Dua for Dua
On one final note before I take a week off. Please make a Duaa for myself for a healthy recovery as I recover from severe depression and self harm. Please keep me in your Dua’s.
My dad hand another appointment at the cancer clinic today. His white blood cell count shot up from 40 to 150 (normal is 4-11), his red blood cell count went down, and his lymphnodes behind his stomach enlarged 6cm. He’s going to be starting chemo again. please keep him in your duaas :(
It should never be thought that Palestinians in Gaza have gotten used to wars. We love life.
Ibrahim al-Batsh wrote on Twitter on 26 June: “I finally finished my high school exams, and I pray for success after all that hard work studying! Please pray for me and all students.”
On 15 July, last Tuesday, all the results from the high school exams were announced, including Ibrahim’s. But he, along with other 18 martyrs, would never know them. Two days before the much-anticipated announcement, Ibrahim, together with his mother, father and 15 more members of their family, were killed by Israeli missiles.
I am not superwoman. My mother is not superwoman. My mother’s mother is not superwoman. I am, we are, soft. Can shatter. Crumble in your hands. Our survival does not mean we prosper. We are like other women but unlike them. So do not tell us we can handle anything. We only seem like superwoman, a figment of your imagination, because you have forced our lives to be perpetual labor with only seconds of relief. If we carry the world on our shoulders and the children on our backs, what are we but your glorified mules slapped with guilt praises of perseverance and strength. Our bones and our blood and our sweat have built the wealth of nations. Our burial should not be the first time we rest.
Thanks, I appreciate it. I think I’m gonna call my local doctor first thing.
"This life will hit you, hard, in the face,
wait for you to get back up so it can kick you in the stomach.
But getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air”
- Sarah Kay
Survivor of the Nagasaki bombing, 1945
My name is Daniel, I talk about geek stuff, comics, people of color, Social justice, art, race, class, gender, also favorite movies! In solidarity for POC.