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Just another existentialist asshole fond of art, jazz, vintage photography, & poetry. Currently looking for sleep, sanity and cold beers (Remember, a sin a day keeps boredom away.)

~Introspection ~

 What hurts the most is being well aware that all our protests, tweets, photos & articles shared, tears won’t change a god damn thing.. Why do we even bother then, if we know only too well that nothing will change ? Maybe because we stayed silent too long and the situation is no longer tolerable. Maybe because we don’t wanna have to explain to our (future) kids that we’ve witnessed the Palestinians’ genocide without trying to do something to stop it. Maybe because we feel helpless so we turn to social networks to numb our consciences; because in a way, we are guilty too. Guilty of having too often closed our eyes on Palestinians’ daily sufferings. Our, the world’s disregard has done much to encourage the current situation. So maybe the purpose of posting all those “Free Palestine”, me wearing this Free Palestine shirt isn’t helping Palestine’s cause, but help ourselves assuage our guilt and ease our consciences. 


 Man is by nature selfish and as we all know, indifference and ignorance are a soft and easy pillow to rest on. I’ll soon get back to my delusive routine and forget all about Gaza. The “Goaaals” will replace the “Free Palestine” in my tweets, I’ll be drinking beers & complain about my iPhone’s battery while Palestinians are dying of thirst and have no electricity. I’ll be complaining about Paris’ weather & how outrageous it is to have to endure high temperatures in summer while Palestinians endure HELL all seasons and yet still manage to teach the rest of the world LIFE. 


 Sit silently by is, in essence to be morally complicit in the act itself. So am I really a good person ? Am I really better than Israel’s government ? I don’t know, and that is what’s killing me. So maybe that’s why I’m wearing this shirt, unable to save Palestinians I’m maybe just trying to save myself. #FreePalestine #IsupportGaza

~Introspection ~

What hurts the most is being well aware that all our protests, tweets, photos & articles shared, tears won’t change a god damn thing.. Why do we even bother then, if we know only too well that nothing will change ? Maybe because we stayed silent too long and the situation is no longer tolerable. Maybe because we don’t wanna have to explain to our (future) kids that we’ve witnessed the Palestinians’ genocide without trying to do something to stop it. Maybe because we feel helpless so we turn to social networks to numb our consciences; because in a way, we are guilty too. Guilty of having too often closed our eyes on Palestinians’ daily sufferings. Our, the world’s disregard has done much to encourage the current situation. So maybe the purpose of posting all those “Free Palestine”, me wearing this Free Palestine shirt isn’t helping Palestine’s cause, but help ourselves assuage our guilt and ease our consciences.


Man is by nature selfish and as we all know, indifference and ignorance are a soft and easy pillow to rest on. I’ll soon get back to my delusive routine and forget all about Gaza. The “Goaaals” will replace the “Free Palestine” in my tweets, I’ll be drinking beers & complain about my iPhone’s battery while Palestinians are dying of thirst and have no electricity. I’ll be complaining about Paris’ weather & how outrageous it is to have to endure high temperatures in summer while Palestinians endure HELL all seasons and yet still manage to teach the rest of the world LIFE.


Sit silently by is, in essence to be morally complicit in the act itself. So am I really a good person ? Am I really better than Israel’s government ? I don’t know, and that is what’s killing me. So maybe that’s why I’m wearing this shirt, unable to save Palestinians I’m maybe just trying to save myself. #FreePalestine #IsupportGaza

“Oh rascal children of Gaza. You who constantly disturbed me with your screams under my window. You who filled every morning with rush and chaos. You who broke my vase and stole the lonely flower on my balcony. Come back, and scream as you want and break all the vases. Steal all the flowers. Come back..Just come back..”

—    Khaled Juma, a Palestinian poet from Gaza (via limitlessreach)

cross-connect:

Diggie Vitt is a 23-years-old photographer from Los Angeles, California who has created an impressive series of surreal and conceptual photography…

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mymodernmet:

Italian photographer Alessio Albi captures stunningly atmospheric portraits filled with subtly subdued tones and beautiful natural light.

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“Everything that happens once can never happen again. But everything that happens twice will surely happen a third time.”

—   Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist (via wordsnquotes)

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sonjabarbaric:

Sarah Awad, Reclining Women, 2013 

sonjabarbaric:

Sarah AwadReclining Women, 2013 

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themuslimavenger:

"The world went and got itself in a big damn hurry.”
- Brooks, Shawshank Redemption

themuslimavenger:

"The world went and got itself in a big damn hurry.

- Brooks, Shawshank Redemption

theonlymagicleftisart:

Latest Work by Agnes Cecile

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wehadfacesthen:

Humphrey Bogart as Sam Spade in The Maltese Falcon (John Huston, 1941)

wehadfacesthen:

Humphrey Bogart as Sam Spade in The Maltese Falcon (John Huston, 1941)

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Cary Grant
theniftyfifties:

James Dean and Natalie Wood in ‘Rebel Without a Cause’, 1955.

theniftyfifties:

James Dean and Natalie Wood in ‘Rebel Without a Cause’, 1955.

“lies can slip
through your teeth
with ease,
it’s the truth
that gets caught in
your throat”

—   (via 0aklungs)

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