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hrrtshape · 1 day ago
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THE REINTRODUCTION OF SHIFTING. AGAIN, BUT BETTER.
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welcome to chapter four of HRRTSHAPE’s series of: REMINDERS WHEN YOU’RE DOUBTING SHIFTING. in this episode, we’re going full renaissance here. wipe the slate clean, scrub off all the doubts and stale ideas about shifting. let’s reintroduce it like it’s a completely new, fresh, shimmering concept—like you’re hearing about it for the very first time. deep breath; let’s romanticise.
close your eyes for a second and think of everything you’ve ever wanted—love, adventure, beauty, peace, power, or maybe just something more. now imagine this: it’s all real. not “real someday” or “real in a dream,” but right now, existing alongside you, as vivid and tactile as the air you breathe. that’s what shifting is.
shifting isn’t some faraway magic trick or reserved for “chosen ones.” it’s a birthright, a gift that’s stitched into your soul. you’ve been shifting your whole life—daydreaming, losing yourself in a book, imagining a different outcome. the only difference now? you’re doing it on purpose.
𖥻 SHIFTING REALITIES — A COSMIC ‘REBIRTH.’
picture this: the universe isn’t some sprawling, chaotic expanse of stars—it’s a canvas. every thought, dream, and desire you’ve ever had is a brushstroke on that canvas. shifting is you grabbing the brush, dipping it into the richest hues of your imagination, and painting a world so vivid, so electric, it becomes real.
forget the old definitions. shifting isn’t about "leaving" or "escaping"—it’s about expanding. you are a multidimensional artist, and your soul is fluent in all the languages of existence. shifting is merely the act of walking through one open door, knowing there are infinite others.
throw away everything you’ve heard about shifting being “hard,” “technical,” or full of rules and checklists. that old narrative is out. we’re turning this into an art form, a love letter, a secret rendezvous with the universe itself.
shifting isn’t about bending reality—it’s about flowing into it. like slipping into a warm bath, like sinking into the perfect chair with your favourite book, like catching a breeze that carries you somewhere you’ve always wanted to go.
the truth? you’ve always been a shifter. every time you dream, every time you imagine, every time you ache for something so deeply it feels like you’re there—guess what? you are.
𖥻 A SHIFT IN THE SHIFTING NARRATIVE.
think of shifting not as a process, but as a natural state. like breathing, dreaming, or falling in love. it's not forced. it’s the sweet surrender to the flow of everything you already are. it’s like tuning a radio—every possible reality exists simultaneously, and you’re just clicking over to the station where your song is playing.
you’re not “creating” a new reality. you’re choosing one that’s been waiting for you. like a home you’ve never been to but always known.
𖥻 A SHIFTING ISN’T ESCAPE; IT’S EXPANSION.
let’s address the elephant in the room: shifting is not about “running away.” it’s about opening doors. think of your life like a mansion—shifting lets you walk through all its rooms instead of standing in the same hallway forever.
shifting is freedom, but it’s also depth. it’s not about abandoning your cr (current reality); it’s about realising you’re more than it. you’re vast. you’re infinite. shifting isn’t about escape—it’s about rediscovery.
𖥻 THE SOUL OF SHIFTING: WHAT IT TRULY MEANS. 
at its core, shifting is an act of becoming. it’s the moment where you say, “yes, i deserve this. yes, i believe in this. yes, i choose this.” it’s like poetry in motion, a dialogue between you and the cosmos.
when you shift, you’re not just entering a new reality—you’re aligning with a version of yourself that’s been waiting for you. a version that’s already thriving, loving, and living the life you’ve dreamed of. shifting is coming home to yourself in a thousand beautiful ways.
𖥻 HOW TO FALL BACK IN LOVE WITH SHIFTING.
⋆  START FRESH. let go of every heavy expectation. burn the old rules. shifting isn’t a checklist, it’s a feeling. approach it like a blank canvas—no pressure, no judgment. let it feel new, exciting, easy.
⋆  LET DESIRE BE YOUR GUIDE. desire is the most powerful force in the universe. it’s the spark that fuels creation. when you feel that aching, beautiful longing for your dr, don’t smother it with doubt—lean into it. let your desire be the compass that pulls you toward your dreams.
⋆  ROMANTICISE EVERYTHING. treat shifting like the romance of a lifetime. write love notes to your dr. light a candle and imagine your dr self lighting it on the other side. play music that feels like an anthem for your new life. make it dreamy, intimate, and deeply personal, because your dr is personal.
⋆  PLAY, DON’T STRUGGLE. shifting is supposed to feel fun. if it starts feeling like work, you’re doing too much. approach it like a child playing pretend—lighthearted, curious, and free. children don’t ask themselves, “am i doing this right?” they just do. remember, all work and no play makes jack a dull boy. 
𖥻 A METAPHYSICAL INTRO: SHIFTING AS SCIENCE AND 'MAGIC'.
shifting isn’t just some abstract idea—it’s grounded in real science. let’s nerd out for a sec:
⋆  YOUR BRAIN IS A PORTAL. your brain doesn’t know the difference between reality and imagination. when you vividly visualise yourself in your dr, your brain literally starts rewiring itself to match that reality. neurons fire, connections strengthen, and BAM—you’re building a bridge to another world.
⋆  QUANTUM THEORY, BABY. in quantum physics, every possibility exists simultaneously. shifting is just you collapsing one of those possibilities into existence. you’re not “creating” your dr—you’re choosing it.
⋆  ENERGY ALIGNS WITH INTENTION. where your focus goes, energy flows. every time you think about your dr, you’re sending out vibrations that pull it closer. you’re a magnet for your own dreams, babe.
𖥻 METHODS? LET’S KEEP IT SIMPLE. 
forget complicated methods with 27 steps. shifting is natural, so let’s treat it that way.
⋆  THE DAYDREAM METHOD. sit somewhere comfy, close your eyes, and feel yourself in your dr. don’t force it—let it unfold like a sweet daydream.
⋆  THE SCRIPTING METHOD. write down your dr in ridiculous detail. where do you live? what’s the weather like? who’s the first person you’re meeting when you get there?
⋆  THE LADY GIRL METHOD™: just fall asleep imagining your dr self tucking you into bed. that’s it. let the rest happen on its own.
𖥻 REDEFINING SUCCESS IN SHIFTING.
success isn’t about waking up in your dr on the first try. it’s about the little moments:
⋆ feeling closer to your dr than ever before.
⋆ catching glimpses of your dr in dreams.
⋆ feeling a deep sense of calm and knowing that it’s all possible.
every time you visualise, affirm, or even just think about shifting, you’re planting seeds. and seeds take time to bloom. trust the process. trust, trust, trust the process, and most of all….trust yourself !!!!!
𖥻  FINAL THOUGHTS: SHIFTING IS YOURS
you don’t have to earn shifting. you don’t have to prove you’re worthy. shifting is already yours—it always has been. it’s your natural state, your gift.
so let go of the rules, the pressure, the doubts. breathe. smile. and step into the infinite, knowing that wherever you go, you are the creator of your own universe.
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teoft · 3 hours ago
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It's like Tumblr has become almost a diary for me, thanks to no character limit and a read more button. This atmosphere of acceptance and understanding helps a lot too.
I'll get back to posting actual art, juggling with Twitter and Bluesky along with commissions is taking up a lot of my time.
Anyway, thoughts about art community and being social
For the longest time I've had this feeling of being an outsider in this vague community of artists that see as colleagues of sorts. Like I meet all the "criteria" of being in the group, and yet don't really feel like I'm part of it. Well, it seems I am right in some way, and the reason is that they interact with each other, while I sit here drawing alone.
Unfortunately I've always been prone to isolate myself from others. I grew up feeling like I should be ashamed of loving to draw, since it was always fanart monsters, creatures and cool guys instead of "proper art" like animals and portraits. Before social media, I only drew for myself and never showed anything to anybody. I hid my art from my family, from the world, so that I wouldn't be judged. I think it is one of the biggest reasons why I have trouble interacting with people in the context of art (tbh I'm shit at being social anyway but that's a whole another problem).
Even when I had a scanner and means to post my art online, I never did, due to the whole "if you put something online it'll be there forever" mindset. My first actual account anywhere online must've been Facebook in 2010ish, where I only had a few friends. It was the perfect place for me to finally post anything online, and so I did: I used to post pretty much everything I drew on there. Slowly gaining courage, I eventually made my original Tumblr account, then Deviantart, Twitter, etc.
Still, all I did was throw my art out there in hopes of somebody liking it. I didn't really know how to interact with the people who commented on my posts, so instead I mostly just... made more art. I did have some friend groups here and there, but either they ended up falling apart or my social battery drained in such a way that I slowly drifted away. I had gotten used to just being by myself and relying only on myself in the online art world.
During my design studies, I started putting more thought and work on promoting myself, so that it could be one career path for me to take. My mindset was that I'll work hard and become "big", even if it meant that one post gained me just one follower. In 2020 I ended up going viral with a meme and suddenly getting tens of thousands of followers. It was great and a welcome boost of morale, but unfortunately 2020 was otherwise one of the worst years in my life.
Throughout the years people have come and gone, so the only constant for me has been myself, and my drive to develop my skills. Thus it's been too easy for me to just isolate myself. In a way it has been my strength with regards to art, but sometimes I wish I knew how to make lasting connections. I think/know I might be autistic to some degree, which adds to the difficulty of being social. Though, to be honest, I don't know if I'd gotten this far without my autistic hyperfixations.
I guess the thing I need to do now to fix this problem of loneliness and isolation is to just... slowly try and be more social. To reply to comments and talk to people. All of which is easier said than done. Still, just gotta take that first step and then keep going.
Despite lacking the kind of community I yearn for, it seems I've made a name for myself, enough so that people seem to take pride in knowing me. Or at least that's the impression I've gotten a few times. But still, I am happy that I've had a positive effect on people. After all, my two main motivators in art are that I like doing it, and I like when people enjoy my art.
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chicxulubimpactor · 4 months ago
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YOOOOOO FIIPINO TIM DRAKE?!?!?!?!?
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red robin design :) i think i'll do pages like this for some others this was so fun
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demonir · 2 months ago
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She did not understand the assignment
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coolnonsenseworld · 6 days ago
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A little promo with my little obsession on the side...........
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#klance#halloween au#im projecting on the internet my own impostor syndrome#i feel that im awful and should be learning how to draw instead of writing shitty fics#and when i want to write a post and share a little doodle or smth - 'sorry' is right between the lines and its so frustrating#like???? nobody probably cares#im either here or im not#and if i need to finish that little abomination of a fic then so be it you'd think people wouldnt mind too much#and would still want to listen to my captions and see whatever silly doodle however silly it is as long as its true#..............but what if its all redundant#what if i cant draw after i had to flip my entire routine upside down#and will forever chase a thrill of feeling like a prolific artist and it will be always out of reach now#what if people scroll past my art and feel nothing now#what if world is filled with people who kinda hate klance but stay out of reflex and not bc its their deeply routed source of comfort#what if i reached an artistic plateau and will never be good enough#what if this is the limit of my 'talent'#what if i will forever love the projects i want to share but will always hate the execution of it wanting to fix it fix it fix it learn mor#i keep reading the little notes i get on orders#some screenshots i saved#i find good words and opinions and love letters to art as a whole#and i feel insufficient#subpar#i drew a comic about it to an old poem and still havent finished it#there is a point of trying your best when it stops feeling like a challenge and feels like a failure#its the moment where you keep going of course#and yet#there are emotions im sure nobody shares on social media bc we just try to get through them#but who else will take it better than tumblr tags#either way if im less around its because im dealing with creational self-hatred and artistic ambitions#but on the other hand arent all artists like that? i ran out of tag space btw have an awesome weekend
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roykiller07 · 28 days ago
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when i was little i had above average reading and writing comprehension + i was creative so all the adults around me constantly expressed how much they believed i would become an amazing prestigious author as an adult. little do they know im now an unemployed highschool dropout writing doomed gayass transformers fanfiction on my notes app in a decrepit hole in the ground and i really AM the most ultimate writer on the planet
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rubyklaasje · 12 days ago
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sorry gotta get all the insanity out before The Computer gets rent from my insane little fists for a couple weeks but
i found a severance fic where cobel is ******* helly with the ***** and cobel starts telling her Evil 'facts about her outie' like 'your outie is miserable' 'your outie cant make friends' 'your outie hates her family' and...like.....
i still can't believe it took me almost a year to read, its so fucking awesome im still cackling to myself like Yeah, Very Very Extremely Accurate For Them
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mintharan · 17 days ago
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some of the complaints people had of veilguard are just wild. really basing it on five hours of gameplay max. I read one complaint that the locations didn't feel alive which really bummed me out, but it's absolute nonsense because NPCs around talk a lot among themselves and continue on conversations from previous trips it's so great. One of my favorite things about walking around. also minrathous they'll never make me blight you babygirl you're so special to me ❤️ up there as one of my all time favorite fictional cities
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lab-gr0wn-lambs · 2 years ago
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You know I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel for extra credit in my assignments when I’m trying to pass-off my fursona as some kind of clever marketing strategy
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meymeyzart · 2 years ago
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tatsurinne.........
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cuteniaarts · 8 months ago
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Fanny, my sweet, beautiful girl
17.11.2012 – 14.04.2019
#my art#artists on tumblr#I cannot accept that it has been 5 years already#I know covid messed with everyone’s sense of time but it simultaneously feels so much longer and so much shorter than that#exactly five years ago I was holding onto my mom for dear life and sobbing as we watched lilo and stitch together#not the best movie to watch when you’ve just lost your first ever pet you know#and then I cried myself to sleep at the next morning we never mentioned her again#I know it’s because it was way too painful for everyone involved. but I do wish I was allowed to process that grief properly#instead of bottling it up and pretending everything was okay until I was reminded of her#feeling like my heart was being shattered over and over again every single time#well anyway. enough of that. I’ve allowed myself a nice long cry today and got most of it out of my system#and once I was feeling okay I decided to draw her#and I can count the number of times I’ve drawn animals on one hand so.. I’m not too sure about the result#but it felt like to commemorate her in some way.#so yeah. here she is. my dear girl. the best dog in existence. she was always so affectionate and kind#which I didn’t always appreciate bc of how young I was. when you’re a kid it feels like pets will live forever#never barked. never bit anyone. her only crime was chewing on my mlp and lps toys that I left out on the floor#but I’m grateful she did that. it taught me not to leave my toys lying around and to clean up after myself#she really was taken from me way too soon. ideally she could still be alive right now. but I’ve been down the road of guilt and regret#there was nothing I could do. I was a child. I can only hope that she knew she was loved right until the very end#even if I didn’t know how to show it properly. and great. now I’m tearing up again#I suppose it’s unavoidable. April 12th will always be a melancholy day. and maybe that’s not such a bad thing#it’s good to have a day when I can freely remember her and cry if I need to. it’s healthy. it’s better than crying every day#she never liked it much when I cried. always tried to comfort me. that’s the kind of dog she was. I miss her so much#when I move apartments and get a dog of my own I’m getting a spaniel. just like she was#well. maybe a different colour so I don’t end up sobbing every time I look at it. but spaniels really are the perfect breed#I mean. cavaliers especially were bred for love and warmth. that’s just what I need. it will be nice to have someone waiting for me at home#and while I don’t necessarily believe in the afterlife… I do hope that Fanny’s watching over me#spiritually comforting me when I feel all alone in the world. it’s a nice thought for sure#and hopefully she won’t mind me getting another spaniel too much. it will be done in her honour after all. to make up for my past mistakes
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svtskneecaps · 2 years ago
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i am consistently and pleasantly surprised bc like. sometimes tswift has some WACK lyrics and then sometimes they come out of nowhere and absolutely fucking gut me
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bibleofficial · 18 days ago
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Hi, a mutual who shall remain nameless here. I just read your tags on on the inner Mongolian child post. And like. I dunno how to say this, but that took me by surprise, cause I was so sure you were older than me... and I am 33 years old lol. Guess I was wiping l wrong 🙈
no i totally get it omg i’ve got the Elderly Problems like woodhouse (specifically s1e2 11:55) ‘my knees’ but also my hips .. my back … my assbole but im older than u anyway <3 my child
#asked#anonymous#ALSKALSKLAKSLAKSLAKSLA#it’s like it begets the question ‘WHY 😭😭’#but no it’s ���. it’s fair#ALSKALKSLAKSLAKSLAKSKAKLSLA#i’m a Mess#i love anons bc this could literally not even be a mutual like literally anyone could just say that#but#also i follow more than 1500 ppl i think so a mutual could Truly Be Anyone & i love that abt me#BUT I KNOW SOME OF YALL#u know#parasocially#i don’t trust tumblr so i don’t send messages here u gotta get me elsewhere ALSKALSKALKSLAKSLAKSLAKSA#like i know tumblr reads all them 😭😭😭#i still think of everyone as my children but also it’s kinda insane like when u die now the internet is essentially forever#like u will literally just always be able to access a dead persons accounts or postings whatever as long as the host is available#so like if the person is anonymous u know it’s just ‘they disappeared one day’ or if like instagram u know usually they will have like ‘rip#miss u so much’ etc things on some posts correlating to a death#but it’s like. hmm. do i want myself to be that available ? for a public memorial to be there ? regardless of possible intractability ? i#don’t know#it’s kinda like ‘do u want to be apart of ur own remembrance ?’ not as like ‘do u remember them as a person ?’ but i mean like do u want to#be remembered at all ?#like countless people have died but not all are totally remembered. sure drawings or a child’s homework here the individual but they’re just#otherwise known as ‘1million people lived in this city at this time period’ & that’s it#but now the internet is so personal it’s so ingrained in daily life#how do u want to be perceived or how do u want people to have the ability to perceive u once u have died ? u know what i mean ?#i guess this kinda just stems from i saw this fundraiser weeks ago about an artist in gaza literally doing her e-painting while the planes#were overhead but then it just stopped - her posting - like i had gone to her twitter before i got to the bottom like the latest addition to#reblog & her posting just stopped. so i went back & found out she died. this was weeks ago now but still
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sanchoyo · 3 months ago
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beautiful tmm stuff ive gotten recently + the huge amount of free goodies I got with the ichigo standee!! if ur a mew mew fan and looking for merch I rly cannot recommend either of these artists enough, go follow and buy their stuff :3
(ichigo standee from @tessmontyart)
(1-800-mew print + keychains from @froagie)
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biophonies · 1 year ago
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when I drew this comic 3 years ago I had NO idea how far it would reach. I'm happy to finally share a corrected version with proper abbreviations, and even MORE state names of indigenous origin ♥️
however, the goal of this comic was to inspire people to do your OWN research on indigenous history. To question everything we have been taught, and everything that has been pointedly left out. This erasure, this “forgetting”, of history is not just of the past… it is happening now. - Across so-called Canada, the US, and US-occupied islands, native women are victims of murder at 10-12x the rate of non-native people, and are the most likely to go missing without being searched for by the law. - Native reservations have the highest rates of poverty in the US, with over HALF of tribal homes with no access to clean water (with more joining this list by the year) - Native people are 6-10x more likely to be unhoused than the rest of the population, and native teens suffer suicide rates higher than any other demographic. This list of modern day genocide goes on (thank you for compiling @theindigenousanarchist <3) and yet take a look at those environmental stats!
Native people manage to do SO much for the planet as a whole - thanklessly - and with all this stacked against them. Don't even get me started on kin fighting in south america. Could you imagine if there was help? #landback is resistance to genocide, and it is the key to saving our warming earth.
So look into it and the other hashtags, cuz a cartoon goose ain't a substitute for a proper education. Love to my grandparents who always kept a map of tribal territories of turtle island on their wall, to speaking on our Tsalagi & Saponi heritage. Love & solidarity forever, happy research, and happy #indigenouspeoplesday
LANDBACK.ORG
(Also, if you care to support the artist, I'm publishing a book ! and writing another - a fantastical afroindigenous graphic novel - that I post exclusively about with tons of other art on my patreon.)
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blackpearlblast · 1 year ago
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[ID: drawings of a golem animated by a palestinian flag painted on its forehead. it is seen: holding out its arms protectively in front of a crowd of children, the children also hold each other supportively; catching an air strike missile from the air and throwing it away or crushing it in its fist; turning its back so that a child can warm her hands by the earth oven built into its back, food in a pot is cooking on the fire and a boy holds a cup of steaming tea to his face and enjoys the aroma; clearing away rubble so a man can help up his wife who was buried underneath, she is clutching a baby to her chest; stooping down to look at a kitten a young boy is holding up to show it; and dissolving small flakes of clay from its finger into a glass of water, purifying it. end ID]
@fairuzfan asked people to create and share art for the strike. i wrote an artist statement and then set about trying to draw what i envisioned. artist statement below.
This golem is a protector that I wish I could gift to the children and adults in Gaza. The flag on its forehead is to show that love for the Palestinian people is an animating force for people fighting for a free Palestine all over the world, especially for those in Palestine who are trying to free themselves and their people. Love is the motivation for the call for a free Palestine, not hatred like people try to claim. It is very strong and fast and can catch air strikes out of midair and crush them to dust or throw them back in the direction they came from. It can lift all the rubble of a collapsed building very quickly so nobody can get trapped underneath. It has an earth oven in its back with an ever-burning flame that people can use to warm themselves and cook food and heat water to use to bathe themselves or make tea. Pieces of its clay can be crumbled up and mixed into water to make even the most brackish and unclean water pure and safe to drink.
The golem is always a bit of a tragic figure so I don't imagine it staying around forever once Palestine is free and it is no longer needed. I think it would use its great strength to help rebuild the destroyed houses, churches, schools, universities, hospitals, and mosques and then dive into the Jordan river and dissolve. It would clean the river of all pollution and make the water splash up over all the newly replanted fruit trees, causing them to grow big and strong. Its love for Palestine and its people can be tasted in the fruit they grow for generations.
I choose a specifically Jewish icon of protection because of how it feels to witness such horrors done in the supposed name of Judaism and the Jewish people. For many anti-zionist Jews, we feel like we are acting directly within the teachings of our stories and communities by opposing this genocide. It is difficult to understand how the very people and institutions who taught us these values now fight against them so fiercely. While obviously I would still oppose Israel were I not Jewish, the way I oppose Israel is directly informed by my Jewishness. I hope that someday, somehow, Judaism can bring as much joy and support to the Palestinian people as it has brought grief and destruction. That Jewish symbols used in the name of love and justice will bear more significance than the ones used in shows of hatred. Knowing the depth of the harm caused, I do not know if this is possible. But this artwork and everything I have dedicated myself to these past few months and continue to dedicate myself to in the future is born from this hope. I love you. Thank you for being on this planet with me. From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free! And it will be beautiful.
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