there is obviously much more to say, but I want to be clear here:
every single thing I learned from Palestinians. please do not listen to my voice over Palestinian voices. if you are moved by what I said literally every single Palestinian has 100000 more stories and can teach you WAY more than I can. start listening to PALESTINIANS. it should not have to take a white male jew to tell you to listen to Palestinians. none of us are free until all of us are free. please, let's get over our fragility and just start to listen. Being open to Palestinians freed from my internalized white supremacy, patriarchy, self hatred, chronic pain and fear paradigm that was destroying my life. We need to compost our fear and fragility and start to listen and unlearn colonial white supremacy- we have to in order to get free"
also shlomo !!! I dont know if he has been suggested yet
Shomo:
I was just talking about him today at Shul lmao because this Parsha is the one with the prohibition for kings to amass horses, wives, and gold- three things Shlomo excelled at doing lmaoooo. Anyway I think he'd be a Druid: He was said to be able to speak any language, including animals' languages. He regularly communicated with animals- with the Shamir, the Ziz, a bee.....He was super intelligent and wise and clever, too.
His alignment is Chaotic Neutral. He's...well he's good in the end, he did build the Beit HaMikdash and did a lot of good things, but he also did what Hashem told kings explicitly not to do. He also was very very Chaotic at times when it came to his wisdom and passing judgement.
Shlømo Returns To Taapion Records with ‘I’m Not Done Yet’
One of techno’s most cherished talents, Shlømo has served as a Godfather to modern club culture in France over the past decade. After releasing a string of collaborations with artists like Vladimir Cauchemar, KRL MX and Peligre, as well as a full EP under his Vipa Diva moniker last year, ‘The Daddiest’ now returns to his own Taapion Records with his highly-anticipated new single, ‘I’m Not Done…
2005, Dan Tel Aviv Hotel, Shlomo Lahat Promenade by te amo
Via Flickr:
Taken on Fujifilm Velvia, Nikon FM2n, Nikon Nikkor 43-86 mm f/ 3.5, processed on "Darktable 4.6"
When you start to think of friendship as an exchange of "you get my love and support and I get to watch you live and grow" things really start to open up. None of this like... "oh if they won't help you move dump them" "oh if you ask me to help move I'll dump you" "high value friendship" bullshit. The only expectation is sharing some of our lives with them, and the only expected reward is getting to share some of their life too.
Shits awesome. We're growing and changing out here.
Try read this without shedding a tear, I couldn't even write it without shedding tears.
This is Ella Ram. Her father, the late Sergeant First Class (Rasal) Elad Shlomo Ram, was killed on the last day of the Second Lebanon War after an anti-tank missile hit him while he was rescuing wounded soldiers. For his bravery under fire, Elad posthumously received a military citation. When he died, he was 31, Ella his daughter was only ten months old and so never met her brave father.
Today, Ella is already 17 years old, she spoke about her father that she never knew: "Since I was born, my mother told me about my father, and today I feel very proud of him. In my perception, I know the person he was. I feel that my mother brought me up according to his values. I walk down the street and see a little girl jumping on her dad and it's upsetting. Even when I entered first grade, or at my Bat Mitzvah, in all the critical moments of my life, my father was not present. I am pained that he is not here to see who I have become. I constantly have a feeling of missing out.
People talk to me about how special and good and what a great hero he was, or about what wonderful advice he would give, and I didn't get a single piece of advice from him. I have a hole in my heart. A kind of longing that I don't know how to explain. It's not his voice or the touch I don't know, it's more a longing for the father I created in my head.
I will soon be enlisting in the army and one of the reasons I would like to enlist in combat service is to follow in my father's footsteps. Also to close a circle and try to understand some of the things he experienced, and also to save people if necessary.
My father saved people in the war and I know that some people say that without him they would not be here. I know he gave his life so that other families wouldn't fall apart. I used to be angry and say why didn't you watch over us and why weren't you more careful. Over time the anger fades away and I am mostly left with sadness"
May his memory be for a blessing and may Ella's broken heart heal.
our eyes have already dried out of tears
and our mouth was left without a voice
what else we'd ask, tell us what more
we almost asked for all there is
let the rain pour in it's time
and in the spring let all the flowers bloom
and let him come back home again
more than that we simply do not need
we already ached a thousand scars
deep inside there is a hidden sigh
our eyes have already dried out of cries
tell we already passed your trial
let the rain pour in it's time
and in the spring let all the flowers bloom
and let her be with him again
more than that we simply do not need
we already covered a mound or two
our heart is buried in between the trees
soon our sigh shall burst
accept it as a very intimate prayer
let the rain pour in it's time
and in the spring let all the flowers bloom
and let us see him once again
more than that we simply do not need
let the rain pour in it's time
and in the spring let all the flowers bloom
and let us see him once again
more than that we simply do not need
and let us see him once again
more than that we simply do not need
this song is a modern Piyyut. The song, written by Avi Koren to a tune by Shmuel Imberman, and sung by Shlomo Artzi, was written during the War of Attrition for a fallen friend of Koren. This song went through several iterations and version and is even included an a Pyyut during various modern Jewish prayers.
Considered a mourning song, it is usually kept for memorial days, but have been used in campaigns to return Jewish hostages for dacades, be it soldiers or civilians. Artzi himself said he do not preform it often, as he feels this song is not required. since the 7th he preformed it dozens of times, for grieving in funerals, in hotels for the displaced Israelis, and in military camps for soldiers. the performance I linked is one he did with the cast of "Eretz Nehederet" an Israeli political satire show. It was done very recently, this time to call the hostages of the 7th massacre back home.
This song is a prayer, a sigh and a plea for the most basic of stuffs. This is once of my favorite songs, and it always breaks my heart that this feels so true. The fact that we need to pray for those simple stuff, rain, flowers, our loved ones, as they are never guaranteed to us, is heartbreaking.
@onehandkilling tagged me to list 8 tv shows to get to know me but unfortunately i dont watch television so im gonna see how many i can come up with
1. gravity falls
2. supernatural (sorry.) (this should count for several slots bc of how many times ive seen it)
3. chucky (also sorry)
4. ummmmmmm. stranger things i guess
5. jessica jones?
i cant think of any more even remotely formative tv or even just shows ive seen in their entirety because i watch one billion movies per year and No television </3 if any of you are tv ppl feel free to share and say i tagged you!!