When I try to dismiss thoughts of escaping this place to which I have belonged for an entire 40 years, by virtue of birth, and then by virtue of its troubles and isolation, and by virtue of dreams, cigarettes, sweat and blood; when I cling to idea of ‘pessimism of the intellect, optimism of the will’, which has been inseparable from me for 20 years; when I choose to favour my humanity before anything and everything; when I try to not to plunge into the mud and sewage of Gaza; then the idea that I am an international citizen in Gaza overwhelms me to the point of obsession, and I try to overcome the insanity of the reality whose revelations manifested themselves with an unparalleled madness, when a year ago in Gaza the sword and ugliness were victorious over every hope for something better. هل لي ؟؟ ليس أمامي سوى ذلك لأعيش فيها و لها غير راكلاً أحلامي أو قاتلا لها بومضة فكرة جريئة أو بقرار متهور . ليس لي إلا أن أحافظ على إنسانيتي وسط هذا الركام من البشاعة.