#jumas

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Jour 6 (A) - Réconcilier

Je veux juste que ces deux là s'assoient et discutent en toute bonne foi en toute honnêteté, sans aucune arrière pensée liée à leur faction respectives rogntudju

[massivefanmilkshake]

Voici ma fic du jour 7 sur le thème gui

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“Oh Rascal Children of Gaza,” by Palestinian poet, Khaled Juma, 2014

[intersectionalpraxis]

"Here are your tortured poets. All from Mahmoud Darwish to Dr. Refat Alareer to Khaled Juma, these are tortured poets. Tortured by longing for a home they can never return to, tortured by the world they were born to for BEING BORN. Palestine, home to the tortured poets department." [@/folkoftheshelf on X. April 20th, 2024.]

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“Oh Rascal Children of Gaza” by Palestinian poet, Khaled Juma.

He was born and raised in Al-Shaboura Palestinian Refugee Camp, in the Gaza Strip. He lives there to this day. Before Israel’s latest war crimes, he worked as a school teacher and writer.

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Captain Vargas: (angry) Get me a horse!

Omar: Are you not a litte bit too old to sneak around?

Juma: I am not 'sneaking' around. I just want to buy some apples.

Omar: Right. You have servants for that.

Nadeera: (soft) You look good Juma. The palace life is good for you.

Juma: Thank you Nadeera. You look great yourself. I see Vargas still has a hold on you.

Omar: That is none of your business. Go back to the palace and stay out of it.

Nadeera: You do not want to get in trouble, Juma.

Juma: Captain Vargas is not leaving, is he? He is planning something.

Omar: Like I said… Go back to the palace.

Juma: Like I said, I just want to buy some apples.

Omar: (annoyed) Juma…

Nadeera: Stop it. Both of you. Juma, please stay out of this. I do not want you to get hurt.

Juma: Come with me to the palace. I can protect you.

Nadeera: I can not go with you. You know why.

Omar: Besides, she has me. I would not let anything happen to her.

Juma: Fine. But I still want to know what Vargas is planning… He is up to something. I am sure of it.

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Khaled Juma, Oh Rascal Children of Gaza (2014)

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Drew something a while ago inspired by a poem of Khaled Juma

Resources for helping Palestine:

https://arab.org/click-to-help/palestine/ - Click daily to help Palestine, all proceeds go to UNRWA.

https://www.pcrf.net/ - Palestine Children's Relief Fund

https://twitter.com/CareForGaza - Care For Gaza, a grassroot organization that provides food and more to Gaza. The PayPal account on their profile is open for donations.

https://donate.unrwa.org/ - You can also donate to UNRWA directly. They had funding cut off by multiple countries recently, which means they need donations more than ever.

https://piousprojects.org/campaign/2712 - A campaign for providing hygiene kits (menstrual pads, shampoo, soap, disinfectants and so on)

https://gazaesims.com/ - Donating an e-sim helps Palestineans stay in touch. Here is a list that shows which e-sims they need and quick instructions.

https://decolonizepalestine.com/ - Learn more about Palestine in this large collection of resources.

Operation Olive Branch - A list of fundraisers you can participate in to help individual families out.

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"I have been wanting to do this since the first time I saw you"

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Fuck it up Joeeee!!!

(zan.k.zan IG story)

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Dear Lord,

Please, forgive their visions, and let them hear the vulture's apology to its prey. Lay in their hearts a blue morning star, to show them the course of laughs in the wind of sea. Adorn their dreams with the meaning of life, so they know that You are the Creator of beauty, too. Sprinkle their roads with diamonds of Your words, so they break the walls in their souls, and fly to You washed like air in the rain.

Dear Lord,

At the beat of sins, in a valley only eminent from rapture by an illusion, I stand, empty of all hate, flooding with love. The honey of Your grace drips over me, and creatures smile. Like Your power taught me, I forgive sinners in routs of ignorance and roads of knowledge. I look under my feet lest I block the way of ants. I look up at Your sky to thank You for a star that embraced my heart with illumination. I kneel before You, for You taught me how to fill the chalice of love, and pour it in the grieving river, turning its stream into a rhythm, and its water, into a mother's touch on the head of a lonely orphan.

Dear Lord,

I know Your wisdom in creating pain.

They don't.

— Khaled Juma, Palestinian Poet (translated from Arabic by Nida Awine)

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A défaut d'avoir activement participé au Calendrier de l'Avent RPZ, j'ai gribouillé quelques fanarts pour des fanfics écrites pour le challenge

Le Regard des Astres par Wharnle

Des Petits Bois par @rown-cheese

Le Mythe du Ruban Rouge ??? par Hadesboy

"Secrets Entre Frères" par Mr_Plume_Noire (privée)

Normalement y'a une Partie 2 qui arrive mais on sera peut être plus en Janvier d'ici là, et puis y'a un nouveau challenge quotidien qui arriiiive, puis là je vais être en crunch pour une préproood

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ABKSBDKHDSKDHB the precious beans!!

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Let it be known that I read this poem and then sobbed uncontrollably for several minutes

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Black on black style

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Juma: My Sultana

Taryn: And? Any news?

Juma: Yes. I followed Captain Vargas to his ship. I saw him leaving on a horse, into the dessert.

Taryn: That is… odd.

Juma: Two of his followers caught me while I was watching him. Taryn: (worried) Did they hurt you?

Juma: No, my queen. I'm fine. But when we talked I lost sight of Captain Vargas. I did not know where he went, so instead I bought some groceries and talk to some merchants. I did not get lucky because the two followers where keeping an eye on me. They knew I was asking around about their captain.

Katarq: It seems you did not get what you wanted.

Vargas: Of course not. That is why I am going to send you in there. Do what we discussed. Kill everyone who stands in your way. Got it?

Katarq: Yes.

Vargas: Good. Now go.

Taryn: So you still do not know what he is up to.

Juma: There is more. Finally, when I lost the two, some other merchant heard me asking questions about Captain Vargas and told me disturbing things.

Taryn: Like what?

Juma: He said that Captain Vargas killed thousands of people on the borders of Jabasan.

Taryn: We know. Amir said we could not do anything because he did not crossed the borders.

Juma: Yes. Wel Captain Vargas did not killed those people by himself, He was not actually there.

Taryn: He sended some men. I already know about this.

Juma: (serious) He did not just send some men, Taryn. He sended one man. Just one.

Taryn: One man slaughtered thousands of people?

Juma: Yes. They call him Al Jazaar.

Taryn: (shocked) The Butcher.

Juma: That is correct. He got that name after he fought an entire army by himself. Cut of their heads, arms, legs. Blood was everywhere… There was-

Taryn: I get it.

Juma The merchant did not want to tell me more, but his brother said that Al Jazaar was signalated here. In Jabasan. Most highly to kill people. You and the Sultan. Your children.

Taryn: I am not afraid Juma. The palace is highly secured. There are guards everywhere.

Juma: One advise, my queen. Do not underastimate this man. He is fast, dark and very quiet. You won't see him coming until he gets you. Kills you in a blink of an eye. He could be already here, in the palace.

Taryn: Thank you for the concern Juma. I will let the guards know to be extra careful. You are a good friend.

Juma: Thank you, my Sultana.