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on twitter, a viral thread started where people around the world shared their translations of “If I must die”, the last work of Dr Refaat Alareer also known as "the voice of Gaza". A beloved poet, teacher and life-long activist for Palestine, he was recently assassinated along with members of his extended family by a targeted Israeli air strike. His loss leaves a hole in the heart of palestinians all over the world.
Below the cut, I’ll be posting the translations of his poem, with links to the original posts. Unfortunately, tumblr limits posts to a maximum of 30 images. I will update when I can.
Arabic (Refaat’s mother tongue)
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2. Spanish
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3. Irish
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4. Dutch
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5. Greek
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6. German
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7. Vietnamese
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8. Tagalog
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9. Serbian
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10. Japanese
and the traditional japanese calligraphy version
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11. Nepali
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12. Tamil
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13. Bosnian
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14. Indonesian
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15. Romanian
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16. Italian
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17. Albanian
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18. Urdu
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19. Turkish
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20. Polish
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21. Norwegian
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22. Galician
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23. Swedish
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24. Jawi
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25. Bengali
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26. Russian
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Andrew Garfield, in an interview with GQ
But I feel like I can say: I feel like making a garden is plenty. You know what I mean? I don't think we're all meant to save the world all the time.
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when brennan lee mulligan said “everyone you love will find someone that matters more to them than you” and when sleep token said “i might break and bend to my basic need to be loved and close to somebody” and “i reach for you on faith alone and i’ll be full of the love you want no matter what forevermore” and when lorde said “in my head i do everything right” and when phoebe bridgers said “and when broken bodies are washed ashore who am I to ask for more?” and when noah kahan said “i thought i had something and that’s the same as having something who am i to complain?” and when
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what the ninth house did to wake's body — presumably picking her apart for resources and then perpetually enslaving her bones — must have been one of wake's greatest nightmares. the nine houses kill you and then they use each part of you and puppet your bones in service of them forever.
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it is healing to come onto this blog and see basic respect for diasbility after being in other corners of the fandom and reading the words “snowkit could never be a warrior because he wouldnt know what anything is. he wouldnt even know what a clan is because nobody could explain it to him” said in full seriousness
Im..... That statement is so ableist I cannot even imagine the worldview you'd need to have in order to come up with that.
They really think the only way anyone learns anything is through verbal-speaking-words-noises? No one has ever observed something before? Not even once?
This is beyond touching grass, this person just fell out of the fucking Jurassic Period when all they had was ferns and stegosaurs.
I just...
OH YES. I remember my first day of Society Lessons as a hearing person, where the everything was explained to me. Via Audiobook. FIRST they spoke and said, "you are standing on the ground." It was a life changing revelation, and the world began to spin.
But it did not stop.
THEN they said, "there are fingers on your hands." The sensation of flesh and bone crackling into existence is indescribable, but I did not yet know pain, until they told me, "that hurts." I began screaming immediately.
And yet... it continued.
They explained so much. Chairs. Tables. Walls. The sky. Frogs. Ionizing radiation. Breathing. I was told all of it, in one sitting, and only then did I understand. Only when my ears were bursting with normal hearing knowledges, did they begin... my final test.
A strange wall-chair-finger emerged from the sky-of-the-wall, stood on the ground several times, until it was in front of me. A second one came behind it, this one slimmer. The audiobook gave these things names;
Human. Father. Mother. Door. Walking. It was completely impossible to know what these things were until that very moment.
I watch a human dip a hook into water and produce a fish, and I recall my Society Lessons where they called that "fishing." I am decked in the face by a nefarious hooligan, and I have only the audiobook to thank when I know I have been "punched" by a "bad guy." It was only the magic of verbal-speaking-words-noise that made me understand that there are "other people" and that they "do stuff."
Sometimes, even, in "groups."
Before the Society Lessons Audiobook, I knew nothing. I was pure, innocent, uncorrupted by concepts such as "parents" and "door." I am grateful every day that there is no such concept as "being shown things" or "simple logical reasoning" or "looking."
Blessed be those amongst us who escape the horrors of the Society Lessons Audiobook. I pray that you never learn what anything is. Be free! Free as a bird, which also knows nothing and famously cannot learn. 🤗
DEAF/HOH FOLLOWERS I'm losing my mind do you want me to bump a 'Hearing Disabilities Herb Guide' to the top of my priorities? Something you can use to bludgeon whackadoodles like that. This is ridiculous
Obviously not a MEDICINE guide but like; common causes of hearing disability in clan cats. Accommodations for hearing loss vs congenital deafness. Actual difficulties of not having that sense Clan-by-Clan. Debunking of misconceptions like... not being able to learn APPARENTLY.
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Can you guys please take two seconds to go to this person’s conversations board on wattpad and let everyone know that this person is STEALING my work?
Their followers have been harassing me and accusing me of “falsely flagging other people’s work out of envy” (LMAO) and I’m really trying to put together a case for wattpad. Please let them know my work originates on tumblr and has been translated to Spanish without my permission. Please, it would help me so so much you guys :(
Username is “@/channiecult” on Wattpad.
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i need y'all to know that i spent something like 2-3 hours dumping out my thoughts about the newest episode and the state of S3's storytelling as a whole and i just. i can't bring myself to finish writing it out or posting it because it's just such a clusterfuck, it's giving me a huge headache and i have no clue where to start with it so trying to express my thoughts on it feels like some sisyphean nightmare
so just have the cosmonaut variety hour "killing padme" meme instead because that's basically the entirety of LO's S3 plotline but like, somehow even fucking worse
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“You’re such a pretty man,” Makino sighed, touching her fingertips to his cheek, before rubbing his beard with her thumb. “Your wife is very lucky. Oh—hey.” Her whole expression brightened, her smile entirely cheeky. “That’s me.”
Shanks grinned, delighted. “You are absolutely hammered, aren’t you?”
“Hmm, I think I’m about to be.” She frowned. “Wait—was that not a euphemism?”
My masked Zorro, the unbelievably generous and tantalisingly mysterious Cover Anon, sweeps in once more with another gorgeous cover from Shanties, this time for Penelope (aka, the wedding fic, my beloved), by the incredible @sacred_pirate on twitter.
I...don't know how it's possible to capture the way a fic exists in my mind so perfectly it's like the artist reached into my soul, and yet that's what this feels like. This is one of the most beautiful artworks I've ever seen, and I can't believe it's from my fic, and this fic.
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One of my favourite things about Generation Loss are the accidents, the last minute thoughts. Frank, a beloved character, ended up being Charlie wanting Sneeg to have a friend while he was stuck in the cage for so long. Frank, who then went on to have disturbing lore in the set design of episode three (there's a deceased employee(?) poster in the office). The green to red filter in episode two accidentally had horrific implications for the slime demon in episode one (and evil Sneeg, yuck), which was again brought back in the set design of episode three (bucket of blood and guts labelled slime). Charlie involving himself in the carousel act of episode two during dress rehearsals, leading to theories of Sneeg seeing him with his guts hanging out when the hat is on his head. Also Charlie mentioned that he decided to portray the patient as a “dude” character so the filter switch was more jarring, rather than being panicked like the rest of the saw victims. I’m trying to think of more.
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