Posts Tagged ‘Palestinian’

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Cu gustul de pamant in gura, cu inteparea de gaz lacrimogen in nari si cu sovaiala celui care isi da seama ca deja s-a aruncat in hau, cer bibliotecarei cartea de pe raftul “Carti interzise de-a lungul timpului”.

Nu sunt gata, in ciuda lacrimilor care in sfarsit mi-au curs pe ultimele pagini ale cartii, pe care in  sfarsit le-am lasat sa dea expresie zbaterii prin asociere in care mi-am torturat mintea in ultimele doua saptamani, nepermitandu-mi totusi sa ma azvarl in profunzimea experientelor mele si ale tuturor viilor si mortilor, cunoscutilor si necunoscutilor din Palestina si din Israel pe care i-am ferecat departe in trecut. Ca si Dalia, Amal, probabil si Sara, mi-am ascuns vreme de zece ani durerea, furia si neputinta in scrasnetul din dinti. Durerile de cap si depresia au ajuns atat de puternice incat nu mi le puteam relaxa decat cu pastile sau fumand. Problema era cand imi trecea efectul pe la mijlocul noptii si mintea mea revenea la torturile ei: am participat, particip fara sa vreau la oroarea in continua perpetuare a chinurilor acestui neam? Un Holocaust contemporan, continuu, mut.

Durerea victimelor se coaguleaza ca niste bucati gelatinoase de sange, inchizand in opacitatea lor adevarul intamplarilor, parca pentru a-l feri de intinarea memoriei, oferind un omagiu permanent acelora retezati cu putin inainte sau putin dupa momentul prezent. Cuvintele suna atat de fade, precum si orice as putea face eu, incat continui sa nu fac nimic, si un nou tunami de manie impotriva mea si a tuturor ignorantilor de pe lume se ridica ca un zid al plangerii. Asa au castigat razboi dupa razboi, prin tactici psihologice de asediere, prin decimarea iubirii, visurilor, demnitatii si planurilor de viitor. Asa continua sa castige indepartarea nostalgica si tremuratoare a acestor stafii de care le e atat de frica, pe lesurile carora au facut sa infloreasca desertul.

E o vorba in Gaza: “Pamantul se lumineaza singur!”

Cititi *Dimineti in Jenin*!

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It has been said time and again that negotiations are not just official dealing between states or companies, but rather is a daily exercise that all of us practice, mostly without knowing. Negotiation of all kinds is totally dependent on communication of all kinds and the ¨First Instinct¨ is important.

In the beginning of any acquaintance there is always a moment of truth, when both people drop for an instant every mask or acquired configuration and appear truthful and pure in front of the other. This occurs when one has sufficient desire to know the other that all conscious and unconscious energy is focused on infiltrating through every pour of the other in order to decode them and translate the basic meaning in one’s own terms of reference – essential deconstructivism.  In that particular moment self-awareness becomes so low that the other is almost free to do the same. This coincidence of moments of weakness or purity is the basis of any meaningful communication.

Of course it is possible and even likely that one of the two participants doesn´t sense the moment of openness and wastes it. This will give the other person an edge of understanding, but will not help the relationship in the long run.

A. Badiou: ¨Love between two people is the minimal form of communism.¨

The dual B.A. degrees from Al-Quds University and Bard College will promote active learning, independent thinking, critical inquiry, and the free exchange of ideas. There is a future for Palestinian excellence, incubator of dreams forbidden by law.