Iran Protest

The dream was that human rights were real, not a curtain covering the will of the ones in charge. Keeping us drunk with the illusion of peace and decency.

Neda, the girl killed in Iran... She is one inside a billion. Another person who lost her life just for believe in something different.
What now? Should we keep accepting murder and humiliation?

Men, we are a strange and cruel specie: When we are alone, we are needy, fragile, victims of the world. In groups... we become something else... we turn earth into hell.
We behave like a virus, consuming, destroying and not looking back.

I’d like to ask you all: Where are we going?
We took the road to extinction and we are too proud to admit it.
Why are human rights only for the ones who committed crime?
Human rights didn't have time to save a innocent life.

again I take this as my words...
"Don’t pray for better lives... Pray to be stronger men"