“I would like to see [Hillary] Clinton be the president of the United States — I love her and I think she’s very talented.”
Source: ‘Awards Chatter’ Podcast — Gina Lollobrigida (Golden Age Goddess) – Hollywood Reporter
“I would like to see [Hillary] Clinton be the president of the United States — I love her and I think she’s very talented.”
Source: ‘Awards Chatter’ Podcast — Gina Lollobrigida (Golden Age Goddess) – Hollywood Reporter
Well expressed – “I have never thought I will declare my detachment from this leadership. Until that last instant I was praying deep within me that there should be hope.
As the people themselves proved that they are still alive. The leadership proved that it doesn’t belong to the people.
We continue as people to definitely struggle to survive this harsh Israel of a fascist state that is marked with racism. A Palestinian state is no longer what I yearn to see. It is just a Palestinian proper build up. And like many, it will be a personal build up from within the very basic what is one’s own family and existence.
As I feel lost in this state of serious loss. Again, like that feeling accompanied by divorce. But somehow, seeing the real face of Israel doesn’t make it a choice for a husband. And that very attachment to this Palestinian identity makes choices null in this dramatic state of being.
It is hard to be a Palestinian and it is impossible to get rid of the Palestinian that resides within.
My flag remains that of the color that mixes my identity with an olive tree so rooted in, and branches that spread out like veins filled with pure oil blood and carries black and green olives…
A state of an incoherent paradigm.”
Incoherence or paradigm
I am thinking of the color of the flag I want to hold, as I announce my complete surrender to reality. Going through the airport as a Palestinian remains like a real suspicious item that makes you at some point seriously suspect your own species.
This apparent fact of life of being an anomaly detected didn’t suppress my thoughts of surrender.
In a certain city ,I don’t remember, you stand infront of an old fountain and turn your head and throw a cent and make a wish. The cent would be thrown anyway, but the trick is in having the cent falling not just in the fountain but inside a specific place in that fountain in order to have your wish come true. I remember trying to throw as many cents that actually failed to even touch the fountain, and as usual I found the excuses, on…
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Imagine living in a World where the President of the United States – on a daily basis – repeats debunked conspiracy theories? Welcome to Donald Trumps America………… Sheila Foster Anthony: “It is beyond contempt that a politician would use a family tragedy to further his candidacy, but such is the character of Donald Trump displayed […]
via Living In A Donald Trump America – ‘Vince Foster’s Sister Responds’ — The Last Of The Millenniums
This was definitely a tough race, and while I would have liked to have gone into it with better training, I still can’t complain about it too much. I mean, for one, I PRed. It would be completely obnoxious for me to be upset about that. I also managed to finally have an OK run during a half-ironman. I think that’s because I finally have a bit of experience at this distance to draw on, so I knew when to pull back and when to push and how to manage my nutrition. That said, I still have a LOT to learn. Which is great! It makes for a fun adventure. And then of course there’s the fitness side of things. I’ve noticed over the years that my level of base fitness has gradually increased to the point where races I used to have to train my ass off for – like, say, half-marathons or Olympic distance triathlons – are now things where I can go out and race pretty hard without a ton of preparation, and I’m apparently starting to reach that level with even longer events. I have to say I’m pretty pleased by this. I enjoy feeling strong and fit and healthy. I like being capable of doing hard physical shit. I particularly like seeing how my body and my mind continue to develop into a person who would have been unrecognizable to previous versions of myself.
Source: Race Report: Ironman 70.3 Chattanooga | Fit and Feminist
I am not a big fan of Dabkeh, probably because I am not a performer, and I have never been trained to dance. But there is something about Dabkeh that definitely identifies internally with our Palestinian identity. A state of connectedness that immediately rushes in your blood giving it a new flow … […]
via Douban …A new perspective to folklore dance — nadiaharhash
I am not a big fan of Dabkeh, probably because I am not a performer, and I have never been trained to dance. But there is something about Dabkeh that definitely identifies internally with our Palestinian identity. A state of connectedness that immediately rushes in your blood giving it a new flow … excitement … pride…. Steadfastness…. Deep and high.
I encouraged my children when they decided to join Dabkeh groups. I was fascinated with their interest in learning it.
Somewhere….
It is a new generation.
With a new taste. Even when it comes to folklore….
It’s Douban.
This mélange of modern and tradition in such a breathtaking image, beautifully painted with youthful lines and cheerful colors.
Joy and hard work…
Stumping forcefully on the ground and
Flying softly off to the sky….
Penetrating your sensations into unidentified horizons…
Breaking through your roots …
Inside an awakening dream
Of a…
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I worked in the years of my marriage to draw a family painting with lines I drew in articulate details and attention until I started seeing it hanging infront of me professionally adding to my life an ascetic sense of beauty like valuable belongings and collectibles that are followed by fans and interested mobs.
I was like a Sufi, modest from what fills the eyes of people, reflecting on manifestations that add to life a different meaning I was trying to reach. I was trying to reach without a religious fight or an ideological one. A state of escape forms the reality that our mind confronts us with when it starts questioning the absolute givens. And in order not to fall in the hollowness of atheism from top of belief. We choose with full consciousness from somewhere in our minds a place for manipulation or maneuvering to another way, less…
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos

Step lightly, be careful not to break the shell
I wouldn’t want to crush your feelings
All is not well that doesn’t end well
Emotions are often sent reeling
Speak softly, never rough nor crude
Quiet, calming, the words must be
Or, surely, I’ll be considered rude
And you’ll go running for sympathy
Wait, before you spew more slander
Exactly what is it that we don’t agree?
Stop wasting time on pure propaganda
Perhaps the problem isn’t really me…..
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
My mother gave birth to me in Jerusalem, and my first months were in Jericho. I am a sun-month born person. The flaming august as they call it. And in those years, summer was present with immense strength not like these days. We don’t know when it starts and when it leaves us. I was small in size; my weight didn’t exceed the three kilos. And my grandmother used to wipe me with olive oil and wrap me with a piece of cloth and pull it around my tiny body to strengthen my bones. And my mother used to put me on the terrace in the courtyard of the house and leave me until she finishes her house chorus. . And forget me … until my grandfather screams out: “ come and take her before the cat eats her.” No wonder my skin color was darker than my sisters. The…
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