Mezquitas De Puerto Rico Is An Ongoing Collaboration Between Alia Farid And Jesús "Bubu" Negrón On

It's the Martyr's Prize Diamond gaze Eyes like pimples simple Simon I gotta make ends meet skim the water line like I'm taking a seat Saving my tears for the marginal me and the me that was made to eat me

Ayyyyy but give the pamphlet thank god, it's a dress code nothing bad happens to hamlet said I, among the nonfiction fates thank god for these men and their women the women who operates to realize her own oppression her own demise confessions to concessions til the fins congregate til they take us to heaven without the lessons This is how we destroy we this is how we forsake we we been dead for weeks tools for the fool and weak tools from the master subscription code inheritance of the meek never get old fire for thine eyes hooked without the hook you made it this far, look you've been dead for weeks happy feet disappearing in god fearing tar buy a bigger car never get old

Eleni R

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"Minoan ladies in blue" frescoe at the Palace of Knossos, Minoan (Crete), circa 1500 BC

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Pierre Soulages,

Peinture, 1970

Oil on canvas 73.5 x 92 cm | 28.9 x 36.2 in

Limamu Mbaye by Jack Chipper for Numéro Netherlands January 2025

The wind blows so hard through the riverside in slow then fast the wind pushes me inside, the coffee promises a good time to last a ride back home, for me it doesn't get much better it doesn't have to

The cafe was so warm that I took my coat off and the food looks tasty in the display in the mood for quiche? or maybe a cookie or two please, I got the person behind me that's my friend the breeze pushed them in to remind me of how lucky I can be

Eleni R

David Lynch: The Art Life (2016)

Munther Isaac's Christmas message from Bethlehem. It's in English so there's no mistaking who needs to hear it. Please don't ignore it.

"We will be OK. Despite the immense blow we have endured, we, the Palestinians, will recover. We will rise. We will stand up again from the midst of destruction, as we have always done as Palestinians. Although this is, by far, maybe the biggest blow we have received in a long time, but we will be OK. But for those who are complicit, I feel sorry for you. Will you ever recover from this? Your charity and your words of shock after the genocide won't make a difference, and I know these words of shock are coming, and I know people will give generously for charity, but your words won't make a difference. Words of regret won't suffice for you. And let me say it; we will not accept your apology after the genocide. What has been done has been done. I want you to look in the mirror, and ask: Where was I when Gaza was going through a genocide?"

Gert Heinrich Wollheim,

The Anxiety Dream; 1928