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humanveil:

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He remembers those vanished years. As though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.

IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE (2000) dir. Wong Kar-wai.

mylittleredgirl:

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mylittleredgirl:

okay tumblr’s exclusion from the twitter social media ban list is hilarious but genuinely we do not belong on there. if a real human person asks “where can i find you on social media” and your choice is a swift death or revealing your tumblr, most of us would simply expire. half of y’all change urls every week like you’re in witness protection. just imagine for one second attaching your wholeass government name to your latest two am clownposting and tell me that didn’t send a cold chill down your spine. the only place i ever want to see the words “connect with me on tumblr!” is on the ao3 profile of an author i’m actively stalking. anyone in the world can follow me except anyone i personally know. antisocial media.

fully obsessed with the people in the notes who are like “i don’t know what y’all are worried about 🙄 i simply curate an entire dummy tumblr account connected to a different email address where i reblog a regular stream of cute animals and aesthetic pictures of old buildings and then give that url out instead” like they’re maintaining a deep cover identity for a cold war spy. completely normal behavior.

a funny thing about this being one of my more popular posts is that in all truth i DO tell people out loud that i’m on tumblr, and the myth that this site is dead is so pervasive that it absolutely does not matter. i can say “i have a tumblr” present tense, or “i am going home after work tonight to spend a ridiculous amount of time on tumblr,” or even “here is a direct link to a post on my personal tumblr blog, that i made just now today about a currently happening event,” and they’re like “wow i remember hearing about tumblr. how many years ago is this from?” it quite simply will not sink in. great news for the “i do not wish to be perceived” crowd we are actually comically impervious to it.

gael-garcia:

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Identikit (aka The Driver’s Seat, 1974), dir. Giuseppe Patroni Griffi

boobieteriat:

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The whole world continues to buy Israel’s spy tech and weapons, funding genocide while pretending to care about peace.

gael-garcia:

gael-garcia:

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“I can’t live! My whole life’s purpose became to have a home.”

No Other Land (2024 🇵🇸 Basel Adra, Yuval Abraham, Hamdan Ballal, Rachel Szor)

sorry to quote Yuval Abraham but Hamdan Ballal was beaten by settlers and seems to have been abducted by the IOF

A group of settlers just lynched Hamdan Ballal, co director of our film no other land. They beat him and he has injuries in his head and stomach, bleeding. Soldiers invaded the ambulance he called, and took him. No sign of him since.  — Yuval Abraham יובל אברהם (@yuval_abraham) March 24, 2025ALT
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update from Basel Adra:

I’m standing with Karam, Hamdan’s 7 year old son, near the blood of Hamdan’s in his house, after settlers lynched him. Hamdan, co-director of our film No Other Land, is still missing after soldiers abducted him, injured and bleeding. This is how they erase Masafer Yatta.

Update from Basel Adra:

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basilaladraa: Hamdan has been released and is currently in the hospital in Hebron receiving treatment. He was beaten by soldiers and settlers all over his body. The soldiers left him blindfolded and handcuffed throughout of military base last night.

phobic-human:

The grandson of Nelson Mandela, Zwelivelile Mandela, chanting “Viva Hamas” at Yemen’s conference for Palestine today.

tc