Peyvast

It was not until after I watched the movie 300 that I came to the realization that I am black. That Jabba was not from planet Hut but he too was a Persian and that the Persian kings who freed Jews and created the first article of human rights were nothing but drag queens.

I am not sure whom to thank for this realization. The ones who rule my homeland and have created such image or Hollywood? Either way God bless freedom of expression, Hollywood special effects and imaginations.

As for those Iranians who seem to be so upset about the timing and bias of Hollywood towards Hollywood presentation of Iranian  “barbarism”, I suggest instead of complaining to invest in production of the magnificent movie script written by Ren A Hakim called: Xerxes : http://www.renahakim.com/

Zahra Amir Ebrahimi is a talented and famous Iranian actress who was victim of a Paris Hilton type alleged hidden sex tape which was distributed on internet and DVD. (the girl in this music video). “A victiom of the narrow mindedness in my homeland.”

Mohsen Namjoo is an innovative Iranian singer, song writer and composer with a genius mix of traditional Persian music with blues and other western musical styles.

Hafez was a Persian mystic and poet famouys for the beauty, love, mysticism and music of his poems.

And this music video is a unique of the three…

Tresses in the Wind:

Let not the wind into your tresses or I will go into the wind
Let not seduction be your way or I will loose mine

Drink not with any old contender or I will drown in pain
Savor not your wine or I will turn red in sobriety

Lock not your hair or I will be locked in remorse
Twist not your hair or I will get twisted

Become not the rival’s friend or I will become mad with rivalry
Feel not for others or I will cease to feel

Open your face and I won’t need a flower
Stand tall and I won’t need the air of heights

Paint not the town red or I will shed blood for tears
Cherish not the other’s company or I will perish

Steal not the limelight or all light will leave me
Ogle not or I will melt beneath your gaze

Be kind to this poor suitor and come to my aid
For me not to appeal to the Messenger

Hafez will never turn away from you
For he became free the day he was entrapped by you.