smell of the air seems to say: “Let yourself flow like a river of sand to the mountains and you will find the Earth caresses you like that from a mother… There were Ge, hides the mineral that illuminates and destroys, there you will find the music of passion and man “and so I fell in love with Iran and its dust.

Here we speak about souls, otherwise it would be just an exercise in journalism to visit a country like Persia and recount the physiognomy. The hot air smells of the sands, always two steps ahead and around the corner, you chase it, run after it… But it precedes you as does the music of a violin. It escapes like a bird to the sound of thunder, runs on the slopes of the mind like fire seeking the air. To meet that soul must be lukewarm SILENCE. Only then you enter a painted ocher and green where to spread wings, the colors and the arebesco become silky to the eyes, those same balls that greet you in their world happy to be looked at without the prejudice of Islamophobia. Perhaps wisdom, truth and sincerity are entirely tablets at the time of escape when we cross the threshold of the invisible [J.Conrad]

It takes more than a lifetime to absorb the heat of battles and trade, the mystery of the passion that has brought a huge amount of culture and bounty; but just one day, a gust of wind turned thousands of eyes to human majesty that is veiled by prejudice. These are people of blood, water, dreams and faith. Nothing is closer to human history of a so dry drawing. Nothing turns people away more from this country than what we show through the media. Here there is the welcome flower, the golden saffron of greetings and tea from anyone that greets you, dried fruit and roses of the East. Here we can find all of us, there are only souls, there are only men, and there is life. After all, where lives love, men live, the rest is just fear. “Three plagues, three plagues threaten the world. The first is the scourge of nationalism; The second is the scourge of racism; The third, the scourge of religious fundamentalism. The three plagues are united by the same characteristic: the most complete, powerful and aggressive irrationality. “[R.Kapuscinski]”

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