@PoetsGaza just shared a few poems on substack and I’ve been re-reading Mohammed Moussa’s "My Death Is Not A Song".
Resistance implies sharing their voices.
Please, take the time to read this.
#tbt my teacher talking about smart contracts, self driving cars and liability, calling it "an interesting descent to hell" legally speaking, before ending with "and the BEST part is that it won’t be MY problem but YOURS ´cause I’ll be dead by then".
these days, strangely enough (or maybe not?? the same questions keep coming up: women and expectations, freedom, supposed obligations), most subjects seem to lead back to simone de beauvoir’s books. I think it’s time I finally read one.
When you have to pay to have access to FRESH, BREATHABLE AIR, these sorts of thoughts can pop up. It’s infuriating. While we are fainting and dying, the richest ones are breathing, pockets and stomachs full, at peace while telling us to ‘work harder for it’. Glass ceilings.
just found my neighbour's cat panting and still by their door in this heat... do not adopt a pet if you aren't prepared to care for them, especially during a heatwave.
children of immigrants, I have a question.
does anyone else feel a mental strain from constantly learning about the atrocities and injustices that our people have endured / are enduring? how do you process that in a healthy way? feels like optimism can only carry you so far.