A Quiet Remembrance of Neda

Neda Agha-Soltan was a vibrant 27 year old graduate of Azad University who had recently become engaged to be married.

Friends have said she was not political, but she was young and proud of her country and its traditions.  When the outcome of the election was announced as a victory for Ahmadinejad, many young Iranians poured forth to express their fierce sense of injustice about the result.

Neda was only one of thousands.  She was barely a bystander who had just arrived near the scene of a large gathering.  She died almost immediately after getting out of her car–gunshot to the chest.

Neda will always represent the JUNE 20 REVOLUTION in Iran.

Though it may have lasted little more than a day, it yielded up a sacrifice for the world–the image and the Death of Neda Agha-Soltan.

Before there was a death–etched in blood, sweat, and tears–there were twenty-seven years of a very nice life and much promise for the future.

This is a memorial to the LIFE of Neda Agha-Soltan ::Rest in Peace::

A non-graphic still frame of Neda who has just been fatally wounded; she is attended by her music teacher and a bystander as she bleeds out onto the beloved land of her Iran.

a young Iranian American music student peforms “Colors of the Wind”

i am afraid of nothing but a world without people like her…

For my iranian friend…

ONE creation: ONE in many forms: ONE heart like the pulse of a million insects in a night chorus…who knows this now?
i hear you in the low rumble of trucks across a great bridge, in the doppler of sirens. ONE.
i am afraid of nothing but a world without people like you.

Etta B Dickerson *coexist*

“In the Land of Hafiz” – Assef Al-Jundi on MySpace Blog

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In the Land of Hafiz

“If you have had enough of this world and all its violence,
Then take up the cup; and from the inside
let this liquid love make peace.”
-Hafiz

Single bullet through the heart.
Beautiful rose shatters.
Bloodied petals scatter.
Cries of horror rattle the heavens.
Spirit winds answer the Calling.
Carry her fragrance to the world.

O Hafiz, ignorant fundamentalist fanatics,
Those who trampled your garden,
Burned your poetry,
Threatened your life,
Still rule your land
With false piety and guns.

O Hafiz,
Splendid roses thrive
On wine of the Beloved,
But the tyrants have decreed
Fragrances illegal,
And have sent their goons
To assassinate love.

(© Assef Al-Jundi)

Dear Iran, **NO MORE LAMBS**

My NOTE as posted today:

http://www.facebook.com/ettaB

To My Iranian Friend RE: Torment in Iran and elsewhere…
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MY MESSAGE TO WHOMEVER, RE **MY IRANIAN FRIEND**–
if **MY FRIEND** is hurt i will say before the ONE who is author of us all that she is a great soul and a heart full of nothing but joy and love for people…and i would never miss a chance to get even, so if you don’t love **MY FRIEND** enough to share the compassion in my words, maybe you will hear my vow–may the God of us ALL be my Helper, and may the system speaking fear hear me in the wilderness of my own willingess.
i am afraid of nothing but a world without people like her.
understood???
**NO MORE LAMBS**

This comment has been posted relevant to remarks found in facebook today, 23 JUNE 2009.
They are a response from ME PERSONALLY and do not represent any instruction or permission nor association with any entity except humanity–my authority same as that which gives angel wings to any who will ride the pain AND the glory with others.

**MY FRIEND** name witheld

Regardless of whether my friend is in real danger, or if in fact her “identity” has been hijacked to provoke, i cannot tell, but the footage that i see of the young people bleeding out in the streets, sure of themselves but respectful and honoring their history and common love as ONE PEOPLE who may have found a new voice in their ancient Voice…please to the Clerics of Iran…stop the insanity of torture or the threat of it; have you not realized how it has been a shame to US ?? *love* and i mean WELL in every word i say.
thank YOU.

Etta B Dickerson at 7:09pm June 23
**i am afraid of nothing but a world without people like her**

(c) Etta B Dickerson, 2009 ~~repost w/ attribution if possible~~ THIS POST WAS ORIGINATED BY ME ON FACEBOOK AND IS NOT ASSOCIATED WITH NOR DOES IT REPRESENT THE VIEWS OF ANY COMMERCIAL OR OTHER ENTITY; ~~FAIR USE~~*coexist*