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Since 1979, I am under torture of a group of Iranians. Here I am to write about, who are they, how they torture me and how their torture destroyed my life. I must mention that, it is very difficult for me to remember and write about all those bad memories of torture. I must mention too, that even now, I am under torture of these people while I writing. They are torturing me as usual, days around and in every minute of it.
In the following, I try to write continuously as reader start from top and continue to the end. But, as well, I mark every part with a topic text that describes part’s subject more in detail. I must include too, that there are memories that has no direct relation to torture but I mention them because they had effect in my life and are beside political, social or religious value.
Myself
First, I start
with introducing myself. My name is "Seyed Mohammad Ali -
Mearaji". I was born in 20 February 1962 in a Friday at
Noon. I was born in a city called Arak in Iran. I lived in Arak
until 1985, which I moved from Iran to Denmark. My childhood was
more or less good and normal. I have lost my father when I was 8
months old and one of my sisters when I was about 7 years old.
The biggest tragedy in my family’s life was losing my
sister.
In Iran, I have gone to school 12 years and got my high school diploma. After school, I have got free from military after two months because of being beside weakness in eyes. After I got free from military I was workless about a year but later together with 6 other friends we have opened a wood industry company called "Rush of Arak". We build the company buildings and bought the machinery but I moved to Denmark because I was under torture of these Iranians before company start to work.
In Denmark, I have got my asylum in 1985 after 5 months. Then I have got moved to a small city called Kalundborg and I lived there about a year. In Kalundborg we have got problem with racism. That gave me idea to move to USA but I could not get visa from American embassy. After a year in Kalundborg I moved to Copenhagen and lived there about 12 years. In Copenhagen I had got jobs as welder and gardener and studied computer about 5 years. Then I have got job as network administrator about a year. Later I get fired because I was not able to do my job under torture of these Iranians. Now or since 2000, I am early retired and live in a small city called Nakskov.
From 1979 to 1985 in Iran and since 1985 in Denmark until now I was at same time under constant torture of these Iranians. I must mention too, disappointedly neither Iranian people/government nor Danish people/government did anything to save me from torture. In fact moving to Denmark did not solve any of my problems.
My relation to politic in Iran
I was never interested neither in Iranian nor International
politic except recent 5 years. I was never interested for news.
Radio or TV news, newspapers, political groups discussion or such
were the most boring for me. In my childhood, I liked only TV
movies and later when I got grown I had nothing more to think
about but how can I escape from these Iranians endless torture.
Here, I explain shortly about my join in Iranian revolution. I was not a joiner by political knowledge. After revolution people, students and my friends more or less were supporter or member of parties or political groups but I was not. I was only observer and a sort of liberal to all of the political sides. I had Basig (Iranian Moslems peoples army) and Hezbollah friends as well as Communist, Right or Mojahed (Organisation of Iranian Mojahedin) and even those who wanted Shah back, as well I had Christian and Jew friends. I prised always friendship more than these ideologies but it was not always the same at my “friends”.
In Iran, I had never trouble with Hezbollah, Basig, Pasdaran (Islamic revolution army) or Committee (Local Moslems army) except only once which one of my friends had drunk win and a Basig guy got us. They token us to Pasdaran yard. But, someone there know my grandfather, he asked others to live us free. He told us to do not make these mistake again neither win is good for us, nor trouble with Pasdaran.
In xxxxx I explained more about myself in Iranian revolution.
Me, Hezbollah and House of Organisation of Iranian
Mojahedin in Iran, Arak
As I said, I was no supporter of any political group but once I
tried to defence Mojahedin. One day in afternoon, when I was in
way to one of my friends. I see a very big guy is standing in
front of Mojahedin house. When I was near him, he looked at me
and told, "Are you Mojahed? Do you have anything against me
to fight them?" He was very big and I was scared to say
anything else but "I am no Mojahed and do as you like".
I never forget how he got the Iron Fence of house shake it; lift
it out, and through it away. That fence was of iron and about 10
meter Lang. He lifts the 10-meter fence with all its cement
fundaments sitting on its columns. It must have a weight about
200 or 300 Kilo or more. I was happy to not saying anything else.
Later one of my communist friends said that he was a Hezbollah
called "Mojaveri". Strange is that name
"Mojaveri" means "Near" and I was standing
near to him when he has done that. It is very possible that it
was something planned to happen in front of my eyes too. Anyway,
Later came other people but, no one was able to stop him, he
fight us away and gone in house, they escaped and he burned their
books. That day brother of one of my friends came too. We
together with others tried to stop Mojaveri but he was over
strong. I must say my friends brother worked that time in
"Jahad Sazandegi" He showed his cart but, Mojaveri said
you have cart, so what?
Lately once Mojahedin by their TV told me if I do not go to them who will support me. I told them GOD is The Only One Who Support me. But, I tried to do for you what I thought is right to do without asking you anything. Mojaveri attack us when we gathered around him. You did nothing for me, if you are not the one who tortures me. I must mention that the day that Mojaveri attacked your house sky was sunny and good and did not changed by his attack but, sometimes when these Iranians torture me sky get dark by clouds as the darkness they make me.
Me, and the Communist group of Fadaian Aksariat, in Iran,
Arak
One of my friends was communist and supporter of Fadaian
Aksariat. He talked allot about their mountain trips. Once I
decided to take with them. That day they said today a guy called
Homayoon is our leader, in this way they could all learn group
leadership. Anyway, He was our guide to climb "Homayoon
Mountain”. Disappointedly, Mr. Homayoon act like a shit to
me. My friend said that he want one of girls so don't get angry
with him. That day we climbed the Homayoon Mountain and we
finished in a village called "Yoosef_Abad". Before we
get to village they said some Pasdars (Army of Islamic
revolution) waiting for us there, later they said no they were no
Pasdars but some of our selves. There were some men there in
village too. Now when I think back, Strenge is that a comunist
who do not belive in GOD will get me over mountain of
"Homayoon" or "Shah" and hand me over as
"Prophet Josef" and in the way fuck a blond girl by
torture me. Better said by that trip maybe Fadaian will get over
mountain of Islam as they got over mountain of Shah by keep me
under torture. If I am wrong in anything, I will be happy to get
Fadaian comment. I can even put their comment here.
That day in mountain people were not with me. They were mostly up nosy people and it had nothing with being from under or upper class to do. They knew most of my friends who were no rich people. I must of course say that I found a friend there. He was my brother’s friend and is blind in one eye. He is now refugee in Denmark too and lives in Copenhagen. He is a good guy but I do not like his party.
Russian revolution movie
Once communists were to show Russian revolution movie in Arak University. I take there with my comunist friends. Before movie start one guy was to talk about movie. Among so many people he was against me. He did not wanted to show the film by my presence. But, some others said no matter and he is of us. What is it? Is it communism that tortures me? Why you know me? If you know I am under brain torture why do you not help me against my enemy? What corruption are you to run by keep me under torture? Anyway, if they did not wanted me to see the movie, they had stopped me to see it. Movie shows two revolution of Russia. I remember Russian president after first revolution. Movie was against him and compeered him with Peacock bird. Actor who played his roll looked like President Putin. Maybe movie was to say that until after Putin is already planned. Movie was old black and white and I saw it in 1979.
In the following I introduce these Iranians who torture me. Then I continue with my memories of their torture.
Who are these Iranians who torture me?
I use "My enemies" for this Iranian group who torture
me. They have me under their constant torture since 1979 but I
must say I still do not know much about them. I only know
all of them are Iranians. And I know some of them are the same
people since 1979 and some others are those who have joined them
in recent 5 or 10 years. Those of them from 1979 maybe are
members of the same family. It is about 20 years that they follow
and torture me. I have not seen their faces and I do not know how
they look. Even if I see them today in the street I will not know
them because I know them only by their voices. From their voices
they sound like a teenage boy and girl, a woman in 30, a man in
40 and one or more young girl and boys in 20. That guy who sounds
like a 40 years old man and those who sounds like teenage girl
and boy are the same people who torture me since 1979. Once more
I must mention that all I know about them, their numbers and ages
is only my guess and may be wrong. In fact what I get is only the
torture without knowing who torture me and why.
I do not know what political or religious group they belong to. I do not know from which city in Iran they come from. I do not know anything about their social or economic class. What are they, are they rich or are they pour. I do not know what is their goal of torture. I do not know who support them and why. I know nothing. I know only I suffer under their torture every day in about 20 years. I do not remember any day of my life being free from their torture.
In the following I write some of my memories of their torture. Later, I explain more in detail how they torture me.
My memories of torture, when I was about 6 or 7 years old
I remember the year before I start in primary school. One of
my older brothers had a Mouth Organ. It was a valuable toy and I
had to give it back to my mother every time after I played with
it. Once, I have got the Mouth organ and sit out side of house
door. There was a secondary school near our house called
“Shahpour” which means “Son of king”. Strenge
is that in son of king school students must be worst type of
guys. Neither my brothers nor me were aloud to study there, we
all studied in another school called “Samsamy”, there
one of my older brothers friend was principal. Anyway, that day
around noon school’s morning time got finished and students
came out to go home for lunch. One guy saw me with Mouth Organ he
came to me and said can I try your Mouth Organ. He gave me a
broken pen as guarantee and said I get right back. In several
days at noon and evening I sit there but he never got back. Some
of students said his family name is “Namazi” means the
one who pray and keep “Salat”. I still remember his
voice; he is the one who sounds like a 40 years old man. He was
student there and irritated me before and after I lost my Mouth
Organ.
My memories of torture, when I was about 10 or 12 years old
I remember a day when I was about 10 or 12 years old. My
grandmother takes me with her when she wanted to visit one of her
friends. Her friend husband family name was "Mr. Dolat
Shahi". He was grandfather of my neighbour and she was there
too. She was a teenage girl about 15. That time I was too young
to know anything about girls and sex. They had a nice big garden
in their house and her, her grandfather and me were playing
there. He loved his grand daughter. There, I remember voices of
these people who torture me now. I remember voice of the guy who
I mentioned as the one who sounds like a 40 years old guy. They
were some others too. It was like they are behind the garden wall
as their torture sounds now. They irritated me allot that day. I
remember only that I was not able to stand against them or ignore
them. At end they were so disturbing that we have gone back in
house. I even remember Mr. Dolat Shahi who told me that he has
nothing against giving me her grand daughter but these people who
torture me are in the way and are not agree. That day weather was
cloudy and dark which is abnormal in Arak, which is always sunny.
I even remember the Sparrow child, which I found in garden and I
freed later. What I know about that day is that I was no trouble
for any at the age 10. She was at least as old as my older
brother and I had nothing special with her before or after that
day. She and her sister were friends of my older sisters and they
were often in our house playing with my sisters. Even this guy
who today sounds like a 40 years old man and his friends did
sounds like young boys in over 20 that day and not young boys who
be after her. They were after me. Maybe it has something with Mr.
Dolat Shahi’s name to do, which means "Government of
King". How ever as a 10 years old boy who even not knows
about sex, I could not have any for or against any King or his
enemies. I did not know anything about politic or religion that
time. Now, I ask these people who torture me, what had I done
wrong when I was 10 to make you after me? Why you were after a 10
or 12 years old boy? What political party or religion aloud you
to do that?
My memories from school time in Iran, Arak
I do not remember my enemies from my school time. The biggest
tragedy of that time was once when I was about 15. That time I
remember it was about a week, which I was under heavy torture of
my classmates. It was as hard as going to school was my biggest
problem. I had nothing in mind in days and nights but thinking
about how can I escape from their torture. But, that got solved
by GOD help. I remember the heaviest over flood, which I have
ever seen passing our town river. That river is usually dry of
water. Arak is in dry area of Iran and even river’s nickname
is the Dry River. Over flood made that dry river to a sea of
flooding water. That time about week, everyday people gathered
around the river to see dead sheep, cows and peoples furnishers,
which over flood got away from them. River was beside my school
but the first one or two days I have not gone to see the river. I
was busy with my problems with my classmates. Later suddenly
torture got less. One of my classmate’s families in village
was dead in over flood. I even remember they said indirectly to
each other that may be over flood is because they put me under
such torture. I do not know or remember that these people
who torture me now has anything direct or indirect with my
problems at that time to do.
Religious minorities (Jew) at school in Iran, Arak
When I was in 4th or 5th grade in primary
school once, suddenly, all students in the school became against
religious minorities. In Arak Christians has their own primary
school and only minority in other schools are Jew. In our school
we had a Jew teacher and a Jew student. That time students made
their life darkness. Weather was dark as their darkness. They
were to irritate Jew and invited me to cooperation. That time I
was free to chose. I am a Seyed (offspring of Mohammad The
Prophet) and in case of religion it is Moslem’s religious
duty to respect my choice and me. But, as well when I have chosen
to not be darkness over Jew boy they all left me all alone in
schoolyard. I was alone in yard but weather was sunny. Anyway,
Jews problem got solved by principal and teachers help. I got
friend with Jew student. He was a very good polite and cleaver
guy. In every grade, he was the best student maybe it was another
reason that they all hated him. He, invite me in their house. He
said I never thought I can be friend whit a Moslem and being
friend with a Seyed was the most impossible. When I was at his
house, He said Moslems say we Jew through Moslem Childs in pit
and kill them, don’t you afraid of us and coming in our
house? He was a cleaver guy and he knew what he says. He may mean
they say we Jew are those who through our Josef the Prophet in
pit. He may mean wait and see what these who know themselves as
Moslem and GOD believer what good they do to you. That time, I
did not know anything about religion and all these. I told him I
see no danger in him or in being in his house at his family. I
told him he and his family are normal as all other people. That
time I did not knew what he was to tell me. Now, when I look back
I see my self in bottom of Pit as long as I lived. My friend if
you through Josef in Pit and sold him away. They not only through
me in Pit but also are standing around the Pit and through stone
over my head. They even invite whom ever past through to stone me
for while and be them thankful. Anyway, He may have seen the Pit
around me already on that time and was to tell me too.
I must include that Moslem students darkness on that time may had direct relation to Israel-Philistine troubles. But, darkness is darkness and GOD is the judge and sky tells his decisions.
My memories of my enemy’s torture around 1979
revolution in Iran, Arak
That time I was about 17 years old. I remember an evening, when I
was biking to centre of city. It was some months before
revolution victory. I remember people were walking happily and
shops were open. I was happy too and was to join my friends too.
I remember I was under torture of these people who torture me.
That day, these who torture me said can’t you see how happy
are we as it is now, why you want to destroy it for us? It looked
like it was what all people in the street telling me. It was very
Strenge to me. What do I have with their happiness to do! Since
when, I am the decision maker! In fact, isn't it me alone in
trouble of torture! I even remember, I said why don't you live me
alone to join people and be happy with them. I remember I asked
them with what choice do you live me free. These who torture me
said we do not live you free in any case. It was in middle of
revolution. People did not looked like those who want Shah to
remain on power. They were teachers and student’s type, the
same type as I was. They mostly look like those who wanted Shah
away but themselves on power. I had nothing against them. I was
no religious or anything else. Didn’t I join their
revolution with my friends as they wanted! Or are you to tell me
they wanted Shah to remain. I did not have even any special
against Shah? Wasn’t I a west type guy like all others who
take to street in every eve to have fun with friends and girls! I
even never thought take to demonstrations with friends instead of
walking up and down in street with them can send Shah away or
change his regime. I was never interested in politic.
The late Shah, his regime and me
Neither my family nor me had anything special/personal against
the late Shah or his regime. He was neither the most popular nor
most heated in our family, he was our king and leader of country.
We had no picture of him hanging on sitting room neither felt any
need/force to do it. He had done us neither any special good nor
any bad. Shah or his regime or politic was never subject of
discussion in our home or at my family. At Shah time we had no
trouble with police or Savak (Iranian intelligent service). Even
I must say we had more or less good position on that time. We had
top jobs in companies and military. Thanks GOD, youth in our
family were active to study, get job, buy car, get marry, build
their house, raise their children and enjoy their lives as any
others. I saw no difference in my light of hope for my future, I
even wanted better than them. We were known in our city because
of my fathers transport company. We were neither rich nor pour.
My father was dead and my mother sold trucks one by one to raise
us with its money. Thanks GOD; we were satisfied with our life.
Some of my family had even better. One of my cousins was member
of congress and another was rich and had shares in Shah’s
brother transport company called “Iran Sorat”. That
company had about 500 big trucks. I have heard he was friend with
Shah’s brother Shahpour Gholamreza. I must of course mention
that we had not much relation to him and his family, they were
rich and in top. I have seen him first after revolution when I
was 20, he looked like a good old guy. He was rich and had a big
house in Tehran Niavaran. My sisters said you could see Shah's
Palace from his house. I remember when I was child it was my wish
to take to his house and see Shah's Palace. In my conversations
about wealth he was always the one that I was proud to be in
family with however I had not seen him myself. I must include
neither my cousins nor rest of my family were darkness maker to
any. After revolution, no harm made neither to the congressman
cousin nor to my rich cousin. Even, I have heard the new regime
offered my rich cousin a del of 40% of Iran-Sorat Company if he
runs it for them. I heard he said take all the shit, I am old and
I want be retired. He rent his house to a foreign embassy first
then he sold it out. He was the one who had no money and had
started at my father as truck driver helper. By examples like my
cousins in my family what could I possibly have against Shah
regime? Were my cousins under the same torture since age of
6? Weren’t we trustful enough to live beside of Shah Palace?
One of our family members was a Colonel in Shah military. Once when I was very young we had a marriage party in Isfahan which next big city in Iran. It is a marriage tradition that people sit in their cars and show their happiness by drive around city. In Isfahan when we were driving in the city, my Colonel family stopped his car right middle of street in centre of city. All traffic gets stopped. He opened his old Benz car ceiling window, stand up and put his hat over the car. When street police officer saw the hat, he stands in Attention position. My Colonel family turned his car music and started to dance for about 15 minute. Police officer was in Attention and all traffic was stopped. Then he put his hat over his head gave military regard to police officer and we left. He was a happy jock maker type. I do not say what he did was good or bad, even some in my family did not like it. I am only to say his position was top enough to do so. He must have been a part of Shah regime. If shah regime had any problem with me that had made them torture me since age of 6, they could send him after me. He liked me very much. What more power did I want to make revolution for than what we already had in Shah regime? I must include that he was no darkness maker and no harm made to him after revolution.
My join in revolution was not by my own decision. It was not in follow of any ideology, religion or political party. I have just done as other friends and people did. Even, maybe if I was not under torture since I was 6 years old, I was not a joiner at all. In revolution, I was neither a revolutionary order giver nor any revolutionary order taker. I did not even join all demonstrations. Even, I remember once I wanted my Mother to buy me an Organ to play music. One of my friends who became later comunist said he teaches me to play. My Mother said she buys that only if I promise her to not join these demonstrations and I did. She bought me the toy and I was a way from all demonstrations for a month or two. Now, tell how do you aloud yourself to know me as reason of what has happened in Iran while I was only tortured child who left all the revolution for a toy. How do you aloud your self to ask me why do I want to destroy people’s happiness while it is only you that dose not live me alone? In 1979 I was only a teenage boy like all others, why it is only me you are always after since I was 6 years old.
That time I did not even new what is different between Kingdom and Republic. I did not new any of Iranian political parties. I did not know about GOD, Islam or even Khomaini. I did not know about socialist, comunist, capitalism or such. I did not even know about being poor or rich. I knew nothing. If you have any problem with what happened ask these who torture me they have my brain in their control since I was about 6 years old. I did nothing more than others in my age did and these who tortured me put me to.
I even left revolution right after its victory. I remember Imam Khomaini choose Bazargan as president. Then people demonstrated for Bazargan. I said you told we do not want Shah because he is the only one who decide, Now Khomaini is the same, he is the one who decide. If it is so I am no longer with revolution. Since then, I had nothing with revolution to do. I must include I was not with any of Islamic Republic Oppositions too. Politic was in fact nothing for me until recent 3 years.
In case of politic these who torture me are the most abusers. Whatever is your side they brought you that side of mine which is against you. But, be sure those who token a 6 years old child under torture to his age of 40 are no good people and take you to shit. They are Satan and his friends.
After revolution they say a lot about dark side of Shah regime. If these who torture me are of late Shah, his son or kingdoms supporter, I must say those tortured me since I was 6 years old by now are the most darkness whomever they are Shah regime, his son, Islamic republic, communists, Mojahed or any opposition of these.
I must include now is different after 34 years of torture. GOD was my only help. I got Him to know and I am to serve Him. Beside Him I need no one but whoever need Him is welcome to me.
In case of kingdoms, Josef the prophet brought Egyptian glory. Moss invited Farogh to GOD, if he had accepted he was not in bottom of Neil, and our GOD gave Curios the biggest kingdom ever exist in earth and made him king of kings. Our David and Salomon was king themselves.
I have got this dear page of Quran after I wrote this subject.
Surah 17 Asra (Bani Israel) page 288
Ayah 59-66
Our Savak spy Tenant
Arak in our house we had some unused rooms. For about two
years my mother rent these rooms. Tenants were mostly
universities students but once we had someone who worked in Arak
Machine Fabric. He looked like a very religious guy. He looked
like a good guy and liked me very much. He was respected at my
family because he looked religious and a good. After revolution I
have heard that people has offered him a top job in the city.
But, some day later I heard that he did not take the job and
confessed that Savak had hired him as spy in Shah time. He had
said that he was religious and Savak forced him to cooperate them
and he had no other choice.
As I said he looked like a good guy. I do not know he was a Tenant in our house as a Savak spy or Savak got him to work for them later. I will not mention his name for his safety and because he has not done us any harm. But, why a so religious guy must come to us and later we should find he is Savak spy? If he was not Savak when he was at us why Savak must destroy such good guy life? What was Savak plan by him? Was his task to destroy religious guys face at me/us by him as an example? Was his task to observe us politically, where are we? What we do? Was Savak aware about these who brain tortures me? Are these who torture me spies of Savak? GOD knows.
Shah brought technology and industry in Iran before and
after revolution
Shah has built two big Russian Machine Fabric, one in Arak
where I lived and one in Tabriz. That big Russian Machine fabric
was factory of making huge Damp Pot or ((Steam) boiler) or
Kettle. Damp from religious side of view is sign of prostitution.
The one in Tabriz made tractors or Te-Ra-Ke-Te-wa-Ra.
Shah has built other fabrics in Arak one of was Hypco, which was a Montage fabric. John Deer tractors were montage (Tage with French pronounce means Crown in Persian) in Arak. Deer is symbol of Name in Iranian Islam.
Another fabric in Arak was Aluminium fabric.
Shah has built an Iron industry fabric in Isfahan too. Iron or Hadid in Quran is where GOD talks about those Abraham offspring who go to wrong way.
Maybe all those Shah investments was for make a Hadid Abraham offspring and by torture make him Iron than in Isfahan melt the Iron and form it as Faro Shah people whish.
After revolution President Bani Sadr gave money to youth to make Cooperative fabrics too. My brother with his friends has built a Mosaic fabric. In there “Afshar” or Afshar kingdom, which was before Pahlavi was not so good with me. Maybe it meant Pahlavi, which was the regime before, was not good to me. There were others who have built a “Forqan” or hand carrier fabric called "Fe-Ra-Khood", and was to make refrigerator there too. There was a “Macaroni” fabric, there where mostly my friends specially the one who his name was “Ayat”.
Later some of my “friends” told me that we could apply for “Lamp” fabric. Then they said they do not give so much money and they say we must be 50 people and some of us must be engineer. Strenge is that an on lamp all day has become a religious tradition for me too under influence of torture.
We build a wood industry fabric called “Rash” or “Ra-she” or “become a way” it is name of a sort of “wood”. In that fabric we were to make big Cable (Cable TV) “Qaf-Ra-Qaf-Ra”. Another product was wooden Models. This model was for make the same thing by melted metal. Maybe we could make model for Iron! But it was because they give only money for this otherwise we wanted to mass-produce bed service. No wonder “my friends” was mostly communists.
I must include that I am not so paranoid. I do not mean all over told in this part and its jock. In cover of jock you can jock and say your words too.
Start of endless torture in 1979, which is not ended, yet
in 2001
There was a Friday. I had appointment with my friends to go
together to picnic. There is a picnic places 45 kilometres away
from Arak, we wanted to take there. Its name is
"pol_do_A_b". That Friday, I tried but I was not able
to catch my friends. I decided to get there alone by bicycle and
surprise them there. I never forget how these who torture me
tortured me that day. Road was narrow and full of cars. I was
afraid to get killed by cars. I had no concentration left of
their tortures. That day they introduced this girl who sound like
a teenage girl. Her voice was like a teenage in about 10 or 13.
Her voice is still more or less the same. Boy who sounds like a
teenage boy and the guy who sounds like a 40 years old man was
there too. That was the first day that they surd me about their
satanic ability in torture. They showed me how easy they are able
to torture me direct from inside my brain and there is no escape
from them. They said it is the start day and so it will be. They
killed me by torture that day in "pol_do_A_b". That day
they said they punish me because I did something alone. According
to them I was not aloud to take that bicycle trip. I must never
do anything alone. Anyway, I could not find my friends there too
and I escaped back at about 4PM. I told my mother about them, but
she said she couldn’t do anything. I even remember that I
told her that they are not normal people. They know what I think
about. Since then they were more or less after me. I do not
remember any day being free from them since that Friday in 1979
and I can do nothing about them. If they think I marry this girl
who torture me they still do not know me after 20 years torture
me. I want nothing but their death. In other hand since when
girls with most buster people get satanic ability to brain
torture, follow and torture a guy in 20 years, destroy his life
and think they just want to marry and make him good life.
I have another bad memory from "pol_do_A_b" too. One of my sisters got married when I was about 6 years old. In last day of her marriage party we take to "pol_do_A_b". We were many people and in lots of cars. In "pol_do_A_b" just for a while I got a little far from family. I have got back soon but all of them were away. One of my families sees me left alone when they were close to main road. They got back and take me with. His name was "Mr. Homayooni". I am always thankful to him but Strenge coincidence is that late Shah's name was "Homayooni" too.
My enemies torture in wartime in Iran, Arak
Some of my friends got killed in Iran-Iraq war. One of them was
"Farid Vosooq" and another was "Said Atari".
It is tradition in Iran that friends of unmarried guys put a
memorial for the dead in the corner of street near his house and
sit there and keep sorrow for their lost friend. We did it for
our friends Farid and Said. These who torture me broke the world
over me because I was sitting for my friends. In their opinion it
was my fall that they got killed. Why should I kill their youth
and than sit and keep sorrow for them. They got as hard on me as
when another of my friends got killed I did not join his sorrow.
His name was "Ali Taheri". He and his family were very
dear to me. Her mother was unhappy with me because of my reject
to join his sorrow. She said Ali loved you. She said Ali told me
you love your friends and sit and keep sorrow for them. Why did
you not sit for Ali, he loved you very much. How could I tell her
these busters kill me and I am tired to sit in street in front of
people eyes, they torture me and I can do nothing.
My enemies’ torture in Mountain in Iran, Tehran
There is a mountain in Tehran called "To_chall". I
together with three of my friends take one weekend to Tehran to
climb that mountain. There are lots of mountains in Arak where we
live but there come a lot of people and it is fun. That day,
these who torture me left no fun for my friends or me in
mountains. We slept in a house in mountain too. Disappointedly
there were many people there and it was impossible to get to know
these who torture me.
My enemies’ torture at work in Iran, Arak
As I mentioned before, together with 6 of my friends we opened a
wooden industry company. There we worked first as worker to build
the company buildings. They had me under torture all the time. My
friends were not able to tell me about their plans and company
secrets. They were not def and they could hear these.
My enemies’ torture in Iranian military
I was soldier in Iranian military about two months. I got free of
military because of weakness in eyes. These people were torturing
me in these two months. There was no difference in getting
torture in Arak or in military base in Birjand, which is in east
Iran. People in military knew they torture me and they did
nothing. But, there in military I found a friend who was member
of Tudeh party. He gave me a Russian book called
"Gadfly". It was about a guy who had a religious
background but because his religious father had mishandled him he
become a Gadfly person in society and his woman was a prostitute
type. Maybe by that book he mend, that these who torture me are
religious people. I am no Gadfly even some wanted me so and did
their best to make me one. They were these buster comunist,
socialist, anti imperialists and atheist people. Some of my
neighbours here in Nakskov Denmark are such shit. Thank GOD Who
made flies (insects) as their sign. If 3 of them are around, you
will find 3 flies flying in my room. If any of them is after me
one fly try to irritate me. Flies tell me what they are up to,
these are no more than flies and I am no Gadfly over them. Thank
and thank GOD made fly out of these who wanted me as Gadfly.
My enemies’ torture in my Marriage proposal in Iran,
Tehran
My mother was not agrees with my escape from Iran. She knew about
my problems with these Iranians who torture me but she did not
want me to live her alone. She thought if she gets me married she
could keep there. One of our far families had a very pretty blond
hair blue eyes girl. My mother wanted her for me. We were in
Tehran at my sister. Her father who liked me to came there to
take us to his home. You do not know how these busters tortured
us in the streets when he was driving. There were several times
that he was near to make car accident because of losing his
concentration under these busters torture. So easy these busters
destroyed it for me. They got him to know they disturb and
destroy it and they are well able to. Strenge is that here in
Denmark and in world these who torture me introduced them selves
as those who want to make a Casanova guy like me forced to marry.
I am about 40 years old. After her I meet many other good girls
who could be a good wife for me, these who torture me destroyed
all possibilities. I want GOD to revenge them and those who are
with them. I ask GOD bad luck for any girl who is with them.
My enemies’ torture before I move to Denmark
I had everyday torture in Iran. Life was dark and sometimes I did
not like to come out of house in days. There was no hope for a
torture free life and their torture was very harmful. I decided
to escape to Europe. I knew it is not easy to take to USA. I
contact my brother in Netherlands. He said there is no work here
and if you want to study Iran is better. I started to learn
English and Later changed it to German to take to Germany. I read
about 6 months German at home by myself. Since, I decide to
escape from Iran, these who torture me said why he want to escape
from Iran? What wrong Islamic Republic has done to him that he
wants to escape? They said to people that they only follow and
torture me because I want to escape from Iran without any reason.
They have got themselves a good position at those who like
Islamic republic regime in this way.
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My enemies’ torture all the way from Iran to denmark
I had iranian passport. I have got a bus tiket Turkey from Tehran
to Istambol. I had apointment with one of my friends to travel
together. He wanted to ask for asylem in sweeden but, he left
Iran one week before me. He said he has got another travelmate. I
toke alone to Turkey. In Tehran to border these pepole who
torture me did their best to make iranians sure that they are
only those who want to stop me go and become refugee without any
damage made by regime to me. I can not say that they have got all
Hezbollah fooled. One of them was beside me in bus. He told me
that I may be right about these pepole who torture me but I am
not good too because I want to become refugee against regime. He
said, do not become refugee, Lets have fun in Turkey then come in
my city, I found you work and we support you. I told him if you
had any support for me I was not under 4 years of torture in
Iran.
In Turkey I had trouble to buy fly ticket to east berlin. I was there about one months. There they tortured me and said to pepole that I am against Islam, it is why they follow and torture me. In Turkey, I become friend with one iranian family too. There were many others but they got able to live Turkey before us. It was me, that family and another guy in a plaine to east berlin. That fly had a stop in Budapest and we had to wait there until next day morning in Transithal. There were no others than us. Disapointedly, I do not remember that I got torture there or not. This could helped me alot to know my international friends and enemies.
Finaly, in berlin I was to take to east berlin. My friend and his family asked me to take with them to denmark. There we can be together. I toke with them to denmark with Train. I remmeber these iranians in Train from East Berlin to copenhagen. In danish border danish police gathered us in one kupe. These who torture me got gathered by danish police in another kupe. But danish police cooporated them and did not let me go and see them. In other words by danish asurities were not unknown to my problem with these pepole.
When I was in Turkey, once I toke to UN office. There were many iranians. They said we will take to USA. If you want to go to Europe take to denmark. Denmark has decided to take 5000 iranian refuggees.
My torture in denmark
Where should I start. They were in my Train to denmark and as I
said I do not remmember any torture free day in my life. I was
under these iranians torture about 5 months i Redcross refugee
camps. There I saw, pepole as usuall like Iran are blind and def
to these who torture me. I did not mention these iranians torture
as reson of my escape. I found a lei and got asylem with that. I
lived about year in city called Kalundborg. There we, iranian
refugees came in a big fight with danish racist. Maybe these
iranian had part on those troubles. That story is something to
tell.
In Kalundborg, we got a old hotel from danish refugee concil. Hotel name was Grandhotel and was in center of city. Only iranians lived ther. There was another redcross camp near city called Casehospital. In Casehospital lived some troublemaker refugges. Once early in the mornig I saw some of them hit a danish boy. they were 4 to 6 pepole and he was alone. we were siting in front of Hotel door. That boy got back and said was it you that hit me. We said no, they were from another camp. Later he got back with his big brother and his friends. We said to them the same. But, they thought we lei. If boy was not able to clear us from them that was no wonder. As I saw they attack him sudenly and all together. Anyway, they started to attack our hotel. A police guy came and said if you go out I can not garantee your life. They are very angree. They were to breake the door. I ask the police. Do you garantee us inside. He said no. Later we fight and keept the hotel. It was a weekend and we were not so much. There were some who escaped too. we where only about 6 or 8 guy and there was about 50 or 100 pepole in other side of the door. Anyway, They became alot pepole. There come some other police but they turned police car upside down. This fight continued in 3 days. Funy is that those who hit the boy were among pepole who watch the fight and no one was make them any harm. Exactly in the same way as these iranian destroy denmark and pepole get after me. After 2 or 3 days came a lot of reporters. Than someone said it was danish Conservative youth that made this trouble. I know it was lei. I was there from start of it and I know why thigs gone as they did. Even Conservative youth came there and said we have nothing against you. They said even all these is because dainsh Conservative and Venstre are against refugees. These parties told they have nothing against us and they not say anything more about refugees. I am happy to comeup with all these.
After dose troubles, I became iranians president in hotel Grand. I got to know all known and good pepole of the city. Even Kalundborg mayer invite me to move in his house and live there. But after wheile I stoped my danish course. I saw pepole dose not want to have anything with us to do. Dainsh pepole were beter than us in english. They could talk or smile if they want to. I found learning danish useless. I was about year in Kalundborg then I moved to Copenhagen.
In Copenhagen from start as usuall I had problem with these iranians. I learned dainsh in talk with one of my dainsh girlfriends. I have got job as welder and than I toke welding and computer course. All of it was under these iranians torture at work or school. Once they got me on nerves. one day in the street I talk loud to a dainsh guy. He was a little drank and stock me with knife. I remmember these iranians in hospital. That knife stock destroyed my condition in about 5 years. Few months after knife stock these iranian tortured me less than before. but they started againe. I changed my adresse many times. They are like cancer and by time they deffect naibours.
I study about 5 years computer. Everyday of my study was under their torture. When I have got job as computerguy their torture was in top. Finaly by torture they made me unable to run my job and get fired.
Love relation under torture
It is not so easy to attract any girls by a brain under torture
and some who shut like dogs after you where ever you are. But, I
had some girls. Usually, girls can not stand my torture more than
two months. Only one girl was with me about a year. Soon, girl
find out that I am no usefull to talk about any secret. She even
find it is better for her that she hide her sexual passion from
me too, because if I feel it they irritate her with it. Girls
find me soon tired and destroyed all the time because, specially
these iranians put me under heavy torture every time before I
meet her. Sometimes, they follow irritate or video whach her too.
Even they tell me if she was unfait to me. Because of all these
every once and while I take my self back too and find taking
torture alone as usuall much easier way to live. There are girls
who come to me by knowldge about my torture too, but most of
these girls do not want me, they need my situation for one or
another reson. I try to keep away from this type of girls. I was
under torture since I have got need for love, woman and sex to
know. In fact I was never alone in my brain with love to be aloud
to enjoy feeling of love. These iranians have my brain under
attack and control, they do not let free specially in case of
love in my brain. Every little love feeling give them best
situation to abuse it against me so it was by now more painfull
experience than any enjoy. I must mention that nothing has more
enjoy for me than sex with pretty young girl. In my life under
torture I have lost many loves, because of these iraians torture.
Nothing can replace that for me even if they give me all those
girls.
I must mention that this iranian groupe abuse my sexneed in torture alot. It is normal than men get more sensitive when they need sex. When my need grow their torture grow with it. Always when my sexneed is in top is when they have got me down by torture.
Danish pepole reaktion to my torture
As I told it started with danish police who hide them from me at
border. About 90% of pepole act as they do not exist. Many pepole
use them against me when they need. Very very few pepole showed
me that I have right. These pepole are torturing me. Many, many
pepoles act as all I say about these pepole is only my
imagination. They can hear any voice as you can say they have got
born def. Many of these wanted me to know them as my friends. My
case is speciall but, it is a part of cold danish culture. If
danish guy/girl se someone fall in street she/he pass him/her
without it get through his/her mind to go se if he/she can help.
Take this advice from me, if you sick and may fall do not go out,
if fall you may remained falled.
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My Hooliday travels
My byckle trips to scandinavia and poland
I take two times by byckle to scandinavia. Once with one of my
friends we bycked from Copenhagen to Oslo and back and another
time to Stocholm, Helsiki, Tornheim, Oslo, Aarhus, Odence and
back to Copenhagen. In both travels I was under torture of these
iranians all the way from start to finish. Once I toke with one
of my danish friends to Poland, Gdansk and Warrsowa. They did
torture me all the way too.
My trips to Netherland
My oldes brother live in Netherland. I have been there many
times. But, every time I have these iranians torture with me. I
do not like to stay there long. It is very unpleasent for me
getting torture in front of my brother and his family. These are
very dirty pepole.
My trip to USA
My older brother live in USA. I was not able to visit him because
of visa until I got my danish nationality and passport. I had no
mony for ticket. My brother send me a return ticket to
Massachoset, Boston with Delta airline. In Copenhagen airport
security serched all bagge and asked me many question. Well, I
was no terroist and she let me fly. I thought these who torture
me can not follow me more. But, disapointedly they were hide in
plaine and tortured me to Newyork. GOD know why these are so
trustfull at everybody everywhere. I was one month in USA. It was
good to see my brother after so many years but their torture
distrubed me alot in front of my brother and his family. I must
include that time I was unknow to USA. Durring Kosovo trubles me
and USA had good cooporation. Therefore I did lost my hope to USA
in chose me over my enemies.
My travel back to Iran
I was about 3 months in Iran after 15 years. These who torture me
got hide in fly to Iran and back and in my intern flys. They are
as trustfull to Hezbollah as to USA. Anyway, It was good to see
my family but it was very difficalt to get torture in front of
them. durring this 3 months they did not left me a moment. It was
as they have no family of their own to give a visit.
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In 1998 after 18 years of living under torture I had to move from Copenhagen to Nakskov which is a small city far from Copenhagen. I live still in Nakskov (August 2001).
Disappointedly, these people who torture me follow me too. Now I am under their torture in Nakskov. They have neither respect for my rights as a free human being nor any respect for GOD or my religion Islam which is theirs too. They have me under their torture since 1979 when I was about 17 years old. They have tortured me 24 hours a day. That time in 1979 I was 17, now in 2001, I am about 39 and still suffer of same pepoles breakless torture. Their torture has light and havy periods but it was/is breakless or constant in way that I do not remmber any torture free day in my life at all except, few memories from my childhood. Not rembering any torture free days in entaire life is not because of memory lose under some years of torture. It is in real not experencing any torture free days since getting adult. Since 1990 in recent 10 years I had their heaviest torture.
They follew me every where I am and they have under their video watch 24 hours a day. In this case they are similar to intelegent service spies. But they are worse than that. They are beside a sort of satanic over natural power which give them ability to access my brain and put me under their psykiatrik mental torture. They are able to communicate me wordless/mentally. They can hear/read my brain activity as easy as you watch TV. They are able to show me pictures, make me nightmare in my brain when I am sleeping. I can hear them even when I close my ears or hear loud sound music with headphone. They allways know what I think about and they talk me back.
Their ability to read my mind, thoughts and what ever go through my mind/brain give them possibility to torture me by what I have in my mind at the moment. They bind me in my brain. If their torture was a normal man torture I could close my ears put a headphone with loud sound over it overit and start to read a books or thinking about something else or even fall in sleep.
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Because of my enemies satanic ability I can't keep any secret from them. I can't keep hide neither my feelings nor even my bank code from them. The side effect is that I can't keep anyone secrets too. Therefore I can't get close to my family or friends and hear about their problems. They are my enemies and they try to take my friends or destruct them too. What I get to know and understand my enemies know and understand too in the same moment. So keeping far from family and friends is best for them. As a matter in fact they are the best prove of what I write hear.
My enemies by abuse of their satanic ability beside use of normal psychiatric torture methods like shutting to build frustration feelings torture me.
They use children to get hide behind them and abuse normal people and take them to cooperation as with or against me about one or another social or political matter. Against group will win no matter who they are and what they want because of their satanic power over my brain. People have another benefit for them which is putting under indirect press by pressing the people I care about. By time they got strong and involved a large amount of people at their side. I got lonely because I found I will have only damages and no benefit for anyone even myself. As a matter in fact it was the head reason to move away from Copenhagen.
Now in Nakskov practically I am under 24 hours mental torture by the same Iranian people who I don't know. They are cleaver enough to sound like people I know and they get to know my memories when I remember them so my doubt will make only enemies out of people who I know. One of their thirty trick is learning people Persian words and take them as help to irritate me.
Torture has distracted my life. Once I was Casanova boy and none religious. I was not a strong man during last 17 years too. It is normal too who everyone under torture find different solution to survive and of course easiest and sometimes worst. Newly I read Koran and I have started to pray GOD. The problem is that they have no respect for my pray too. One of my wishes is loneliness with GOD and concentration in pray.
Disappointedly my mistakes and commercial abuse of some political parties, social groups and TV channels and programs gave the best opportunity to people who torture me not only hide them selves but also sell their torture specially to TV programs and channels. Some youth or other people find my enemies torturing ability a good possibility to show their lovers their love. Of course in case of love, I have nothing against love, but disappointedly this group are a big del of help to people who torture me to hide them selves behind them and change the face of their torture to simple normal love frustration, game or dance.
For me it was nothing, only 17 years of torture. Only 17 years. Only abut 6205 days 24 hours a day light and hard mental torture. From about 19 to 36. You may think how could I stand under this torture. I should say that it is only about a year that I got sure about my enemies satanic over natural ability. Before it I had only mistrusted myself as a sort of mental ill. As a mater in fact I have gone to some shrinks and every time I said I feel like some people torture me by talking to me constantly 24 hours a day.
Doctors gave me different kind of tablets one of them said your illness call hallucination and gave me a tablet called Trilafon in 4 and 8mg. It didn't worked and I still heard those who tortured me.
Another shrink called it Schizophrenia and gave me Zuprxa. This tablet was chemically strong. I had its side effect and it made me lose my control over my behavior. Lose of control could be seen in expressing my feeling. It means when I was angry I had no control in shutting and show my anger.
Zuprexa will have make me more trouble for me under torture. It is natural that get angry under torture. People who torture me do not tell me "I love you. you are a good GUY". They shut "Fuck you, I Fuck your girl or X is with her". None get happy of torture who Zuprexa help it to express it better.
As a matter in fact breaking me mentally by making me angry is meaning of torture. Zuprexa can be a big del of help to make me lose my control and give people who torture me best result for their torture. A angry man join easily in one or another sort of fight and get in trouble with low. As I already did once without Zuprexa. Because of torture once I had fight with someone and got knife stock, once hit one of my colleges at work and got fired from my job, and newly hit two men and get 45 days jail for it. Of course last time was using wildness to stop torture but as well as I already said some of my solutions make it worst. This statement hopefully get not one of them. Anyway, For standing against torture I need something to help me keep cool. I use no tablet and I do not like to get dependent to tablets. Drug dependency will be success for my enemies too. But, disappointedly I got strong abuse of Tobacco. As a matter in fact I smoke about 40 cigarettes a day. Cigarettes are only help to keep myself cool.
When I talk about torture I mean 24 hours a day torture directly to my brain and not ears by shutting. Brain torturing as far as I know is inescapable. I hope you do not experience it.
Disappointedly, It look like enemies are able to have their satanic power over my brain at least from 5 kilometers away from me. It give them possibility to torture me every where even when I am sitting in car in roads with more than 100 km/h, or when I sit in train, jail or hospital. During this 17 years I was under their torture even when I was in holiday in Holland or other countries. After so many years they are a part of my life, Like harmful characters in a mental ill patient in his/her imagination.
Torture distracted my life and myself mentally. I had light, hard and worst time under torture. Tree time I tried suicide. It was of course less and more for love. But, they are the head reason for my love life trouble. Disappointedly my last woman life become a nightmare for her and her family and I had nothing for her but the same torture which I suffer of myself. Now you may understand why I toke to Nakskov. As I know my enemies, they irritate me and my partners until we get separate because of them or naturally. Maybe without them I had wife and children by now. Anyway, now I live under the same circumstances as last 17 years. In this situation I have no chance to have normal love and sex life. Before I live Copenhagen it cross my mind to ask asylum from a Christian cluster and live for a while under their support to at least take my mental freedom back which is the first fact of life.
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I do not write this statement to tell about my life as a loser and make you feel peaty to me. As I said before I read Koran newly. GOD and Koran has changed allot in me. In other words Koran gave me explanation about basic point of life and exist. Islam light has changed allot in my political side of view too. GOD forgive me if I fighter him and Islam before because of missing know him and stupidity.
About Iran still I do not know the regime is at Islam side or their opposite side Mojahedin or both sides made some mistakes. The head point is that I will not stand against GOD and his religion Islam or get abused for this reason. I should say that I am not Monafeg which is those who are against both sides and are distractive for good side.
Disappointedly I am in a situation that I can get easily abused. Therefore I ratter to keep silent in case of Iran specially under press of unknown Iranians torturers. I hope true Muslims or Momens help me in case of getting raid of people who torture me and giving me time and advise to clear right from wrong. At this moment in case of Iran, I can only say to my people trust in one and only GOD and Islam and ask GOD what you need. I should include that if some misunderstood Islam or abused it will sooner or later get punished by GOD.
By this statement I introduce my enemies as enemies of mine, GOD, Islam and Iran. They are a group of people who I am shire to call them Iranians. I ratter to call them only thirty torturers who are able to communicate in Persian language. They are in different ages children, youth, men and women. They use specially youth and children to hide the grown one and may their satanic political party in behind.
My Persian language enemies political background is unknown to me. I have a lots of suspects. Both from with or against and left and right side. But, I ratter not mention any party or group name. But I am sorry that I have to say some of Iranian parties had part in torture instead of help me out.
How come some parties talk about political prisoners and torture in Iran and around world, and forgot them selves torturing me. I have got some offers to join some parties. They said that they can defense me if I join them. Tell me? do you stand only for freedom of your own members? If it is so take all your parties members out of Iran and live free there. We, rest of Iranians do not need dose who support only rights of their own members. Such regimes had we many times.
I hope Iranian people and parties do not take over said as distractive critic. 17 years of my life and get torture by and from Iranians is not critic. We should remember it is all of us responsibility to do not aloud growing cases like Betty Mahmudy. My satanic enemies may be against or with Islamic republic regime of Iran. No matter which side they are with. If such a people take power over Iran they wont do any better that they have down to me in last 17 years. Those who torture people out of Iran what will they do to people if they rule Iran.
It is about two weeks that I live in Nakskov. Enemies torture is in same grade and torture followed by information facilities like Radio and TV. I am lonely but stronger than ever. I trust in GOD and he has me at his side. I invite you to my GOD, which is Mohammad, Muses and jesses GOD. My best gift to you is Koran. GOD who created human know best what is good for him/her. I pray you GOD and I call you Allah.
Iranians know a profit called Zartushta. He said "Do good. Tell good. Think good". The first two is clear to everyone. My enemies satanic power over my brain tell you necessary of being good from deep inside hart and mind. Maybe future human all have the same power as my Satan enemies. That day only a GOD trusted society can live in harmony. Islam and Zartushts GOD is the same, the one and only GOD. GOD of Muses and jesses which Islam and Koran is his last words. Read Koran from your hart. GOD words only hear unpleasant to idiots. And remember even Egyptian Gods couldn't stand against him.
I believe in GOD. I ask GOD to help me and destruct my torturers enemies. They put my life and love life under torture and destruction. I ask GOD everyday in my pray destruction, torture and death of my torturers enemies, their family and those who help, support or abuse my situation under torture. They torture me and abuse people and sexually. I ask GOD to destroy every girls/woman life who give them pleasure. I ask GOD to destroy every my enemies and their relations. But, I hope none take my wish as Death order for Salmon Rusty. My GOD create and kill people. He is strong enough to stand for me.
And those who support me and my religion. I have no opportunity to stand or support them under torture. But I ask GOD to be at your side and I hope you turn to him too. Not me or any other can give you what my GOD gave and give you. Nothing is out of my GOD power. Your best help to me is distracting my torturers enemies by low or find who are they and how they torture me.
In future I will write only about GOD and Islam. I have in mind to write about following cases.
1. Women, marriage and family in Islam.
2. Economy, capital and ownership rights in Islam.
3. Leadership in Islam.
4. Islam and other religions.
5. Islam and foreign policy.
6. Muslims out of Islamic world.
1. Prostitution and drugs.
Seyed Mohammad Ali Mearaji
Written in:
18 October 1998
26 Meher 1377
27 Jamady Alsany 1419
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