Repost from 3 years ago. Now that everyone is aware of Palestine, I feel safer posting this
āA conversation between the sword and the neckā: two minutes of brutal truth, sensitivity, and conviction. Ghassan Kanafani, author, revolutionary.Ā
This is raw power. This is legacy. Without legacy, we forget. Desensitization is evidence of normalization - the degree of injustice in the world has reached such a climax that its prevalence is absorbed more than it is questioned critically with the acute motive of extinguishing it. I consider this absorption a form of submission. If you are in a position of consistent mental, financial, and communal stability, it is a form of succumbing to the mass desensitization of violence to make yourself the centre of your life as a way of life. I would absolutely consider it immoral. Identity is a right: to investigate oneās self-concept is a right; to stretch the limits of oneās potential is a right; comfort is a right; stability is a right; personal ascension is a right - at core, the way we define ourselves to ourselves is the only actual control we have over the value and meaning of our life, and that is what we use to construct a foothold in the world for ourselves that seems likeable and worthwhile. Everyone has the right to an investigation of the world they live in, to compartmentalize it and interact with it so that they can live their life to the absolute fullest. In the wake of imminent death, life is all we have. There is nothing else to cling to, so by definition, there is nothing else to fight for - at the most fundamental level, humanity is by definition on the same side. Do you see how simple this is, at root? All else is ultimately a distraction. Do not forget this. Life is not political.Ā
Read as extensively as possible. Acquire knowledge. Grow your mind in every way possible. Donāt underestimate people and their ability to think. Disorient people to make them think; it is possible to be confrontational and also delicate, gentle, and considerate. Inform people; keep yourself open to being informed in turn. Question things and think critically. Prompt others to do the same. There is strength in numbers. There is strength in logic and empathy. Nurture it in yourself and in others. Nurture sensitivity - that is the literal antidote to desensitization. It is a moral responsibility.Ā
Think carefully. Feel freely. Fear next to nothing; conviction does well to eradicate fear.Ā
Do not be idle.Ā
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anyone else know this book? Itās called āI saw Ramallahā by Mourid Barghouti. I started it a while ago and couldnāt bear it; I began again last night. I have the strength now to learn from it and not collapse. This is the most incredible book I have ever read, and I am not even finished; even if I donāt finish, it will still be the most incredible. It will not let me go as long as I live.
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I havenāt been here for a while. But Iām so glad I created this space. I came back here on a whim thinking it was full of rot and that I would be satisfied that I left. But I found our feet dug deep into autumn, and my memory is impeccable, my memory is an epitaph, my memory lies until I only remember daydreams. and there you are again, and I didnāt think anything could ever go wrong, I thought Iād teeter on the edge but I would never actually fall, I thought all the dread was artistry and all the highs were artistry and my heart was immortal, free, purified, waiting. Did we really carve a home in the woods every week? Did we really talk for six hours straight regularly, and even then, were torn away only by imposed routines that weād already thwarted to the max? That day in autumn we talked about dreams - both kinds. I would go mute if I could bring this back. I regret nothing. My miracle, come back. Iām disembodied in this strange city I donāt know and donāt care for. I see you in the wind and the trees; I hear your voice steadying me at random. I do want to see you again. Not to reconcile, necessarily, but because there is unfinished business. I write to you anonymously and hope youāll see through me. I always wanted to send a message in a bottle across the sea and learn whether or not it reached the shore, a random shore, the right shore, a shore I canāt possibly begin to envision. Find me, at any cost. Weāll take it from there. Find me, buy a plane ticket, show up at my door, be insistent and buy me a coffee. weāll talk this out like adults, like politicians, like children, like lovers. Please.
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Ocean Vuong,Ā from "Into the Breach", Night Sky with Exit Wounds
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āCat Baiyunā by Georgii Zubkovsky, 1951
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Bad day? : coffee
Good day? : coffee
Stressed? : coffee
Happy? : coffee
Coffee? : coffee
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LOVE
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The neurodivergent urge to do this
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Tulip petal boat
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ā Margaret Atwood, You are Happy
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Jupiter;
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@fangophilia on Instagram
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āwith no applauseā š
āLife is a play that does not allow testing. So, sing, cry, dance, laugh and live intensely, before the curtain closes and the piece ends with no applause.ā
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