I created this simplistic piece to commemorate his poem If I must die back when I first heard that Refaat Al-Areer had been murdered by Apartheid Israel at the behest of the zionist American toad Bari Weiss. Now his daughter Shaiima, her husband, and their newborn have been murdered by Israel as well. I cannot rationalize why but that's truly broken me at a deeper level than anything else. Murdering a family because the mother had a poem written for her by her father. America made this all possible. A little bit of sweat from every ounce of labor anyone in this country does goes towards helping Israel commit genocide.

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📸 : Mark Smith Photography

The skull I spent today doodling and the pictures of dentition & tongue I attempted a few weeks back.. the perspective was fucked but u get the idea. it's all beak

I don't know what came over me to create this

Gordon Freeeeman..

and ! the lovely falin !!!

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Ohhh my God, the current VA for Foghorn Leghorn actually dubbed it.

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Al-Ajaweed Band is a group made up of Black/Afro-Palestinians from the Baq'a Refugee Camp in Jordan. They’re known for being some of the best at dabka!

(linked because the tunnel of quote tweets has more dance videos)

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thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.

Ghazzans are not your property to sacrifice. Ghazzans are not yours to decide the fate of. Ghazzans are not going to die for your luxury. Ghazzans are not going to die for you. Ghazzans have the right to live like everyone else. Ghazzans have the right to a peaceful life like everyone else. Keep fighting for Ghazzah. Keep fighting for our loved ones.

why the FUCK are weekends only 2 days long do you really think that's enough to recover from the horrors of the work week. really.