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This is Tehran. Today, right around 10:15 AM. I want the world to hear this: life is flowing here. We are actually doing fine. For years, this occupying regime has choked our city in a permanent, toxic smog. We never get to see a blue sky. But look up today. The air is beautifully clear. The only darkness in the sky is the black pillar of smoke rising exactly where they struck the regime's oil depot. The poison is finally burning. The politicians and pundits in the West are terrified of escalation. They are begging for peace. But walking these streets, seeing the iron of our cage melting before our eyes, we are not afraid of the fire. We only have one true, suffocating fear: we are terrified that the strikes will stop before the rescue mission is finished. We are afraid of this regime's survival. And more than anything, we are afraid of losing our one real chance to end them for good.

This is Tehran. Today, right around 10:15 AM. I want the world to hear this: life is flowing here. We are actually doing fine. For years, this occupying regime has choked our city in a permanent, toxic smog. We never get to see a blue sky. But look up today. The air is beautifully clear. The only darkness in the sky is the black pillar of smoke rising exactly where they struck the regime's oil depot. The poison is finally burning. The politicians and pundits in the West are terrified of escalation. They are begging for peace. But walking these streets, seeing the iron of our cage melting before our eyes, we are not afraid of the fire. We only have one true, suffocating fear: we are terrified that the strikes will stop before the rescue mission is finished. We are afraid of this regime's survival. And more than anything, we are afraid of losing our one real chance to end them for good.

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Airstrikes turned the IRGC bases to ash, forcing our butchers into tents. So a brave Iranian girl walked right up and set their camp ablaze. The world thinks we want freedom on a silver platter. Wrong. We have fought this occupying regime from day one, bleeding in every massacre, and we will fight until their absolute end. We never asked the outside world to win this for us. We just needed a leveled playing field. And when they armory is stripped and it's our turn to fight we will be sure to finish the job.

Airstrikes turned the IRGC bases to ash, forcing our butchers into tents. So a brave Iranian girl walked right up and set their camp ablaze. The world thinks we want freedom on a silver platter. Wrong. We have fought this occupying regime from day one, bleeding in every massacre, and we will fight until their absolute end. We never asked the outside world to win this for us. We just needed a leveled playing field. And when they armory is stripped and it's our turn to fight we will be sure to finish the job.

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Some people questioned my earlier post. I said the real danger in Iran does not come from the sky. It comes from the regime’s gunmen on our streets and rooftops. This video from Kouhak, Tehran last night shows exactly that. People chanting javid shah (long live the king) from their balconies. And the regime thugs start responding with bullets. Watch carefully. This is the reality we live with. #IranWar #IranIsraelWar

Some people questioned my earlier post. I said the real danger in Iran does not come from the sky. It comes from the regime’s gunmen on our streets and rooftops. This video from Kouhak, Tehran last night shows exactly that. People chanting javid shah (long live the king) from their balconies. And the regime thugs start responding with bullets. Watch carefully. This is the reality we live with. #IranWar #IranIsraelWar

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For over 40 days, the regime’s mouthpieces and their apologists have been screaming "war crime," desperate to convince the world that a girls' school in Minab was targeted by us and Israel. They want you to picture shattered classrooms. They want you to see them as victims. Now look at the actual footage. A citizen from the occupied coast of Minab just clawed through forty six days of an absolute internet blackout to smuggle this out. Look at what is looming right over the courtyard of the Shajareh Tayyebeh school. That is a military guard tower. That is an IRGC Navy installation built directly into the perimeter of a playground. These cowards did not build a school. They built a military garrison and wrapped it in the flesh of our daughters. They planted their armed watchtowers directly over the heads of innocent girls, intentionally turning children into human shields to protect their occupying syndicate. You want to talk about war crimes? The true crime is an occupying army hiding its weapons behind the bodies of little girls because they are terrified of the fire they started. They can cry to the international cameras all they want. We see exactly what they are doing. We know exactly what they are hiding behind, and we are going to tear it down to the dirt.

For over 40 days, the regime’s mouthpieces and their apologists have been screaming "war crime," desperate to convince the world that a girls' school in Minab was targeted by us and Israel. They want you to picture shattered classrooms. They want you to see them as victims. Now look at the actual footage. A citizen from the occupied coast of Minab just clawed through forty six days of an absolute internet blackout to smuggle this out. Look at what is looming right over the courtyard of the Shajareh Tayyebeh school. That is a military guard tower. That is an IRGC Navy installation built directly into the perimeter of a playground. These cowards did not build a school. They built a military garrison and wrapped it in the flesh of our daughters. They planted their armed watchtowers directly over the heads of innocent girls, intentionally turning children into human shields to protect their occupying syndicate. You want to talk about war crimes? The true crime is an occupying army hiding its weapons behind the bodies of little girls because they are terrified of the fire they started. They can cry to the international cameras all they want. We see exactly what they are doing. We know exactly what they are hiding behind, and we are going to tear it down to the dirt.

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Holy smokes, what the hell was that? Kuhak, chitgar, tehran.

Holy smokes, what the hell was that? Kuhak, chitgar, tehran.

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The moment Mojtaba Khamenei was announced as the new Supreme Leader, loser just like his dad, Tehran answered the only way that mattered. Chants "Marg bar dictator", Marg bar Mojtaba" Translation: Death to the dictator, Death to Mojtaba. Even state media reports he has now been named successor. The street’s answer was immediate. Tehran, Ekbatan, March 8, 2026.

The moment Mojtaba Khamenei was announced as the new Supreme Leader, loser just like his dad, Tehran answered the only way that mattered. Chants "Marg bar dictator", Marg bar Mojtaba" Translation: Death to the dictator, Death to Mojtaba. Even state media reports he has now been named successor. The street’s answer was immediate. Tehran, Ekbatan, March 8, 2026.

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The Crown Prince called, and a nation answered with fire and defiance from one end of Iran to the other. The regime thugs came with violence and intimidation. It changed nothing. Chaharshanbe Suri has always belonged to Iran like this, ancient, joyous, untamed. For 47 years the terrorist Islamic Regime occupying Iran has tried to bury our old traditions by beating, threatening, and humiliating people for celebrating them, and for 47 years it has failed. Because these traditions are not decoration to us. They are memory. They are inheritance. They are proof that Iran is older than this occupation and will outlive it too. Our culture is not Islamism, not the regime’s imported sickness, not the ideology of men who fear joy, fire, music, and the open street. Our culture is Iran. We are Iranians. Children of Cyrus the Great. And just as we answered the call last night, we will answer again when the final call comes. Long live #Irán Javid shah.

The Crown Prince called, and a nation answered with fire and defiance from one end of Iran to the other. The regime thugs came with violence and intimidation. It changed nothing. Chaharshanbe Suri has always belonged to Iran like this, ancient, joyous, untamed. For 47 years the terrorist Islamic Regime occupying Iran has tried to bury our old traditions by beating, threatening, and humiliating people for celebrating them, and for 47 years it has failed. Because these traditions are not decoration to us. They are memory. They are inheritance. They are proof that Iran is older than this occupation and will outlive it too. Our culture is not Islamism, not the regime’s imported sickness, not the ideology of men who fear joy, fire, music, and the open street. Our culture is Iran. We are Iranians. Children of Cyrus the Great. And just as we answered the call last night, we will answer again when the final call comes. Long live #Irán Javid shah.

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Believe it or not this is our reality. #IranMassacare

Believe it or not this is our reality. #IranMassacare

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Let me give you the ABCs of Iran and Iranians. No Western think-tank nuance, just the absolute, uncompromising reality of the streets: A: We want our country back. B: We want the terrorist Islamic regime occupying Iran to be destroyed utterly and completely. We will settle for nothing less. C: We want Crown Prince Reza Pahlavi to be the man who leads us through the transition to a free, democratic Iran. Or, in other words: A-B-C-D-E-F-G, all we want is to be free.

Let me give you the ABCs of Iran and Iranians. No Western think-tank nuance, just the absolute, uncompromising reality of the streets: A: We want our country back. B: We want the terrorist Islamic regime occupying Iran to be destroyed utterly and completely. We will settle for nothing less. C: We want Crown Prince Reza Pahlavi to be the man who leads us through the transition to a free, democratic Iran. Or, in other words: A-B-C-D-E-F-G, all we want is to be free.

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One hundred days have passed since those two nights. The two nights where I felt the meaning of everything everywhere all at once. I was full of joy, pride, anger, worry, despair, uncertainty, hope, belief, and everything in between. They were as glorious as they were sorrowful. A nation was telling a romantic, dramatic, violent love story. The story of Iran and our absolute love for it. What transpired after is not that different. Those of us who are survivors of the January massacre feel like we are still there. We are still experiencing the exact same wave of emotions. We remember. We remember the heavy metallic smell of gunpowder in the air. We remember the ash of the fires we lit up dancing in the cold wind. We remember how we illuminated a sky that stood darker than ever, because the occupying syndicate had initiated a total blackout. Digital and electrical. They tried to plunge us into the absolute dark. We remember how the light of the phones they had severed from the outside world became beacons in our hands. We held them up in the dark, desperate to show the world exactly how many of us were fighting and how we were holding the line. We remember how we felt when we stood around the fires we started, chanting Javid Shah together. It felt like that fire was our collective will. We stood around it because our unity was the very thing breathing the fire of courage into every single one of us that night. The words I had held dear for so long hit me deep in my core when I was standing beside that fire, taking my place in the Lion and Sun Revolution. I remember them echoing throughout my entire existence: "The legends of my homeland are not forgotten myths, My people still breathe fire through the darkest rifts. Alive and standing firm where shadows meet, Fear and ignorance have died upon their feet." I remember being amazed to see our true flags everywhere, because I knew exactly how hard it was to acquire one under the gaze of a terrorist syndicate. I remember the rapid gunshots. I remember the taste of tear gas in my throat, the ache of my mussels throughout my bosand the sickening worry over my friends and loved ones burning a hole inside my gut. And I remember seeing the spark of pure, undeniable fear in the eyes of their thugs. I remember all of it. My rage will not let me forget a single second. Each moment of each day, awake or asleep, I feel that exact same mixture of feelings while I watch foreign politicians play their diplomatic games and broadcast their confusing noise. And that is exactly how I know in my heart that we will end this regime one way or another. Because even if the world turns away, I know I have my compatriots to rely on, both outside and inside this country. I know we will keep moving forward no matter what. Now, to those sitting in absolute safety who tell us to just go pick up a gun and fight for our freedom: Speaking as an Iranian civilian locked inside this country, first I have to ask you, where the hell do I get a gun or the ammunition to load it? I am not saying we cannot get weapons. I am trying to tell you that what you say is infinitely harder than it sounds from your safe distance. But regardless of your advice, be absolutely sure of this fact: we are not sitting by asking for our freedom to be handed to us on a silver platter like some privileged kid. We have already fought and bled on the asphalt for our liberation. When the time comes, we will do so again. We will not forget. We will not forgive. And we will take our country back. Pāyandeh #Irán. Javid Shah.

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