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Today #NotreDame, in flames.
Today #AlAqsa, in flames.
Today #Paris burns.
Today #Jerusalem burns.
Both accidental.
But the striking absence I do not need to point out is...glaringly apparent, with all of its implications.
Today #AlAqsa, in flames.
Today #Paris burns.
Today #Jerusalem burns.
Both accidental.
But the striking absence I do not need to point out is...glaringly apparent, with all of its implications.
Two cities close to my heart.
Two sacred spaces close to my soul.
Two parts ripped in half, my heart going up in smoke.
Speculation about the “real cause” of one, the entire world in mourning. But almost nothing about the other. At all.
Two sacred spaces close to my soul.
Two parts ripped in half, my heart going up in smoke.
Speculation about the “real cause” of one, the entire world in mourning. But almost nothing about the other. At all.
Hyperbolic hysteria, the expected equation:
Cathedral/France + Destruction = Arab +/- Muslim
But Jesus was not Parisian.
Al-Aqsa in flames. But that’s normal - “for them,” after all.
Which “them,” then, was and is Jesus?
Cathedral/France + Destruction = Arab +/- Muslim
But Jesus was not Parisian.
Al-Aqsa in flames. But that’s normal - “for them,” after all.
Which “them,” then, was and is Jesus?
To which “civilization” do I / should I / owe my emotional loyalties
I choose neither
As I also choose both
And refuse to choose at all
This “Clash of Civilizations” becomes less mythic everyday, a fiction instantiated, exponentially. Hourly.
Schizophrenic heartbreak.
I choose neither
As I also choose both
And refuse to choose at all
This “Clash of Civilizations” becomes less mythic everyday, a fiction instantiated, exponentially. Hourly.
Schizophrenic heartbreak.
Yes. Those contradictions are the “schizophrenic heartbreak.”
That is the dagger in the heart of my point.
That is the dagger in the heart of my point.
I often show my students images of mosque architecture - in Texas. Is this “Islamic?” I ask. Is this “Middle Eastern?”
I then show them Notre Dame - blocks from my former home in Paris.
I ask the same questions. The answers never match.
And that is the answer.
I then show them Notre Dame - blocks from my former home in Paris.
I ask the same questions. The answers never match.
And that is the answer.
“Brothers Keep Me Up.” — @yosuheirhammad
This is what I need right now. This, and a candle, silence, and sleep. Restoration. Goodnight.
“I believe in love.” #NotreDame #AlAqsa
This is what I need right now. This, and a candle, silence, and sleep. Restoration. Goodnight.
“I believe in love.” #NotreDame #AlAqsa
This was such an insightful poetry critique.
It also reminds me: I need to log off Twitter. So, thanks.
Cheers, mate.
It also reminds me: I need to log off Twitter. So, thanks.
Cheers, mate.
1) Why do you want to follow a “moronbigit?”
2) What does “moronbigit” even mean?
3) Goodnight, Twitter (all of you. Not just...this dude.)
2) What does “moronbigit” even mean?
3) Goodnight, Twitter (all of you. Not just...this dude.)
Maybe a French billionaire will offer to rebuild the beautiful cultural heritage of the 13th century mosque destroyed by China in its campaign of ethnic cleansing against the Uyghurs.
Doubt it, but why not hope.
Doubt it, but why not hope.
Sure hope @UNESCO is going to raise hell about Notre Dame...by which I mean ISIS’ latest act of iconoclastic destruction and ethnic cleansing —
By which I mean China and the Uyghurs’ sacred cultural heritage.
bellingcat.com/news/rest-of-w…
By which I mean China and the Uyghurs’ sacred cultural heritage.
bellingcat.com/news/rest-of-w…
Like I said in my Tweet - I don’t.
This is exactly exactly exactly it
lol k
