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save-mohamed-family · 17 days ago
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With tear-filled eyes and a heart crushed by pain, I beg you to share my story and donation link. Perhaps your hands hold the light that can save me from this darkness.
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@ruegracieuse @rhamnous @fishermod @gothhabiba @vcaant @cv @cxramels @byjove
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perfectfeelings · 4 months ago
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Listen. I wish I could tell you it gets better. But, it doesn’t get better. You get better.
Joan Rivers
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derangedrhythms · 10 months ago
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[...] we experienced the phenomenon that lovers who are not yet lovers recognise; they are not touching, yet they feel the charge. The space in between is filled with energy. The spark. The dance. The movement.
Jeanette Winterson, Night Side of the River; from ‘No Ghost Ghost Story’
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thefamiliarstrangers100 · 1 year ago
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“The war will end. The leaders will shake hands. The old woman will keep waiting for her martyred son. That girl will wait for her beloved husband. And those children will wait for their heroic father. I don’t know who sold our homeland. But I saw who paid the price.”
— Mahmoud Darwish; Palestinian poet.
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twinsfawn · 9 months ago
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on transness, friendship, and being cradled by the earth
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resqectable · 2 years ago
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Listen. I wish I could tell you it gets better. But, it doesn’t get better. You get better.
Joan Rivers
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thoughtkick · 1 year ago
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Listen. I wish I could tell you it gets better. But, it doesn’t get better. You get better.
Joan Rivers
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shisasan · 9 months ago
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Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus, originally published: 1977
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scriptastra · 2 days ago
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megairea · 1 year ago
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She is your last and true and only love, he thought, and that’s not evil. It is only unfortunate.
Ernest Hemingway, Across the River and into the Trees, 1950
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thehopefulquotes · 1 year ago
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Listen. I wish I could tell you it gets better. But, it doesn’t get better. You get better.
Joan Rivers
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ahmadahmadallouh32 · 2 months ago
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Naji al-Ali: The Artist Who Resisted with His Pen and Was Assassinated for His Stance
Naji al-Ali, the renowned Palestinian cartoonist, was one of the most prominent symbols of resistance art, using his drawings as a weapon to express the suffering of his people and to oppose occupation and corruption. Through his iconic character “Handala,” Naji embodied the voice of the oppressed and the pain of Palestinians, making him a memorable figure in Arab and global consciousness.
Born in 1938 in the village of al-Shajara, Palestine, Naji experienced the Nakba in 1948, when he was uprooted from his homeland—a trauma that profoundly influenced his work. Handala, introduced in 1969, depicted a 10-year-old boy with his back turned to the world and hands clasped, symbolizing silent resistance until justice was achieved and Palestine liberated. Naji himself stated that Handala would remain a child until Palestinians returned to their homeland.
On July 22, 1987, Naji al-Ali was assassinated in London outside the offices of Al-Qabas International newspaper. He was shot in the head, falling into a coma that lasted until his death on August 29 of the same year. Investigations suggested that his assassination was linked to his bold political positions, which not only criticized the Israeli occupation but also targeted Arab regimes he believed to be complicit or negligent in supporting the Palestinian cause.
Although the identity of the assassin remains unknown, suspicions have been directed at multiple entities, including the Israeli Mossad and certain Arab intelligence services. Despite his untimely death, Naji’s art remains an enduring legacy, a powerful cry against injustice and oppression.
Naji al-Ali’s voice lives on, for Handala still stands tall, watching the world with unyielding determination, bearing witness to the resilience of a people who refuse to forget.
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surqrised · 8 months ago
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Listen. I wish I could tell you it gets better. But, it doesn’t get better. You get better.
Joan Rivers
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perfeqt · 2 years ago
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Listen. I wish I could tell you it gets better. But, it doesn’t get better. You get better.
Joan Rivers
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askyea-poesy · 27 days ago
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You are flowers in my stomach. Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the cracks of the ribs. I only want to be the sun for you.
Elke River
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eeverlark · 3 months ago
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Rivers Solomon, Model Home
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