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… I came to realize that everything, particularly something as intimate as a meal, is a reflection of both a place’s history and its present political and military circumstances. In fact, the meal is where you can least escape the realities of a nation’s situation. People tend to be less guarded and more frank (particularly when alcohol is involved). What you are eating is always the end of a very long story—and often an ingenious but delicious answer to some very complicated problems.
Anthony Bourdain (via stannisbaratheon)
Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and on your body. You take something with you. Hopefully, you leave something good behind.
Anthony Bourdain, No Reservations (via larmoyante)
Move. As far as you can, as much as you can. Across the ocean, or simply across the river. Walk in someone else’s shoes or at least eat their food. Open your mind, get off the couch, move.
Anthony Bourdain (via durianquotes)
superhanallah:

At least it brought out some unity

superhanallah:

At least it brought out some unity

abdelrahmanm:

Abu Dharr (ra) reported that he asked the Prophet (saw), “O Messenger of Allah, which Masjid was built first on earth”? The Prophet (saw) replied, “The Sacred Masjid of Makkah”.
Abu Dharr (r) then asked, “Which was next”? The Prophet (saw) said, “Masjid Al-Aqsa”.
It seems that there is either mass confusion or a concerted effort regarding convincing Muslims that Masjid Al Aqsa is only the Dome of The Rock (Golden Dome, famous picture shows up when you search anything Palestinian). THIS is Masjid Al Aqsa, the 3rd of the holy mosques, the first qiblah of the believers, the venue where the Prophet [saw] ascended to the heavens, where he led the prophets of God in prayer.
This is our heritage. We need to learn about, connect, and develop love for it. May Allah free His House from the terrible neighbors that are currently abusing it, and allow us all to visit freely.

abdelrahmanm:

Abu Dharr (ra) reported that he asked the Prophet (saw), “O Messenger of Allah, which Masjid was built first on earth”? The Prophet (saw) replied, “The Sacred Masjid of Makkah”.

Abu Dharr (r) then asked, “Which was next”? The Prophet (saw) said, “Masjid Al-Aqsa”.

It seems that there is either mass confusion or a concerted effort regarding convincing Muslims that Masjid Al Aqsa is only the Dome of The Rock (Golden Dome, famous picture shows up when you search anything Palestinian). THIS is Masjid Al Aqsa, the 3rd of the holy mosques, the first qiblah of the believers, the venue where the Prophet [saw] ascended to the heavens, where he led the prophets of God in prayer.

This is our heritage. We need to learn about, connect, and develop love for it. May Allah free His House from the terrible neighbors that are currently abusing it, and allow us all to visit freely.

They call us now.
Before they drop the bombs.
The phone rings
and someone who knows my first name
calls and says in perfect Arabic
“This is David.”
And in my stupor of sonic booms and glass shattering symphonies
still smashing around in my head
I think “Do I know any Davids in Gaza?”
They call us now to say
Run.
You have 58 seconds from the end of this message.
Your house is next.
They think of it as some kind of war time courtesy.
It doesn’t matter that
there is nowhere to run to.
It means nothing that the borders are closed
and your papers are worthless
and mark you only for a life sentence
in this prison by the sea
and the alleyways are narrow
and there are more human lives
packed one against the other
more than any other place on earth
Just run.
We aren’t trying to kill you.
It doesn’t matter that
you can’t call us back to tell us
the people we claim to want aren’t in your house
that there’s no one here
except you and your children
who were cheering for Argentina
sharing the last loaf of bread for this week
counting candles left in case the power goes out.
It doesn’t matter that you have children.
You live in the wrong place
and now is your chance to run
to nowhere.
It doesn’t matter
that 58 seconds isn’t long enough
to find your wedding album
or your son’s favorite blanket
or your daughter’s almost completed college application
or your shoes
or to gather everyone in the house.
It doesn’t matter what you had planned.
It doesn’t matter who you are
Prove you’re human.
Prove you stand on two legs.
Run.
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