I can't wait for the day where Netanjahu just vanishes and I know for sure he is gone for good. Like, no chances to mess up this country any more...

I know it reduces everything to a single person and the problem is systemic. But right now, this is how it looks and feels like.

A single maniac on a mission since before Rabins' death

Does it seem like the most reasonable thing to do is to move to Canada?

On paper, Canada seems to be the better democracy of the two. And if you tell me that in 50 years, some areas that ar currently cheap to buy land in would be perfect in Canada, everything speaks for it...

And the while Arabic world is pretty sour about these decisions. I don't think that this was a good move, for anyone involved

Spoons! That's one heck of a roller coaster but it sounds like you got out with year head above the water (and with a new superpower!)

I don't want to watch the trailer because I never read the book.

My "official" name is "Muad" (or rather Mu3ath) and I have had multiple people refer to me as Muad'Dib, assuming I knew what they were talking about. At some point, I found out it is some character from Dune. Since then I wanted to read it but never managed.

Seeing you all getting so hyper about the tailer suggests that probably all of hubski are Dune fanboys. And when Hubski agrees on something, that has to be hella good.

Apart from knowing that it is sci-fi, and playing Empror battle for Dune when I was young (making the connection later), knowing about huuuuge worms and a desert, I know nothing.

See you after reading it. Please don't spoiler me!

Snakes scare the shit out of me. It took me two attempts to finish watching this video. I could not imagine ever doing head to head with any kind of snake.

So, to see all comments on hubski, I just have to follow everyone?

I have a feeling that I am spread too thin. Too many interests, too many half started projects.

Anyone else with similar issues?

How do you guys deal with that?

Thanks for the suggestion. Will check it out!

Was invited to a burner wedding in Berlin a few weeks ago. It was restricted to 100 guests but apart from that, it was so fun! They booked a half-renovated castle to celebrate and that whole thing was run by the guests (just like a burn). I have my worries that it was not enough battery charge to carry me through the winter, but I take what I get.

I was pushed into doing a "fire show", as in, playing to music, alone, in front of an audience. I was super scared to mess it up, but it turned out super fun.

https://streamable.com/apjkqi

The next stop was then Hamburg to visit some friends that have two particularly cute Japanese dogs. A Shiba-Inu called Bara and a Shikoku called Totoro! Plus, I got to play the same "show" again. This time with more confidence.

That was fun too: https://streamable.com/27fcg4

After three days of drinking and trying out Kratom for the first time, I head to Bremen to visit another group of friends. I was so exhausted by then that I ended up just partying one night and passing the other.

Now the weather flipped completely and I can smell autumn!

It's scary how much these 50-year-old words are still relevant today.

For a split second, I imagined a (now young) Palestinian activist sitting at some show in 50 or 100 years, repeating those same words to a center/left talk show host from Tel Aviv. And the host looking completely puzzled as this guy did.

Thanks for posting this. I went looking for the original (hoping it is in Arabic) just to find out that it is in farsi and that there is a dispute about the above translation. Many farsi speakers prefer the following translation by Kabir Helminski

Darling, the body is a guest house;

every morning someone new arrives.

Don’t say, “O, another weight around my neck!”

or your guest will fly back to nothingness.

Whatever enters your heart is a guest

from the invisible world: entertain it well.

Every day, and every moment, a thought comes

like an honored guest into your heart.

My soul, regard each thought as a person,

for every person’s value is in the thought they hold.

If a sorrowful thought stands in the way,

it is also preparing the way for joy.

It furiously sweeps your house clean,

in order that some new joy may appear from the Source.

It scatters the withered leaves from the bough of the heart,

in order that fresh green leaves might grow.

It uproots the old joy so that

a new joy may enter from Beyond.

Sorrow pulls up the rotten root

that was veiled from sight.

Whatever sorrow takes away or causes the heart to shed,

it puts something better in its place-

especially for one who is certain

that sorrow is the servant of the intuitive.

Without the frown of clouds and lightning,

the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.

Both good and bad luck become guests in your heart:

like planets traveling from sign to sign.

When something transits your sign, adapt yourself,

and be as harmonious as its ruling sign,

so that when it rejoins the Moon,

it will speak kindly to the Lord of the heart.

Whenever sorrow comes again,

meet it with smiles and laughter,

saying, “O my Creator, save me from its harm,

and do not deprive me of its good.

Lord, remind me to be thankful,

let me feel no regret if its benefit passes away.”

And if the pearl is not in sorrow’s hand,

let it go and still be pleased.

Increase your sweet practice.

Your practice will benefit you at another time;

someday your need will be suddenly fulfilled.

Thanks for a new favorite sub! Will have loads of stuff to send to my father (an architect)!