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3 years ago
Plant
Plant
Plant
Plant
Plant

plant

3 years ago

“The most dangerous weapon our enemy holds is the weapon of words. They call it a peaceful solution, when it is in fact submission. We are against this because it is not a peaceful solution. We are against it because it is another face to forcing the Palestinians and Arabs to kneel to the will of their enemy by the cause of their superior weaponry and army…we reject this.This is why we consider our people’s war, the war to end all wars” - Ghassan Kanafani (1936-1972),Palestinian novelist and member of PFLP. Assassinated by Israel 43 years ago. 

3 years ago
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

3 years ago
Mısır çarşısı | Istanbul, Türkiye
Mısır çarşısı | Istanbul, Türkiye
Mısır çarşısı | Istanbul, Türkiye
Mısır çarşısı | Istanbul, Türkiye
Mısır çarşısı | Istanbul, Türkiye
Mısır çarşısı | Istanbul, Türkiye
Mısır çarşısı | Istanbul, Türkiye
Mısır çarşısı | Istanbul, Türkiye
Mısır çarşısı | Istanbul, Türkiye

mısır çarşısı | istanbul, türkiye

2 years ago
Water Standpipe In Memory Of My Grandmother “Nabiha Al-hindi” Who Died Lonely And Thirsty After She

Water standpipe in memory of my grandmother “Nabiha Al-hindi” who died lonely and thirsty after she had been expelled by the Zionists -before the creation of the State of Israel- on May 13th 1948 from her hometown “Lod”.

3 years ago
“Perhaps, The Red In Our Carpets And Our Rugs Mean More Than Just The Attractive Vibrant Colour. Perhaps,

“Perhaps, the red in our carpets and our rugs mean more than just the attractive vibrant colour. Perhaps, the red signifies battle wounds, decades of struggle and  hardship, independence. Perhaps, it sets to remind us of where we came from, our roots.  All the patterns and shapes, each telling a different narrative. Perhaps it’s to show the hands of the tireless artist that weaved each section, for days, weeks. Perhaps, the red signifies love.  Burning passion. Fuel. Solidarity with our people. Perhaps, the red is just red. Like blue and green. Perhaps, it’s everything and nothing. Perhaps, the red is apart of a bigger artistic story, one that we cannot understand yet.”

3 years ago

يرمي ثيابه في البئر

يرمي كتبه وخاتم الزواج

يرمي ماضيه المريض

وحاضره الخائف

يرمي أغانيه القديمة

وأصدقاءه المنافقين

يرمي كل ما تطاله يداه

من أوراق ومذكرات

من أفكار ودمى

يرمي بئر حياته في البئر

يرمي دماغه أخيراً

ويستدير

نقياً وأبيض وسهلاً

الآن فقط

يستطيع أن يقول: أحبك.

تغيير | رياض الصالح الحسين

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