
Friday, March 19, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Inspired by the genius of Banksy and the perpetual, revolutionary words of Bobby Sands."They will not criminalise us, rob us of our true identity, steal our individualism, depoliticise us, churn us out as systemised, institutionalised, decent law-abiding robots. We refuse to lie here in dishonor! We are not criminals, but Irishmen! This is the crime of which we stand accused. Never will they label our liberation struggle as criminal...Our revenge will be the laughter of our children."
- Bobby Sands
We refuse to lie here in dishonor! We are not terrorists, but Palestinians. This is the crime of which we stand accused. Our crime remains that we were born Palestinian.
The artwork is by graphic designer, Basmah Felemban!http://www.basmah.co.nr/
Ben Gurion was sadly mistaken, for he underestimated the indomitable will of the Palestinian people when he arrogantly asserted that “the young will forget”, because despite heartache, pain, and suffering, we will never relinquish a dream so imbedded in our hearts and minds. Yes, the old may die, but the young will never forget, and our ultimate revenge will be the laughter of our future generations to come, those who will carry on this dream and fight. You see, this dream will live on in the hearts of generation after generation; it is a fire burning inside our hearts that cannot be extinguished. What we say today will be our life-long commitment.
"Our revenge will be the laughter of our children."
-Bobby Sands

This intifada is defined by:
1) VERBAL ROCKS,[vur-buhl rok]: 1.noun [root, Civil Unrest] an expression launched from the cognitive abilities of a revolutionary against the institutionalized language of an oppressor. 2. verb [root, Activism]: to Verbal Rock is to celebrate the diverse attributes of language and expression, and to highlight its unique strengths and creativity as a means of resistance to oppressive entities in a celebratory manner
See Also: Oppressors of Your Mind.
See Also: Slingshot of the Mind.
2) SLINGSHOTS OF THE MIND, [sleng-shot of the mynd] noun [root, unconventional education]: the strongest weapon known to man is this; that which launches factual and intelligent knowledge and targets the inconsistencies of the various Goliaths of society.
See Also: David and Goliath
Liberate your mind and shake off the system that oppresses it.
RUMI ...
Walk patiently through this troubled world
And you will find great treasure
Even though your house may be small
Look within it
Monday, March 15, 2010
Almond Eyes Hears The Dove's Cries ... By Jafar Alam ...
Available for purchase on Sony, Kindle and Xlibris
(https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=75053)
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
RUMI ...
Love is the order of the universe and we are its atoms
It is the ocean and we are its drops
It is the ocean and we are its drops
Through love the heavens are brilliant
Without love even suns and moons are eclipsed
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Red Dawn ...
"I can't remember what it was to be warm. It seems a thousand years since I was a small boy in the sun. How did I come to this high, desolate place where there is nothing but loneliness? So much is lost. I want to look into your eyes and forget. It all seems so far away: a warm house where my shadow never falls; your long, black hair in my hands. There is no more revolution, only you to come back."
-Colonel Ernesto Bella
-Colonel Ernesto Bella
Monday, March 1, 2010
RUMI ...
As a lovesick nightingale,
you flew among the owls
Then came the scent of the rose garden
and you flew off to meet the Rose
and you flew off to meet the Rose
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
RUMI ...
A soul which is not clothed with the inner garment of Love
Should be ashamed of its existence
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
The Last Poets ...
"Here we are the employers of all love
but yet we are working overtime to cover up our loneliness"
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Parting ...
Who knows when meeting shall ever be.
It might be for years or
It might be forever
Let us then take a lump of clay,
Wet it, pat it,
And make an image of you
And an image of me.
Then smash them, crash them,
And, with a little water,
Knead them together.
And out of the clay we'll remake
An image of you, and an image of me.
Thus in my clay, there's a little of you,
And in your clay, there's a little of me.
And nothing will ever set us apart.
Living, we'll be forever in each other's heart,
And dead, we'll be buried together.
( This is an untitled poem by Madame Kuan, that was translated by Bruce Lee. Madam Kuan was the wife of the great Yuan Chao Mengfu and was herself a painter who taught for a time at the Imperial Court. Tradition has it that when in middle age, Chao considered taking a mistress, Madam Kuan wrote her husband this poem, which touched his heart and changed his mind.)
It might be for years or
It might be forever
Let us then take a lump of clay,
Wet it, pat it,
And make an image of you
And an image of me.
Then smash them, crash them,
And, with a little water,
Knead them together.
And out of the clay we'll remake
An image of you, and an image of me.
Thus in my clay, there's a little of you,
And in your clay, there's a little of me.
And nothing will ever set us apart.
Living, we'll be forever in each other's heart,
And dead, we'll be buried together.
( This is an untitled poem by Madame Kuan, that was translated by Bruce Lee. Madam Kuan was the wife of the great Yuan Chao Mengfu and was herself a painter who taught for a time at the Imperial Court. Tradition has it that when in middle age, Chao considered taking a mistress, Madam Kuan wrote her husband this poem, which touched his heart and changed his mind.)
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Habib Ali Al-Jifri ...
"My Lord, beautify for us our character.
For only by his manners does the slave prevail"
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
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