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(Question: If my eyes truly mirror my soul, then why all this fuss about headscarves?
I am not religiously, but politically in favour of headscarves, as they are but one way of expressing my indepence from all opinion.
To all men who want to see my hair, come and meet me in person and you'll be surprised...)
I've started my diary of poems again, at the start of the spring & the Babi calendar.
Baha 167 - Jalal 167 - Jamal 167 - Azamat 167
Haïti
Haïti: Weer ‘n Kans voor de Mensheid?
De beelden en verhalen die toestromen vanuit Haïti maken mij kwaad. Niet omdat die ramp is gebeurd, om de vele doden, om de slachtoffers, om de mensen die hun huis zijn kwijtgeraakt. Daarbij voel ik volkomen verslagenheid en ontreddering. Maar ik wordt kwaad om het onvermogen van de mensheid om adequaat te handelen, van het ontbreken van één wereldregering.
Toch proberen sommigen te doen wat ze kunnen.... Lees verder
Too bad, Michael J. I cry for others.
Remembering the people once they are dead, is as sinful as excusing yourself before pulling the trigger. We run too fast to make sense of the living. We write obituaries of the famous in order to be prepared. But our own parents, lovers, rabbits? They die without us noticing and they lie dead and buried before we really understand they are gone.