Very happy threesome 😉 in China Om det så var falskt, er det et morsomt foto.

IDF soldier says: “We are going to erase Gaza. Send them to Libya or we murder them all.” He even admits to shooting missiles from Gaza to make excuses for Israel to bomb Gaza. https://x.com/Jvnior/status/2054224170469236915?s=20 Peter Daou 1949. NINETEEN FORTY NINE. And it continues today. Evil that defies human comprehension. Unimaginable acts of cruelty, depravity, monstrosity, and savagery, particularly against women and children. And world 'leaders' still do nothing to stop it. Amjad Masad This has been going on for 80 years, and heavily documented. The NYTimes finally scraped together enough integrity to publish something. x.com/nickkristof/st… https://x.com/peterdaou/status/2054200538737103002?s=20

En fælles standard er vigtig for SoMe. Hvofor er det vigtig? Det er vigtigt, så vi alle kan være på den udbyder der taler til vores behov (især det visuelle), men ikke udelukker os fra at følge familie, venner og bekendte. Eft). Det skal samtidig være uden behovet for profiler på flere SoMe services. Denne og meningspunktet forsøger lidt at fange de samme klientel i min optik.

Peter Haagen Sørensen Isräelsk avis: Opgør med zionismen er påkrævet. Dansk debat : Zionismen ud af København er kode for jagt på jøder. https://x.com/JensHaagen/status/2052453434071138788?s=20 Israeli journalist Gideon Levy: ‘How dare someone call Israel the only democracy in the Middle East when in its backyard there is one of the most cruel, brutal tyrannies in the world. How can you do it? Can you be half pregnant? Can you be half democratic?’ https://x.com/GUnderground_TV/status/2052454446920356172?s=20

Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time. If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me! If only I am sensitive, subtle, oh, delicate, a winged gift! If only, most lovely of all, I yield myself and am borrowed By the fine, fine wind that takes its course through the chaos of the world Like a fine, an exquisite chisel, a wedge-blade inserted; If only I am keen and hard like the sheer tip of a wedge Driven by invisible blows, The rock will split, we shall come at the wonder, we shall find the Hesperides. Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul, I would be a good fountain, a good well-head, Would blur no whisper, spoil no expression. What is the knocking? What is the knocking at the door in the night? It is somebody wants to do us harm. No, no, it is the three strange angels. Admit them, admit them (D.H. Lawrence - Song of a Man Who Has Come Through)

Intet har ændret sig siden 1948. Desværre. David Miller: ‘They massacred Arab babies’ Headline in the Sydney Daily Telegraph, 1948. This passage stands out: Jews saw their opportunity. Men of the army of Zion attacked Deir Yassin at 10 a.m. that day. They easily overcame the opposition. They killed 20 Arab defenders, and entered the village, tossing grenades into houses. They killed old men, women, and children with bayonets. For three hours the slaughter went on. Babies were killed in front of their mothers. Mothers’ throats were slit. Some were beheaded. A group of men and women—some of the women obviously pregnant—were lined up and shot. The bloodlusting Jewish soldiery desecrated the bodies of pregnant mothers with knives. When they had murdered 264 villagers, the Jews called a halt. They rounded up four truckloads of survivors of all ages and both sexes, tossed the bodies of the dead into the village well, and drove off with the survivors. The victorious Jews drove the survivors through Jewish areas as exhibits of victory while Jews spat upon them. The parade continued, with breaks, for two days. ——————- Every Zionist accusation is a confession. Zionism is Jewish supremacism. The bloodlust is baked in. https://x.com/Tracking_Power/status/2051564062631133564?s=20

<b>Russ Ballard "There's something going on"</b> - De fleste kender nummeret med ABBAs Frida. Men meget få kender originalen og manden der skrev den - Russ Ballard. Russ Ballard har et imponerende sangskriver CV bag sig. Russ Ballard er en af dem hvor alle har hørt hans sange, men som få egentlig kender af navn. Der er en anden fantastisk sangskriver der er ligesådan ham uploader jeg noget en anden gang/senere. Nogle gange er kopien bare bedre end originalen, og det er i Russ Ballards tilfælde sandt, ikke at Russ Ballard ikke er god som solo - men når hans sange kommer i hænderne på andre artister, så sker der bare noget magisk. Jeg vil råde dem der evt. læser med her, til at give Russ Ballard et godt lyt. Han har lavet en røvfuld fede albums igennem tiden. Nævner bare lige en lille håndfuld numre han har skrevet. - Since you've been gone (Rainbow) -I surrender (Rainbow) - New York groove (Hello/Ace Frehley) - In the night (Solo/Ace Frehley) - God gave Rock and roll to you (Argent/KISS) - So you win again (Hot Chocolate) - Winning (Santana) Kig her for en mere detaljeret liste : https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_songs_recorded_written_and_produced_by_Russ_Ballard# Han har også leveret et par sange til den famøse "Miami Vice" serie (Voices og In the night). PS. Det er kun videoen der er lavet med AI - musikken er fra før AI. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=la-ULIgRA6g&list=RDla-ULIgRA6g&start_radio=1

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound’s the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. (Robert Frost)

<b>John Lennon "Working class hero"</b> - En ufattelig stærk tekst, som kun John Lennon kunne skrive dem. "As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all 'Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool 'Til you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they've tortured and scared you for 20 odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function, you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion, and sex, and T.V. And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero well just follow me If you want to be a hero well just follow me " https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ve-mANenpC4&list=RDVe-mANenpC4&start_radio=1

The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. (Robert Frost)