The Witcher

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When I was a child, I used to be influenced by movies I watched. Pretending to be a superhero with a cape, a gangster smoking a cigarette, an old wise man drinking beer and living happily with his family, an army guy who saves the country and wins the war. I believe a lot of kids were and are this way.

Later when I grew older, this changed a little. I still were influenced but I wasn’t playing the character anymore, rather I tried to imitate that person and act like him. I tried to behave like him. I was a young man (not that I’m old now) and my personality was still shaping.

Lately I found something new about myself. Now when I watch a movie or a series, I don’t try to become anyone, I don’t try to act or behave like them, rather I try to learn from them. Now when I watch a movie, I think more about the reason behind their attitude, the logic of their acts, the story they’re telling, and the message they carry. I feel more grown up right now.

I’ve been watching The Witcher series recently and what I’ve learned from it was that no matter how much you’re hurt, no matter how much damage you take, physically or mentally, your mission and purpose is more important to give up. It doesn’t matter how lonely you feel you are, doesn’t matter how many people come and go on your route to destiny, you can’t give up.

In these times, when we feel we’re alone in this world, when we feel that our mission and our purpose is impossible to reach, the most important decision to make is to just take another step forward and finally we’ll succeed, in our way. Disappointments come and go, we may get exhausted, fearful, feel broken, and hopeless, but we shall continue because stopping is never a wise choice. You may slow down, you may have to take the longer route, you may have to get some rest and take some time to recover, but you must always get back on your feet and continue forward until you reach your destiny.

Name update

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For a long time, I used to write my name as Ali Reza, which I believed was the correct way and form of writing it. Now I switched back to Alireza, which is the current standard and accepted way of writing it, and is how it’s written in my passport. I updated my blog and every online presence I could think of. Please, if you link to me anywhere, update it to this form.

Not that it matters but I needed a distraction from what is happening right now in my country.

Living behind firewalls

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The internet censorship and filtering in Iran is now in another level. We’re now living behind a firewall. Not long ago, before the 20-day full blackout, we had a blacklist-type internet filtering system. If you’re not familiar with it, living in a normal country, a blacklist filtering system means everything is open to people unless the regime decides you’re not supposed to access something. But we’re passed that, moved to a whitelist system.

Now instead of deciding whether you’re not supposed to see something, it decides whether you’re supposed to see. Meaning everything is down, filtered and censored, and every access is restricted unless the regime decides it’s OK for you, the peasant, to see it.

Us the serfs and slaves are now behind the firewall. Internet is now a class system. Not everyone is equal. Those who are trusted may access a wider range of web sites, services, or internet-connected applications while the rest of us are lowest class, accessing the minimum when our owners decide so.

We’re now dogs, not humans. While our masters and owners are sitting at the table having a feast, we’re sitting under the table waiting for a bone thrown at us so we don’t starve to death.

With the shadow of war now hanging over us, we only wonder, is there any future left for us? And what can we do except hoping for brighter days?

Mental health with no internet

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Aside from being unable to contact your loved ones abroad, updating your computer programs and operating systems, getting new or needed software, or simply getting music and videos/movies, being disconnected from world makes you mentally unstable.

It’s the 20th day of internet blackout here and the frustration is making me crazy. It’s some new feelings I’m experiencing. Anger on top of them.

I have to try hundreds (no exaggeration) of VPN configurations just to be able to load this blog, refresh and wait for more than an hour to be able to enter the “posting” page and then try hundreds of times again to finally post something. Just to get a feeling that we’re not North Korean yet.

I’m telling you. It’s driving a lot of people crazy.

Internet blackouts

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The internet situation is beyond bad. Calling it “the internet” hardly makes sense anymore. Nearly everything is cut off. A few VPNs, made available by free-internet activists, work sporadically and only for short periods. There is no real access to anything: no email, no international websites, nothing reliable. Verification SMS messages don’t arrive. All we hear from the regime are the same hollow promises about restoring access “today or tomorrow.”

Maybe one percent of people can connect to the global network, and even that connection usually collapses after a few hours. What’s happening to us goes far beyond the loss of internet access. It’s difficult to even put into words. Language fails to convey the true scale of this disaster.

I wish there were a rescuer.

Alone and lonely

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Words can’t explain our suffering here. Nothing can express the pain we are in. You have no idea what has happened to us.

This to remember those days. No internet, no SMS, and no phone calls. Absolute silence, cut off from everything. Hopeless. Helpless.

My lost brothers and sisters, may you rest in peace. You’ll be missed but never forgotten.

I just connected to internet using a VPN. I don’t know how long this will last and whether we experience another complete blackout or not but let this be a reminder that we lasted this long trying our best to better our lives and make a future for our children and we’re still fighting.

Sadness

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It’s strange how people know something is pointless, yet they keep doing it anyway. Feeling sad is one of them. Sadness does nothing except for draining our energy. Worse than that, it actively makes our problems feel bigger than they are.

Sadness is a snowball. Once it starts rolling downhill, it keeps growing. You don’t stop it. You feed it.

It usually begins with a single thought. Someone said something mean to me. Someone spoke badly about me. Something bad happened in my life. On its own, it’s small. But you keep thinking about it. You replay it. You add meaning to it. And it grows.

The more you think, the heavier life becomes. Everything feels harder. Meanwhile, the truth is simple and uncomfortable: the other person isn’t thinking about you at all. They don’t remember. They moved on. You didn’t.

At some point, this kind of thinking has to stop. It leads nowhere. If something can be changed and it’s within our control, then we should act. If it can’t, sitting in sadness is just self-harm with better branding.

Enough sadness. Complaining is not a plan. Thinking is not action. If we want change, we must do something. All of us have to. Starting right now.

Qeshm and Hormuz Islands

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Wide view of the Persian Gulf from a moving cruise ship, showing deep turquoise water with white foamy wake in the foreground and numerous cargo ships spread across the distant horizon beneath a clear blue sky.
On the way to Hormuz Island, passing rows of cargo ships on the open sea.
Elevated view of Turtle Beach on Hormuz Island, featuring light-colored rocky cliffs above a narrow sandy beach where sea turtles nest, clear turquoise water along the shoreline, and a small motorboat creating a white wake across the calm blue sea beneath a bright sky.
Turtle Beach on Hormuz Island, where sea turtles come ashore to lay their eggs.
A rocky hill on Hormuz Silver Beach, featuring layers of red and white rocks under a bright blue sky. The terrain is rugged, with jagged rock formations and a mix of deep red and pale, almost white rock scattered across the surface.
A unique rock formation on Hormuz Silver Beach, showcasing vibrant red and white hues. beautiful color mixture in my eye.
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Brain rot

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I just witnessed something genuinely horrific. The worst case of brain rot I’ve ever seen.

I watched someone try to get through a two-minute video clip and completely fail. They couldn’t sit with it. They sped it up to 2x, skipped ahead a minute, jumped back to catch a “key part,” then hit 2x again. All over a video that barely lasts longer than a song.

It was rough to watch. Not being able to focus for two minutes says a lot about what endless scrolling and short-form videos are doing to people.

So I asked, half joking and half serious, “How do you watch a movie or read a book if you can’t even wait two minutes for this?”

The answer was simple: “I don’t.”

That was it. No explanation, nothing. Honestly, that’s what stuck with me the most. I feel bad for anyone who’s become like this. If you have reached this point, I’m truly upset for you. I hope you can reverse the effect.

The Lord of the Rings

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I finally watched The Lord of the Rings. I can’t believe I waited this long. There are so many amazing movies I haven’t seen, and I am trying to catch up.

It took me four days to finish it, taking 10 hours of my time to fully understand everything and I realized I really need to watch The Hobbit and read the books to get the full story.

No regrets, though. I had a lot of fun, and I am really glad I finally gave it a shot.