Chen Chi-kwan (陳其寬)

"i'm mr sterling's right hand arm. man." is to say: i am the unutterable wisdom that precedes and gives rise to verbal understanding.

"i'm mr sterling everything" is to say: i am the undifferentiated matrix through which the phenomenon of "mr sterling" is apprehended.

"his confidant. his best friend. his silly rabbit." is to say: the unity of the two, differentiated and undifferentiated, quiescence and clarity, produces a third which is motion, who then goes on reproduce itself indefinitely.

"does he call you that? no." is to say: the name which can be spoken is not the eternal name.

Hello, I won't take much of your time. I'll just say that we can no longer bear all this hunger, siege, and death. We're truly exhausted. I've written dozens of posts since my Tumblr debut. Many have supported and helped me, but many have also been opposed and abused by ruthless, unscrupulous, and Zionist people. I came to say: If any of you can help in any way, whether by donating, sharing, or anything else, please help us. We are being torn apart by hunger. And when I say torn apart, hunger is truly tearing us apart. I want a normal life with water, electricity, and food. I want to live in peace and sleep without fear. You can help me now by finding the scarce and expensive food. I hope the crossing will open soon so I can escape the horrors of war. So, I'm here to ask for your help. Follow my blog, share this post, and donate to me. Sorry for the inconvenience and thank you for your time.

This is my donation link if you are able please donate and thank you

Sinéad O’Connor, December 8, 1966 – July 26, 2023.

1992 photo by Jane Bown.

I officially inform you that we have run out of flour and no food is available. Within two days, the flour may run out completely in the Gaza Strip.

We do not have flour and it is expensive because the occupation prevents its entry.

Donate to save our lives from famine.

don’t forget that it’s your life. it’s not school’s life, it’s not work’s life, it’s not your family or your partner’s life—it’s perpetually your life, for better or worse. what do you want from this life? forget happy, what motivates you to live? why are you here?

first name mckenna. last name terence. if the ten strip isnt perforated there is no need to tear it. four dried grams later im more rooted than a carrot. four hits later and i'm baked like bread in paris. i no longer recognize my parents

Begin Anew.  Leave This Ruin Behind.

Omg what if I was completely free isn’t that cute