The Pope is 100% correct here.
Also it's embarrassing that no Muslim scholar has displayed such moral and intellectual clarity over AI and the undeniable experiences fundamental to human existence beyond the cliche and lazy "everything must be used in moderation" platitude.
Went in watching after a really exhausting day.
Imax.
Overstimulated within the first 10 mins.
Fell asleep.
Woke up during this thinking it’s halfway through.
Ends.
Never got to watching it proper since.
David sits in his car. The engine is off, but he hasn't moved for ten minutes.
He is parked in the driveway of the house he pays for, staring at the front door. Inside, the lights are warm. He can see the silhouette of his wife, Sarah, moving in the kitchen. He can see his daughter watching TV. It looks like a perfect life.
But David isn't soaking it in. He is hyperventilating.
He grips the steering wheel until his knuckles turn white. He is taking these ten minutes to put the "mask" back on.
At work today, he lost a major client. The company is downsizing. He might not have a job in three months. The panic is a physical weight on his chest, crushing his lungs. He wants to walk inside, fall into Sarah’s arms, and say, "I’m scared. I don’t know if I can keep holding this up. I need you to tell me it’s going to be okay."
But he doesn't.
He remembers three years ago. His mother died. He broke down in front of Sarah. He cried. Really cried. He saw the look in her eyes shift. From comfort to fear.
The "Rock" had crumbled, and she didn't know how to look at him anymore. The attraction faded for months.
He learned his lesson: He is allowed to be sad, but he is not allowed to be helpless.
So, in the darkness of the driveway, David swallows the panic. He fixes his tie. He checks his reflection in the rearview mirror and practices the smile. The "I'm fine" smile.
He opens the car door and walks inside.
"Hey, honey! You're late," Sarah says, not looking up from her phone. "Did you remember to transfer the tuition fees? The school sent a reminder."
She didn't bother to ask how he is.
"Yeah, I did it," David says, kissing her cheek. She accepts the kiss, but she doesn't lean into it. That moment, he felt like he is just part of the furniture. A utility provider that keeps the lights on.
Later that night, in bed, David reaches out. He runs his hand down her arm, starving for a touch that isn't transactional. He just wants to feel desired. He wants to know he matters.
Sarah sighs. A heavy, annoyed sigh. "David, I'm exhausted. The kids were a nightmare today. Can we just sleep?"
He pulls his hand back immediately, humiliated. The "Beggar Dynamic" kicks in. He feels gross for even asking. He turns his back to her, staring at the wall.
Lying there, in the house he built, next to the woman he loves, David realizes the terrifying truth:
If he died tomorrow, they would miss him.
But if he went broke tomorrow, hmm...
He realizes he isn't loved unconditionally like his daughter or the dog. He is on a performance contract. As long as the payments clear, he is allowed to stay.
He closes his eyes. The panic returns. But he stays silent.
Because the only safe space he has left is inside his own head.
Masa di ASWARA dulu aku gi makan kat @DapurJalanan, mula mula segan juga, tapi literally slogan deme ialah MAKANAN ADALAH HAK UNTUK SEMUA.
Tak ada siapa halang, malah pakcik koordinator situ yang muka bengis macam anjing pun akan tanya "kau dah makan belum? Kau gi makan skunk!"
I dunno about y'all but I got goosebumps when I read "Farah Lee buat Pilihan Kedua" 💪🏻
In this collapsing world, what's left within our capacity is our will to fight for humanity.
If someone is doing that and you feel the need to scorn, kau dah hanyut jauh.
support palestin tapi pertikai kenapa ada orang sanggup pi join humanitarian mission naik bot. idk maybe you should just stfu if you dont have anything nice to say? they're literally trying to help palestinians directly, and you can only sit at home typing stupid shit.
The thing about many Malaysian youth organizations is that they always wanna make underserved communities the subject of their events and then do the least to actually engage with them.
Fahmi Fazil and the Ministers tell us “don’t speculate” about Zara Qairina’s death; but they left us no choice. From day one, the police failed the basics:
• No post-mortem
• No CCTV evidence
• No clear timeline
Now we hear whispers that some of Zara’s schoolmates ; children of VVIPs may have bullied her. And in Malaysia, we all know the ugly truth: when VVIPs are involved, the rules change. Justice bends. Cases fade. Families are silenced.
It took two weeks and massive public pressure before the AGC ordered what should have been done immediately. The people have every right to demand answers ; loudly, publicly, and without apology.
Justice for Zara is justice for every ordinary Malaysian. Will the Police examines itself for this massive slip up? Or will it probably be allowed to continue business as usual
Sacred moments in time, etched in our hearts and minds for eternity. London, the night belonged to you.
And so concludes the 2024 Rituals.
The collective extends its gratitude, until our paths meet again.
Now, they rest.
Memories collected and presented by @Adamrosssi
The gradual progression or rather disintegration of my being and also recording.
Thank you Sleep Token for my first Worship and for being my first official international concert.
I looked for reasons to keep going and you gave me that.
“ he is the man who raises the bar , who takes stacks to stratospheric levels ….. 8 TIMES WE SAID IT BEOFRE , HERE IS A NINTH FOR YA , LEWIS HAMILTON WINS THE BRITISH GRAND PRIX ” inject it in my veins 💉
Fuck SUPALAPA Festival for the jarring price drop which makes it unfair for those who have purchased their tickets earlier.
Their current promo is below earlier floor price and absolutely makes the whole phase buying redundant.
As an actor, do you know how hard this is to perform?
A nuance and mature portrayal of a kid with a mental condition that has to accept the sudden death of his mother, without overdoing , offending nor belittling the people he is portraying?
By a 19 year old Leo Dcaprio.
ramai tak faham ni bukan pasal issue nazri sahaja. ni pasal system police yang corrupt, system yang menyalahgunakan kuasa. ramai mati dalam tahanan polis sebab dipukul, tak diberikan ubat/rawatan. pada minggu yang sama arwah Zaharif dibunuh, wanita umur 34 meninggal dalam lokap
There’s a translator on TikTok who explains wat she be yelling and that lady hates being recorded. She’s usually telling them turn the camera off of her.