Auschwitz Education!!!!

Auschwitz Education!!!!

The news stormed a bit around the issue of Dr. M. Dajani taking a group of Palestinians students to the Auschwitz in Poland recently. Regardless of the reactions, if it was a courageous action!!! Or an act of collaboration; the debate might go on. Sadly speaking, we are in a situation, where the broad outlines of what used to resemble our nationality as Palestinians have been sabotaged since quite some time.

The whole concepts used for the conflict business have been as well exploited, from peace to normalization. From war to the intifada. From a state to the territory. One is careful with every word he uses because the terminology of the phrase has been part of this industry.

Before I proceed, I would like to stress on the fact, that I am a person who takes pride in having friends who happened to be Israelis. I am free t have encountered and worked as well wit some Israelis. The few years I spent as a student at the Hebrew university have been the best years of my academic/social life, even though I was too incompetent as a student. And I am currently studying in an educational program with Israeli partnership.

This doesn’t mean that I am not against boycotting as a tool for pressuring the Israeli occupation. It is true as well that most of what has been done in this regard, locally, is immature, inconsistent, intolerant, inefficient and other terms that will pop later in my head. This doesn’t mean that the attempts of some people or groups are respected and valuable and efficient. It is also important to highlight here, that the international boycott campaign is a more robust, useful and fruitful move and it is funnily working well.

I insist on making my own statement here, knowing that many will oppose. I firmly believe that to solve the Israel-Palestine Question we need Palestinians and Israelis to do it. Palestinians and Israelis who honestly think that a solution that is based on justice should prevail. Such Palestinians and Israelis are not in the headlines of the news, and they are not in government cabinets, and they are not the Peacenik Brokers who have benefited from the situation and transformed it into profitable businesses in the last decades.

Some years ago, I happened to be part of a discussion with the U.N headquarters in Gaza while complaining about Hamas government for not allowing the Holocaust education in the curriculum. Entering Gaza for the first time, into what looked like a visual ghetto I suggested ‘ cynically’ that Hamas should allow the courses with assigning field trips to show them the entrance to Gaza as a real example of Ghettos.

A question remained in my head since then, what should I as a Palestinian learn from studying the Holocaust?

What am I supposed to learn from studying or understanding the injustice, murder, crimes committed against my oppressor? Should I justify his crimes against me? I know that when I understand my mother’s misery as in her earlier years, makes me let’s say justify her insecurities in her behaviors today. But she remains my mom. When I identify with the evil doings against the Jews in the Holocaust, does it make occupation an easier place? Should I thank them for not putting me yet in an oven and fry me? Should I ask them to mark my arms with signs that say I am Palestinian?

For years, I tried to grow into a more tolerant person, that I believe aim trying to become. However, I found it so unfair, and so unjust, to ask me as a Palestinian to look at the misery of the Jews that resulted In the creation of Israel in my own life and land, while I live every single moment of my life, a life f diaspora, racism, systemic ethnic cleansing, separation with barriers, checkpoints, and permits to move from one plot to another. When my life as a Palestinian is not far, if not the same or maybe worse than what the Nazi did. YES, I know we were not killed in millions. But in sixty years of occupation, Israel has performed and continues to perform what the Nazis did in centuries of European resentment to Jews.

I refuse to bring a Palestinian to see the Auschwitz in Poland and Israeli to a refugee camp. Sorry sir, the Auschwitz with all its cruelty, resembles a crime that you may mirror with the memories of the past. The refugee camp is the result of the creation of Israel. Our misery is not the same. We are asked to sympathize with our oppressor over crimes that others caused him.

As a matter of fact, this act backfires. Because, on a human level, I can resemble with an Israeli on many acts of life. We can sympathize with one another on losses. We can be happy for one another for special occasions. We can be friends, we can be colleagues, we can sometimes put politics aside and be just who we are PEOPLE. But the moment you tell me that I have to sympathize with a Jew, I cannot but see my own misery. Our corpses, our homes, our land are the demonstration of this problem. It feels like stomping over our corpses and making a show to the world pointing towards a documentary on the Holocaust, while the world is watching, it is our bodies, dead and alive that are being stumped. I see each and every face of Palestinian victims dead and alive with each scene I watch.

You cannot stump on me from one side, and ask me to be your audience from the other.

You cannot ask me to identify with a demonstration that I am suffering today by its heroes.

I need Israel and the world, to uplift its occupation from me first. I need to be treated like a human being first. I need to experience justice to be just in my emotions and judgments to others.

And I still insist, that there are causes that I am ready to fight for with my life that concern Israelis. Because peace is about two people standing on the same ground regardless of their weight or height. It is about two individuals who see each other as people. Individuals who look towards the other and see another regular human that he can deal or not deal with. And these people exist. And these people don’t need to show me the Auschwitz. Because the Auschwitz reminds them of me, in the cruelty of oppression, and thus … occupation .tion

To be or not to be…not to be is…

To be or not to be … not to be is the definite answer


Well, that’s what seems to be willed to be. As I spent the last week draining my energy out thinking and applying for visas, it was another time feeling dragged into a corner. I don’t know what is it really. Why is it so hard for me to submit to the fact that it is normal to apply for a visa? Everyone does. Well, almost everyone does.

Each time I have to think while filling an application form, of how hard it is anyway. I have my name written wrongly each time, the Jordanians skip a letter, and the Israelis change the whole format of the name. And my name is another name. As I always think of it, being a Palestinian with a Jordanian nationality written on your Israeli travelling document, holding a temporarily Jordanian passport residing Jerusalem doesn’t seem to be that easy for regular speculation.

So applying for a visa, with all those documents, fingerprints, proves that I will come back from the promised heaven I will launch myself to. A paper proving that I work, another proving my financial situation, an invitation, a ticket, why, how where and how much, and then we have to pay. Applying for a visa should be a good business.

I know I am a Palestinian with lack of gratitude. I don’t know. As I have been also recently thinking, it must be that Cleopatra reincarnated soul in me that is being punished this way, not submitting to the fact that being a Palestinian means probably being lesser of a human being.

Oh, and if I am complaining about the Schengen area, who honestly seemed great in comparison to the British. Well, a Palestinian thinking of sending her son to London for some time is not really the best idea a Palestinian can think of. Paying for courses, flights, accommodation is something, applying for the visa is another. Online application, with no human factors. The human employee actually is not assigned to talk to you while you apply (she made an exception actually to me since she knows me “well” by telling me all the things she shouldn’t tell me in the wrong paper I had with me. so if she doesn’t tell me, who is supposed to tell me. I don’t know if we Palestinians as a general rule want to travel outside this rotten place because we always or generally have a plan to leave to heaven.

I really don’t understand why does the world treat us this way.

First they strip us away from a country. We don’t even know if we ever had a country. Whatever we had they give it t away and make it Israel. Israel has more than three millions of its citizens residing outside Israel, and we Palestinians inside the West bank and Gaza barely close the three million altogether, and in addition to Israel locking us behind walls and barriers, inside slums and enclaves, the world makes sure that we have the utmost restrictions.

So what is it exactly, they want to get rid of us for the sake of Israel from one side, and they are afraid we go and stay in their countries from another. Can’t the world get it yet that we are not exactly interested in leaving this place? Well, yes, I wish I did. But that is not the case.

What is it seriously , that makes the world treats us the way it does. I understand we Palestinians have failed ourselves recently . But what is it about us that makes them cautious of us . Is it this realization that the injustice that is thrown on us as people is so unbearable and one day we will just explode ? is it that no normal humans can bear it in such a way for so long ?

I understand that I am a spoilt person after all .. I lack gratitude towards those who help me and my people . But somehow , I don’t know if it is their demand to make me more of liberal and aware to my needs as a human being that is moving me . What I know is that there is something inside me that is resisting such way of life. Something inside me that cannot see this as life. Something inside me insists that there is something else of life … Is it reliance . Or is it naïve arrogance . I really don’t know .



Death the absent the present ….

To the good memory of my dear friend Omar Badrieh , May your soul rest in peace

In the hectic way of life . With all the strangely bad news that is moving around . One would say , it is all part of the movement of life . Death , accidents , disasters …happen all the time , but they don’t necessary touch us . within the circle of life, we think we are immuned from such disasters. Even though we know that death is happening anyway . but we are never prepared to it . we are prepared to be shocked on the news of the death of a far a way person , a relatively close person . we are prepared to see the news on the newspaper . But it always far from us and our beloved ones. It is always too far from us .

In the last few days, the news of the killing of the young men from differnet part of the nation made the maybe look closer ,as we scroll down the social media and stalk into what was their private walls that was only accessible to their friends .

I was still recovering from the shocking news of a dear person surviving a deadly accident , thinking of how unpredictable life is . how much of how we can be planning our days and years to realize that we may simply have no control even on a moment . To receive a still shocking news about the death of a woman , that even though I can say I briefly knew . But destiny made our life intersect since we were in the university , to meet her in a strange encounter where somehow divorced women maybe tend to connect . Admittingly saying , that I failed to help or support . To later intersecting with her ex-husband who becomes a dear friend . Whne some months ago , I received the news of his fatal disease that seems to be giving him a very little time left for life . Watching him from a cowardly position , being unable to contribute with real support or anything , just praying indepth for his safety and health .

He was organizing his death . wisely he believed. Making peace with his ex-wife. Securing her and the kids. Making the perfect plan for his departure, while pretending he was defeating a cancer that is eating him rapidly .

The compromise with his wife must have been not easy for both of them , but she must have thought . He is leaving soon , let it end peacefully and wisely for the sake of the kids .

When suddenly , and with no previous alert or notice , death strikes her not him .

How strange . How fair or unfair . How just or unjust . How timely or untimely.

How could it be? The angel of death wondering probably in that house waiting for the time of that man to end, and in a sudden, or probably a totally destined prepared detour he decides to take her not him.

How striking death can be.

As if death mocks us even when it leaves us totally stripped from our powers. When we are totally empty handed, muted, shocked.

It continues to move around, with its own set of plans. With its own set of pre-set list … and watch us carefully, patiently, mockingly as we roam around our meaningless life.

I wish you the Peace you wished to have Aswan. There must be a fair, just situation up there, in that unknown place called eternity.

May your Soul Rest in Peace

A Non Exactly moment of wondering : Being Palestinian

Being Palestinian … Not Exactly . Being Jerusalemite.. And it goes to another Not Exactly !

Being a Non Exactly means you travel with a Non Exactly Jordanian passport and a Non Exactly Israeli document .. You are marked with a special non religious probably ethnic 6 number, that makes you Non Exactly special.

A certain treatment that starts with exclusive harassment and violations to what it means to be just a normal human being .. 

Stares and gazes that are mixed with suspicion and criminalizing looks . Sympathizing and guilty gestures . Both from the same people … No matter how you try to behave like a normal being … You still remain Not Exactly normal…

A Non Exactly Striptease that takes a form of a Non Exactly taking off your clothes until you buzz in Non Exactly censored areas . Otherwise you are as well privileged to a Non Exactly massage service , that includes touching every single piece of skin that covers your suspicious figure … All in all Non Exactly any of the above mentioned services that you really like to offer or to receive under the given conditions .

The journey with being Non Exactly doesn’t start or end with the journey itself. With the preparation to leave this “havenly” engraved space . Unless for very limited places … You are Not Exactly capable of going anywhere without a definite Not Exactly defined  status for your Non Exactly defined status .. 

You are a Palestinian but without a Palestinian Passport , which you  would say maybe it is not exactly bad. A Jordanian passport with a ” T” mark that makes it Not Exactly special. With a place of birth indicated as Jerusalem  . And Israeli red (anything but diplomatic) traveling document that indicates your are Jordanian next to nationality slot . 

So how to apply to a visa anywhere ???? It is a Not Exactly easy job, or answer .Especially that many if not most are not aware of our Non Exactly existing status . Even when checked in Israeli borders , those young inspectors may ask you if it’s your first time in Israel.. 

You travel with one Non Exactly document in hand and one in the pocket on each different passing border depending on the severity of the Non Exactly document you hold to the country of destination .. and you come back , and received with a seriously Non Exactly special welcoming .No matter how long or short the flight was . How convenient or tiring . If it was at noon or midnight ..You always receive the very same Non Exactly ,non exactly special service of another round of Non Exactly meaningful questions , and inspections that always takes you to a special room with another series of inspecting machines that according to your lucky stars could go as re inspecting every single item you carry , or a minimum of all luggage inspection through x-ray machines only. 

In the meantime, a boyfriend or a partner who might not be privileged to be Palestinian , may wonder about your non exactly normal or not normal life , and give you the stigma of being a complaining creature when you are non exactly even a Jew.

Each time you will wonder … isn’t it better to just stay there in the non exactly luxury of just passing checkpoints ?


A non exactly moment of wondering


Pandora Box

Right .. inside that Pandora box was just a hollow being that switched from a Peter Pan to a Dr. Jeckyle and Mr. Hyde.. and at its best performed his actual role as a Vampire… and it is true … what can come out from a DEAD MAN WALKING? ( from the diary of a woman who was trapped by a psychopath )

Jumping from a Pandora box of a life of a human being that cleverly switched once from a peter pan to Dr. Jeckyle and Mr. Hyde. Another from a narcissist to a hollow vampire. An empty existence of what is perfectly quoted as a ‘dead man walking.’ How much of pathetic is it to stay in an apparently pathetic relationship? When flags of all colors jump in front of you from all directions warning you just to jump and run for your life.

Somehow, to continue to be a perfect victim to such characters cannot be any compliment. But to allow one human being to trap you within one pathetic disguise and another is only a work of a master of naivety. No compliments, and no place for even blame. It is something that goes beyond.

How much of such people are out there? Science says it is one out of twenty. It should make nineteen rational human beings. But somehow that one could do the work of a hundred messing one’s life together.

How much should one warn others from falling into traps of a psychopath … maybe as long as one can?

Yes.. they are tricky. They come in this beautiful disguise of worn out poor souls that their survival perhaps is bound to you. Survival is not obliged to you .. Sucking your energy out, your soul .. is what they do .. and they live on your positive vibes and energy . on your bright man, while they jump from one victim to another.

But it is not easy … because it is your energy they are walking out with.

One day he will pay… hopefully when you are long beyond remembering even his existence… because all that you need to do is to keep running … run with whatever is left of your life.. because your life is valuable when he is not in it.


مهاترات وطن : مرحله جديده

بينما نعيش في ظروف اقرب ما يمكن وصفها بالكارثيه ، لا زلنا نصر على الانتظار …انتظار الافضل …
مما لا شك فيه باننا على عتبه نهايه حقبه …حقبه ابسط ما يمكن وصفها هو النكسه ، ، واضافه للنكسه السابقه فنحن نعيش نكسه ثقافيه ، اجتماعيه ،اخلاقيه ،اقتصاديه وسياسيه ..
وضعنا اليوم ونحن ننتظر دخولنا في الحقبه الجديدة وضع مصر الشقيقه ، التي تحتفل بانتصار خيار الشعب مره اخرى بعد ثورات متعدده ، اختيار الشعب من خلال صناديق الانتخاب لرئيس انتصر بفوز ساحق على مرشح اخر ، بغض النظر عن ان معظم الشعب لم ينزل للانتخابات … لماذا لم ينزل ما يقارب ٦٠ مليون ناخب واكتفى ١٠ مليون ناخب بالمشاركه بالانتخابات التي تمددت ساعاتها وحتى ايامها غير مهم كثيرا . فالاسباب كثيره ، مثل الحر الشديد .الحر الشديد في مصر ..وكآن الحر غريب عن مصر!!!! مش مشكله ولكنه سبب منطقي . لابد ان الاخوان منعوا الناس من المشاركه ، لا . لا يمكن . هذا قد يفسر بان الاغلبيه التي لم تنزل للانتخابات اخوانيون ..
وعليه قد تم وضع بعض المغريات وبعض الترهيبات من اجل زحزحه الناس من بيوتها والنزول للاقتراع . وبما ان المرشح الثاني في الانتخابات كانت الورقه اللاغيه ، فلا بد ان الترهيب قد اخذ مفعوله … المهم ، بان هدف الاصوات المرجوه كان هو الحصول على اصوات اكبر من اصوات مرسي الاخواني … وبالنهايه …كل شي مش مهم … كل شيء بات ماضيا … لان الجديد هو المرحله الجديده التي دخلت بها مصر برئيس اخذ معظم الاصوات بفوز كاسح حتى ولو كان هذا الفوز لا يتعدى خمس عدد الناخبين …
المهم…مبروك لمصر العرس الديمقراطي ، الرئيس المجدد الذي لا يشبه الرئيس المخلوع الاخواني … بس شوي هو نسخه متشابهه جدا (مش طبق الاصل بالضبط) للرئيس الدكتاتور الذي تربع على هتك مصر لثلاثه عقود وثار عليه شعب مصر بثوره لا يزال صداها في قلوب (مع الاسف) غير المصريين … لان المصريين (اسفه للتعبير) قعدوا على خازوق….
والحمدلله نحن في فلسطين على عتبه حقبه جديده ايضا… مع انه الحمدلله (رئيس الوزراء) باقي مع حقيبه جديدة تليق بالحقبه الجديده … ولان فلسطين بضفتها وقطاعها على ما يبدو تخلوا من الشعب ، باستثناء فتح او حماس ، من الصعب (وقد يكون من المستحيل) ايجاد شخصيلت فلسطينيه مستقله ، او حتى شخصيات … المهم وبينما ننتظر على جمر حكومه الوحده المؤقته الجديده التي من المفروض اعلانها يوم امس …مع اننا شعب لا يتعدى بضعه ملايين لا نستطيع الخروج من مرحله الحكومات الانتقاليه المنتهيه الصلاحيه المؤقته حتى هذه اللحظه . الحمدلله الحمدلله باقي والمالكي يبدو انه ان اسمه يؤكد تملكه الابدي لهذا المنصب …والحق يقال ان المالكي رجل مستقل (يعني لا فتح ولا حماس) ومما لا شك فيه ان تمثيلنا الخارجي كان مشرف عقب الحكومات الانتقاليه المؤقته المنتهيه الصلاحيات السابقه .. وحافظ بكل امانه على ابقاء وضع فلسطين بما يتناسب مع مخرجات اوسلو بمثاليه ..
ولكن ككل مرحله جديده …مراحل فلسطين وشعبها استثنائيه .. فمع كل حكومه انتقاليه مؤقته جديده يوجدفرصه لكل فلسطيني بان يآتي دوره لنيل حقيبه وزاريه ما ( طبعا لازم يكون مستقل ، في هده الحاله كل الشعب الفتحاوي والحمساوي يصبح مستقل تماما )
ولكن الحق يقال ، بان هذه الحقبه استثنائيه جدا، فللمره الاولى ومنذ الانقسام الفتحاوي او الانقلاب الحمساوي نحن اقتربنا اكثر من اي وقت لحكومه مصالحه انتقاليه مؤقته جديدة…
وطبعا هذه الحكومه التي سترى النور (ان شاء الله) قريبا جدا، (انشاالله ان لا يتمدد الوقت والموافقه على وزير الخارجيه المؤقت الانتقالي الجديد ووزير شي تاني (اعتقد الاوقاف او ما شابه) ان تحل قريبا) يعني شو المشكله لو الحمد لله رئيس الوزراء ووزير الداخليه المؤقت الانتقالي الجديد يحمل كمان حقيبه الخارجيه . الحقيقه انه اكثر حل عقلاني .داخليه وخارجيه ويتمركزها
رئيس وزراء . يعني كل هده الامور تحصل في كل العالم … وكله من اجل المصالحه بهون …
مش كثير مهم كمان يوم او يومين لاعلان الحكومه الانتقاليه المؤقته الجديدة …استضافه شباب اسرائيلي يتبادل الحميميه بالمقاطعه من شده الكلام العاطفي من قبل رئيسنا المنتهي الصلاحيه المؤقت الغير شرعي (مش اكيد هو بقدر يغير الشرعيه) في نفس اللحظات التي كانت سلطات الاحتلال الاسرئيلي (الدائم والشرعي الوجود بسببه) تعيث في القدس خرابا ، ، ضربا وحبسا وتنكيلا بشبابنا وبناتنا … بينما كان رئيسنا يلقي بخطابات السلام ، يفتخر بنفسه كمشرع للتطبيع كان المستوطنون يموجون ويهوجون في القدس كالوحوش الكاسره .
ربما لان القدس ليست بحسابات الرئيس ؟ والشعب مش مهم كثير ، بكفيه كم مليون يتسموا عليه ؟ والارض ما هي راحت وتصادرت وانباعت وانسرقت من زمان ؟ وكمان كم مستوطنه وكم شارع التفافي وكم حاجز وكم جدار ؟ الحقيقه ما في ولا جدار ولا حاجز على حدود المقاطعه في دوله رام الله وعاصمتها المقاطعه الا فلسطيني . همه حاجزين ، واحد على طريق بيت الرئيس والتاني على باب المقاطعه . الحمد لله انه الدوله محصنه .. والتنسيق الامني الذي شدد عليه (المقدس) الرئيس مستمر ،
بالناقص كم شاب فلسطيني ، بالناقص كمان وشحه ونديم ومحمد وغيرهم …بالناقص كم الف اسير نفقوا وينفقوا كالبهائم في سجون الاحتلال … بالناقص كم متر من ارض …بالناقص كم حق بوطن….بالناقص من الوطن …بالناقص من الشعب …..المهم نحن دخلنا عتبه طريق جديد …طريق حكومه وفاق ترعى مصالح الشعب المكون من فتح وحماس …لا حتى فتح وحماس آوسع من المصالح المرجوه…نحن على عتبه حكومه وفاق لمصالح تتشخصن في بضع عشرات مما كان وطن…قضيه تقدست شرعيتها وتدنست على ايدي قراصنتها ….وما زلنا بانتظار ….المرحله الجديده..مرحله الحكومه المؤقته الانتقاليه الجديده …(مش راح اقول الوفاق والمصالحه لانه هذه المصطلحات من السهل اسقاطها…ولكن الحكومه الانتقاليه المؤقته الجديده باقيه معنا بكل المراحل والحقبات….

a new era …is about to be….

From Egypt to Palestine. An old era is about to end, with a new era that is probably a worse scenario of the retro.

As the Sisi is winning in a majority of 98% of (it doesn’t matter of how much of the eligible voters). A real victory to the choice of the voters (not necessarily the people, they must be collaborative Ikhwan). Well, it all doesn’t matter. It is true that the first day ended with four million voters out of fifty eight million eligible voters. The second day wasn’t much better. It was a result of the ‘incredibly hot ‘ weather (it must be the first time elections take place in summer) and (Egypt’s weather is probably not usually that hot in summer). As a result a third day for elections was called, and free transportation was offered to all, and anyone who declined to vote was threatened to pay a fine of 80 dollars (which could mount to one quarter of an average Egyptian salary). Miraculously, the media is celebrating now as they closed the polls, and Sisi (also Cici) seems to have won democratically with an overwhelming majority, not just the 98% of the votes but what started as less than 20% of the eligible votes in the first day jumped to more than 60%.

But what can we say. The Egyptians chose their future president; it doesn’t matter if it was 20% or 90%. A new era has begun …

In Palestine, we are waiting for the announcement of the new ‘reconciliation’ ‘temporarily’ government, with ‘ independent’ non Fateh nor Hamas figures, keeping nevertheless the same ‘temporarily’ ‘expired’ President, and the ‘temporarily’ prime minister ‘ and giving him another ‘temporarily ministry of interior. Swinging on the same ‘temporarily’ minister of foreign affairs for the last three or four ‘temporarily’ governments. And some new names that must be ‘independent’. An expired prime minister is promised to head an expired parliament. All will be waiting for the elections, and as usual with a dedicated timeline.

While this ‘temporarily’ government formation is quite interesting, it gives an opportunity for every Palestinian to become a minister at some point. The ‘reconciliation’ that suddenly seemed so close seem discretely distant.

Hence, today is the last day in a five weeks ‘timeline’ and as the names are flushing and sweeping. And while we are waiting to finally see a new ‘temporarily’ reconciliation government this time. Our to-be expired; temporarily staying president surprised us by giving a speech to Israeli “ peace now” groups in his Headquarters in his Capital city of the State of Ramallah. While addressing again the Israeli public proving to them once and again how much of the best choice for Israel, Israelis can ever get; Israeli settlers invade Jerusalem, beating, imprisoning, violating holy places and aggressing properties and people.

And yet , we are definitely on the verge of a new era …. A reconciliation government and a unilateral withdrawal by Israel to shape the new map of Palestine ??? Is this the closing end of the Kerry plan ? Or is it just my suspicious conspiracy thinking schemes obsessing in my mind ?

A new era is definitely about to start ….

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how do we define harassment against women.

The Pope in the Holy land ….

The Pope’s visit to the Holy land .

As much as there is something uniquely special about the Pope Francis , kindness and modesty . Virtues that seem to be abandoned from today’s life . Managing to manoeuvre around the security and the program and forcing his way to the WALL is by itself an accomplishment . Many high level officials managed not to see the Wall; not long ago , by Berlusconi’s famous : ” which wall? ” when asked about the wall. 

The Pope found his way to the Wall , depute the israelis attempt t o beautify it and paint it with white!!! But how muh can occupation extends its fierce coercion .. At the end , we sleep behind that Wall each night and we can succeed in writing on it at least our own messages to the world , and to the Pope . 

In what seemed a historical moment ,probably for the Pope himself , I hope he managed to notice , the presence of police not people in Jerusalem . I hope he had notices that Jerusalem was a city of ghosts , surrounded with machine guns for his Holyness visit. 

It could be another major visit , we could hope again for a miracle, maybe now by the closest human to the divine in some of our Beliefs . Maybe his words are really closest to be heard … from God and from the World . 

As we still aspire for real peace.. 

As we continue to pray for a nation with sovereignty …

As we dream of ways without checkpoints and barriers…

As we try to look up to a sky , without being surrounded by Walls that limit our sights and paths …

We remain to be hopeful . that Freedom would be our way out 

one day … one day …hopefully soon …i leave you with a picture …with a million messages and one word FREEDOM Image


just keep going’s all passing moments

just keep going…

one day it is shining , another is filled with fog and clouds …

people pass by , 

they love you , they hate you 

they support you ,they use you 

they honour you , they deceive you 

they stay , they leave 

they continue to be passer-bys 

in a life of passing moments , 

of love and hate 

of felicity and rage 

of peace and war 

of security and fear ….

and we keep going .. 

just keep going …

to a life , to a moment , to eternity …

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