We are all born and someday we’ll all die. Most likely to some degree alone. Our aloneness in this world is, maybe not anymore, a thing to mourn.
We are protecting civilians. We are unarmed. We are no threat to you. Please do not shoot.
We should be inspired by people… who show that human beings can be kind, brave, generous, beautiful, strong-even in the most difficult circumstances.
Maybe if people stopped thinking of themselves, and started thinking of the other sides of things, people wouldn’t hurt each other.
Sometimes I sit down to dinner with people and I realize there is a massive military machine surrounding us, trying to kill the people I’m having dinner with.
I think freedom for Palestine could be an incredible source of hope to people struggling all over the world. I think it could also be an incredible inspiration to Arab people in the Middle East, who are struggling under undemocratic regimes which the U.S. supports.
I want to be a lawyer, a dancer, an actress, a mother, a wife, a children’s author, a distance runner, a poet, a pianist, a pet store owner, an astronaut, an environmental and humanitarian activist, a psychiatrist, a ballet teacher, and the first woman president.
I really value words. I really try to illustrate and let people draw their own conclusions.
Death smells like homemade apple sauce as it cooks on the stove. It is not the strangling sense of illness. It is not fear. It is freedom.
I feel like I’m witnessing the systematic destruction of a people’s ability to survive. It’s horrifying.