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I will return I will regain In solitude I will remain

I think therefore I am no I think therefore we are interconnected I am because we are Ubuntu

True connection lies not in the plurality of the I, but in the singularity of the we

While talking he sits on the side of the bed. I lay curled up around him. I kiss his legs, bite his arms gently while he concentratedly types on translate. The moment feels serious, sad, honest, naked, soft, caring, assuming, present, loving. It felt truthful. It was truthful. It is truthful. The resistance will win his phone tells me. I write that Palestine will be free and the united people will prevail.

#Palestine will be free #Athens

So much care

I propose to see each other again before he leaves. That I could get take-out from the Palestinian restaurant I bought the T-shirt at he really likes. He reeds it and puts his thumb up while saying a mumbled OK (due to his shyness in talking English). He asks me if it is okay he now leaves. Tamaam I whisper. We kiss and he leaves. Silently, making no noise.

#Palestine will be free #Athens

Verhalen zonder woorden

Bumped into this album yesterday. It's titled 'stories without words'. It's playing in the apartment. I cut the Christmas tree into pieces today. It's cold but sunny here today. Sending a hug from Athens

I was thinking about our day on Andros yesterday. How beautiful it was to lay half naked in the sun on the rocks at the end of a cliff on the ruins of a city more than 2000 years old. Looking at the see of sheep in silence. Next time we bring a blanket, some food, and write sheep stories and old wishes to throw them off the cliff :)

#Dimitrios

All the words can be said, my love All the words The world is all ruined, dear And that thought is tiring

Those who felt shame died, my love Look how cruel the world is What am I feeling? I don't know why I'm feeling this Come on, let's sleep?

#Yasmine Hamdan #Shadia #Palestina

Johnny sees the children of the world he sees the children of the Congo working in the mines getting materials for the fucking cellphones

Johnny sees the children of Gaza lost of limbs lost of schools lost of families hungry

He sees the world he sees immigrants hovering, frightened he sees churches invaded he sees the ice that shouldn't be melting

Johnny give us the strength it's you it's yearning it's hope it calls out:

I am the arrow! look out motherfuckers at my arrow

It's love

#patti smith

I am the arrow!

#patti smith

I had planned to go to Chora early today to retrieve cash I needed to pay Alex the permaculture farmer from Messaria who had given me a very big bag of vegetables freshly plucked that day usually there in the mornings, I wanted to make sure to catch him

at 12:00, late, I am walking towards the main square it is September, a Wednesday as tourists have left, and the streets become a meeting space for locals, Chora feels calmer and clearer a group of people is gathering for Palestina for Tempi for Pylos for justice I stand still and join looking at the placards I can't read listening to the speeches and scants I can't understand

I am happy to be here I felt I wanted to protest today but felt stuck on the Island but I am reminded: our cry for justice is shared, everywhere

We are dispersed over the square standing grouped together wherever a tree provides shade elderly are holdings self-made signs children are running around playing football people know each other

in the crowd of around 150 people I see Alex we say hi and have a chat everything is fine for the vegetables he smiles he knows a lot of people it makes me think of Rodrigue local farmers creating community

after a minute of silence we start walking through the Main Street of Chora although having walked that street so many times since a little boy this time feels different, looks different my first protest on Andros I feel connected to the place and its people shared hopes and dreams a need for a different future

an old woman sitting on a straw-seat chair outside of the butcher's shop with blue doors on the right just before entering the square at the end of the street shouts 'well done' in Greek

Today I wasn't late I was right on time

Free Palestine End occupation Dismantle (neo)colonialism

#Andros #Palestine

I met someone today When we parted we said It was nice to meet you We ment it Today was a successful day

if we had talked back then

#Little England #Andros

Hassan I want to thank you. for the connection we met and meant to each other what we needed we felt again a reason to hope because this was possible we recharged each other by being present

#Athens #Hassan

Eartha Kitt - I fall in love with myself, and I want someone to share it with me. I want someone to share me, with me

een stukje van mijn hart zal altijd bij jou blijven Chérie Paris

#rodrigue

kiss me hard before you go

#lana del rey #rodrigue

140 miles per hour on the 7 mile bridge

#lana del rey #patti smith #Youtube

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