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[courtneybonneauimages @cbonneauimages]

My out of office message:

The past two years have been marked by an accumulation of losses. Loved ones. Colleagues. Friends. People deliberately targeted and killed by the Israeli army. I learned that grief does not arrive as a sequence of discrete events; it accrues. It settles into my body until I start to wonder not only what has been lost, but what remains.

There are moments when I suspect I have lost some part of my own humanity simply by witnessing so much death. I have watched people die in front of me in ways that resist description. I have lived inside a genocide as it unfolded, and I have watched another continue in Gaza, mediated through the relentless images on a tiny screen in my pocket that refuses to yield. The 24 hour image has dissolved the boundary between proximity and spectatorship. We can leave the scene, but the scene does not leave us.

Some images insist on permanence. On more than one occasion, I have watched paramedics carry bags containing the dismembered remains of children. There are sights that do not become memories because they never cease to be present. They have reorganized my inner life.

How much grief can a human being contain before it alters the architecture of the self?

I have been chased by a Merkava tank. A grenade has been thrown at me. Israeli quadcopters have circled overhead as instruments of intimidation. Sound bombs have become part of the atmosphere. Israeli snipers have opened fire on me eight times, most recently last Monday, while a group of us filmed the demolition of homes in Haddatha. Survival, repeated often enough stops feeling like triumph and just, almost mundanely, becomes another condition of witnessing.

This week brought another loss, one I had neither anticipated nor prepared myself to absorb. Its force has surprised me. Maybe grief does not become easier through repetition. Maybe each loss discovers a new vulnerability. For the next few days, I will step away from the field. Not because the work has become less necessary, but because mourning, too, demands its own uncompromising attention. My heart is in pieces.

آخر سنتين من حياتي كانوا تراكم مستمر للخسارات. أحبّة. زملاء. أصحاب. ناس انقصفوا وانقتلوا عن قصد على إيد الجيش الإسرائيلي. تعلّمت إنو الحزن ما بيجي كحادثة وحدة بتنتهي. بيتراكم. بيسكن بالجسد، لدرجة إنك بتبلّش تتساءل مش بس شو اللي خسرته، بل شو اللي بعده باقي منك.

في لحظات بحسّ إنّي خسرت جزء من إنسانيتي، بس لأنّي شهدت كل هالقدر من الموت. شفت ناس يموتوا قدّامي بطرق ما بتوصفها الكلمات. عشت على مقربة من إبادة جماعية وهي عم تصير، وشفت إبادة تانية مستمرّة بغزة، منقولة إليّ عبر شاشة ما بتطفي، شاشة ما بتترك مجال لوهم إنو في مسافة بتحميك. الصورة المستمرة على مدار أربع وعشرين ساعة ألغت الفرق بين إنك تكون قريب من الحدث أو مجرد متفرّج عليه. فيك تترك المكان، بس المكان ما بيتركك.

في صور بتفرض حالها إلى الأبد. أكتر من مرة شفت مسعفين حاملين أكياس فيها أشلاء أطفال. في مشاهد ما بتتحوّل إلى ذكريات، لأنّها ما بتغيب أصلًا. بتضلّ حاضرة، وبتعيد ترتيب العالم اللي جوّاتك.

قدّيش في إنسان يتحمّل حزن قبل ما يغيّر الحزن شكل روحه؟

ركضت قدّام دبابة ميركافا وهي عم تلاحقني. انرمت عليّ قنبلة. طائرات الكوادكوبتر الإسرائيلية ظلّت تحوم فوق راسي كوسيلة ترهيب. القنابل الصوتية صارت جزء من الهواء اللي منتنفّسه. والقنّاصة الإسرائيليون أطلقوا النار عليّ ثماني مرات، آخرها الاثنين الماضي، بينما كنّا مجموعة منّا عم نصوّر هدم البيوت بحَدّاثا. لما البقاء على قيد الحياة بيتكرّر مرارًا، ما بعود يُشبه الانتصار. بيصير مجرد شرط إضافي من شروط الشهادة على ما يجري.

وهالأسبوع حمل خسارة جديدة، خسارة ما كنت متوقّعها، ولا كنت مهيّأ استوعبها. وقعها عليّ كان أقسى ممّا تصوّرت. يمكن الحزن ما بيصير أخفّ مع التكرار. ويمكن كل خسارة بتكتشف نقطة ضعف جديدة فينا. لهيك رح ابتعد عن الميدان كم يوم، مش لأنّ الشغل صار أقلّ ضرورة، بل لأنّ الحداد، هو كمان، بيطالب بحقه الكامل، ومن دون أي مساومة.

[Sara makes the friendship bracelets @Somakethefriend]

I'd like to point out that she was the first celebrity to defend Palestine, sharing info so people could know what was happening, because she studied International Relations.
Being privileged is one thing, knowing what to do with that privilege is something completely different.

[Ramin Nasibov @RaminNasibov]

Meanwhile in Tobleronistan

[Boom💥 @WeriBomb]

Mamá también fue una NIÑA con SUEÑOS.

[Faisal Rahim @acaiijawa]

Kongsi kuliah maghrib sikit.

Kata ustaz, manusia ni dari dulu ada sikap suka membandingkan-bandingkan harta kekayaan, anak-anak, dan pencapaian hidup.

Kemudian suka menunjuk-nunjuk dan bermegah atas apa yang mereka ada.

Allah larang perbuatan ini dalam Al-Quran.

Zaman sosial media, walaupun hidup dah rasa bahagia dan cukup, tapi bila lihat orang bercuti lagi best, kereta lagi mewah, rumah deco lagi cantik, anak lagi ramai, dia dah mula ada rasa kekurangan dalam hidupnya.

Lagi teruk generasi muda sekarang yang dah mula buat perbandingan sejak usia mereka kecil.

Dahulu sebelum sosial media, kita tak tahu sangat kehidupan orang lain. Kehidupan orang kaya, jiran, kawan sekolah/ofis bagaimana.

Sekarang, boleh nampak sampai bilik tidur, dapur, pakaian, hatta makanan yang mereka makan semua kita nampak sebab ramai yang tunjuk.

Ia jadikan ramai manusia makin kurang bersyukur dengan nikmat yang Allah beri sebab merasakan diri sentiasa rasa kekurangan.

WA.

[☔ @Whotfismick]

hear me out on this one

[TuanPremierMasbro BONGKERSZ Scuba 69 Deer Bae @bongkersz]

Selamat Ari Gawai dituju ngagai Jessica Alba.

[• @Al__Quraan]

“The period of waiting patiently for release from suffering is an act of worship.”

— Abu Hamid al-Ghazali

[Rodrigo @QuartoSinistro]

Queridos alunos, pedimos trabalhos manuscritos porque vocês copiam e colam tudo de IA em trabalhos digitados. Ao pedir manuscrito, talvez você ainda se dê ao luxo de ler o que a IA cuspiu.

[Beatriz @mandolinaes]

Creating is a form of resistance against the mediocrity around us. In a world that rewards speed and easy wins, taking the time to write, paint, play, or think deeply is pure rebellion. It doesn’t have to be perfect or big… it just has to be yours.

Every time you create something from within, you’re saying: I exist in a way no one else can copy.

[Beatriz @mandolinaes]

A lot of artists didn’t stop creating. They just stopped trying to be visible.
There’s a point where you realize the energy required to stay “present” is bigger than the energy needed to make the work 😔 and something in you decides the work still matters more

[izzi @IzzraifHarz]

magnitude 6.8 is CRAZYYY but luckily it’s a deep earthquake and not a shallow one. this is the strongest earthquake in history that have ever happened in our country I think.

[GlobalQuake @Global_Quake]

Deep Magnitude 7.5 earthquake strikes Kalimantan, Indonesia/Malaysia just now.
#Earthquake

[Ramin Nasibov @RaminNasibov]

My first AI assistants

[秀 @hide_pau]

very very long cat

[Hend Amry @LibyaLiberty]

If I’m not mistaken this is Mamdani’s alt account and this looks like a childhood pic of him dressed as Spiderman and finishing his prayers.

[Zachary Foster @_ZachFoster]

1. Israelis have families, but Palestinians apparently don't.

2. Israelis are named as Israelis, but Palestinians are just "people".

3. It's apparently a conflict, not an occupation, siege or genocide.

4. Israeli soldiers enforcing a murderous siege on Gaza are apparently hostages, not prisoners of war.

5. Bothsidesing the perpetrators and victims of a genocide.

You are toxic, Mr. Obama, one of the greatest disappointments of our generation.

[Dan Scalco @DanScalco]

For everyone saying that they miss the old ChatGPT models...

Go to settings -> toggle on "show legacy models"