😃😍 Beauty of Nature!

I often try to write a few thoughtful words to accompany my flower photographs. 

Yet I never feel that I am in a position to give advice or teach others.

What I truly enjoy is simply noticing the beauty of nature and appreciating the small wonders. 

🤍 Keeping It Before It’s Gone

 

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୨🌸୧ ୨🩷୧ ୨🌸୧

 

🦩 𓆸 ♡ ꕤ ♡ 𓆸

 

🦢Beautiful!

 

🍋 ༺❀༻

 

🐇 𖧷 ˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 𖧷

 

🎀 𓇢𓆸 ࿐

 

🤍 🩺 🌞 🩺 ⚘ ♡

One thing I sometimes regret is not becoming a medical doctor „helping people“, not chasing money, not because of salary, status, or financial gain.

No academic title in engineering, law, dentistry, or any other field feels as meaningful to me as being a medical doctor directly serving humanity by treating people and easing pain, especially in countries suffering from war and poverty.

Engineering can improve the world in many ways, 

but medical doctors touch human lives directly every single day.

 

🐝 Many Beautiful Moments!

 

💜 Only keeping blooming beautifully🌸

 

🧡

🌺

 

🌸

💕

 

🌹 For all Mothers

🌸 Beautiful Spring 🌸

☀️

🌼🌼🌼

🌿

🌸

 

🌺

 

🍒 Spring in Bloom

 

💝

 

🌸

 

🌼

🪻

 

🌺

 

💝🌹💝

 

Hooman, you are forever in my heart and in my mind.

On your birthday, I return to the memory of how deeply you loved Iran, its soul, its beauty, and the kind, simple people of its villages.

I am still proud of your speech in Hyde Park, applauded by thousands who stood together against the Iraq war.

Even now, through these difficult times, that love has not faded; it lives on, quietly and faithfully.

Though so much was stolen from us, without respect for your testament and also for you, even before you were laid to rest, and even my albums that held our shared moments, nothing can take away what truly matters.

You remain with me, in memory, in spirit, in every silent thought.

Thinking of you, always.

❤️❤️❤️💝🌹🌹🌹💝❤️❤️❤️

🕊️❤️‍🩹👏

Marc Botenga, he is a Belgian politician and Member of the European Parliament (MEP). 

❤️🌹❤️ All flowers for you

 

💐 All flowers for your garden 💐

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Politics was never my interest; however, in 2003, I once joined nearly one million people in London, together with Hooman, protesting against the war in Iraq.

Yet it is impossible not to notice the sadness of what has unfolded. 

Both the politics inside Iran and the politics surrounding it from outside have often led to disasters. It shows how humanity sometimes seems to lose its sense of care and responsibility. So many people have died, and so many others continue to suffer. 

It feels like a meaningless war without any real perspective or hope for resolution.

Hopefully, Iran will never develop into a country facing the kind of destruction and instability that we see today in places like Iraq or Afghanistan.

🌸 First Sign of Spring!

 

💚 from Frankfurt!

I removed the happy video. It felt wrong to celebrate while so many people around the world are suffering from war, violence, hunger, and poverty.

Snowy Silence,

 as I woke up today,

❤️‍🩹 Johnson, Jayapal & Bruce Springsteen

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Pramila Jayapal

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Bruce Springsteen - Streets Of Minneapolis

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Every person deserves dignity, 

no matter their status, no matter where.

No law, and no "POWER" can justify the loss of dignity. 

Humanity must always come first.

🌹German Song for Iran by Andy Kister

I see faces in the darkness,

eyes full of fear and yet prepared

people go out, they only want their

rights. But the answer is too often

so unjust.

They stand there with empty hands,

and yet courage burns inside them.

And every step is like an oath:

we will not give up, we will remain good.

And when your words are locked away,

when the internet is taken from you,

then hope screams through the streets,

because you can never be completely silenced.

Iran,

I carry you in my heart,

even when the world looks away.

Even when it hurts, your voices are

stronger than walls, stronger than fear,

stronger than blood.

Iran,

you are more than just tears,

more than just struggle, more than just pain.

Because in every child and every soul

freedom

beats in the heart.

I know the feeling when your homeland burns,

when you barely recognize yourself.

When friends disappear,

no one says why.

And still, love does not remain silent.

Because in Tehran

and in every place,

there lives a dream that never dies.

And even if your voice is taken away,

the truth remains - and it wins.

And no matter how cold the night is,

morning eventually returns.

Hope cannot be killed;

it always finds a way.

I carry you in my heart,

even when the world looks away,

even when it hurts.

Your voices are stronger than walls,

stronger than sand,

stronger than blood.

You are more than just tears,

more than just struggle, more than just pain.

Because in every child and every soul

freedom

beats in the heart.

And even if no one hears,

I hear you - even when everything

falls silent.

You are not alone.

The voices of the oppressed

will someday be heard

never forgotten.

☀️

❤️🌹

When the First Advent Light Touches Nature

 

Even in Autumn, Still Beautiful