Open minded old school & digital artist, ai lover and seller. Sencire believer in humanity and people
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And paused my investment of energy to my redbubble, for now I will focus more on writing. When new inspiration will come I will let you know, but I just felt that this is not me. It was a cute phase of escapism... But the reason I needed to sell was because I payed for nightcafe.art....
And if I just exist, money is not that interesting for me. I just want to make others happy and to have kind empathetic friendships beyond my little well known world for me... ππΊοΈππ
for anyone thatβs having a bad day, here are pictures of animals sniffing flowers
https://www.science.org/content/article/jews-and-arabs-share-recent-ancestry
In our humanity most traumatized usually most traumatize. Look at all the traumatized nations of the world - the more you are a victim and a witness the more you are traumatized. The more you get used to traumas - you less pay attention to pain of others, and even for you pain. This leads to more and more mutual pain. The only way for healing to our society is to heal our collective ptsd. It is hard, because that means meeting the dark sides of our own. Thatmeans healing and meeting our wounds by daring to feel all the spectrum of emotions. Otherwise too traumatized souls will seek only more and more power, ravange and destruction. Because when our soul feels powerless destructed and madly insulted... We might cast it on the next in line. Our responsibility is to be the change we want to see. To not assume we are good people just because of anything... Rather to look with highest credibility and honest authenticity and find all those parts in ourselves. Through the healing of individuals societies heal. Be part of this process with me, let's take personal responsibility β€οΈ
https://youtu.be/1bzJBwpvCkk?si=69IytMzL5pdMYSK4
coming soon in redbubble... Stay tuned πππ€π₯
https://www.Queueka.redbubble.com
Soon in redbubble...
Stay tuned...
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https://www.Queueka.redbubble.com
The painting, is complete :3
this anxiety attack will pass.
you will breathe easily, stop feeling your heart pounding to be freed, no longer feel like youβre drowning. you will feel enough peace to remember why youβre alive.
To my cute dear babyπ€π₯
(via βRoyal Baby Panther with Rose Crownβ Magnet for Sale by Queueka)
Colombia confirmed the first case of an albino ocelot, after carrying out genetic tests on a feline with white fur and red eyes.Β
The ocelot was found as a kitten, weighing just 440 grams, in the rural zone of Amalfi and was first thought to be a puma jaguarundi.
Medellinβs Conservation Park undertook genetic testing on the animal, concluding it was actually a leopardus pardalis, a native species of ocelot that is found all across the Americas.
"There is a crack in everything that is how the light comes in" Leonard Cohen β€οΈπ―οΈπ
I commented to the original post with few of nightcafe.art creations I have done from the depths of my previous depression. There are more... But I don't want to put too much at once... If you like them let me know, your encouragement means a lot to me. It gives me tbe strength to keep sharing β€οΈπ₯Ή
Isabelle Young. Ocean Space. October 2021
Both men and women need a trusted space where their souls are safe to be openly vulnerable in. Only true connections derive from, and are sustained through, this mutual emotional intimacy.
Grammar+fine tuning βΊοΈπ€πβ€οΈ
Once upon a time, in an enchanted kingdom, there was a mosquito that carried West Nile fever. This mosquito bit a wealthy man and a poor one, a Jew and an Arab, a white person and a black person, women and men, heterosexual cisgender and LGBTQ+ individuals. The story tells how people created protective barriers and divisions between themselves, but nature, in the form of the mosquito, pierced through these barriers and showed how easily something from each of them could seep into the other, revealing how arbitrary and temporary all these defenses and boundaries truly were.
The king of the kingdom ordered the mosquito to be locked in a golden cage and asked the wisest person in the kingdom, a little girl who understood the language of all animals, to talk to the mosquito. The girl listened to the mosquito's story and told the king the moral lesson that the mosquito had taught. Instead of punishing the mosquito, they made it an important minister in the kingdom. The royal physician healed the mosquito, and the kingdom's scientists transformed it into a beautiful prince.
The prince married the girl when she became old enough. She was the only one who saw the wisdom in the simple mosquito that had only come to sting. To everyone's surprise, as they did not know enough about science, it turned out that the mosquito was actually female. So, the wise girl ended up marrying a mosquito princess who loved to wear princes' clothes. The two of them lived happily ever after, a bit distanced from all other humans who were unwilling to give up the barriers and divisions that separated them.
When the people discovered that the mosquito was female and had married a woman, they wanted to punish her. However, the girl, who was once a wise child, ran away with the mosquito princess to the mountains. There, they lived happily, far from people's eyes and the fears that drove society. They listened to animals, studied life principles with them, trying to deeply understand their languages. Over the years, they published scientific papers that were meant to bring human society closer to their compassionate worldview, which looked broadly at life as one intertwined woven fabric.
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Once upon a time, in an enchanted kingdom, there was a mosquito that carried the West Nile fever. This mosquito bit a wealthy man and a poor one, a Jew and an Arab, a white person and a black person, women and men, hetro cisgenders and LGBTQ+ individuals. The story tells how people created protective barriers and divisions between themselves, but nature, in the form of the mosquito, pierced through these barriers and showed how easily something from each of them could seep into the other, revealing how arbitrary and temporary all these defenses and boundaries truly were.The king of the kingdom ordered the mosquito to be locked in a golden cage and asked the wisest person in the kingdom, a little girl who understood the language of all animals, to talk to the mosquito. The girl listened to the mosquito's story and told the king the moral lesson that the mosquito had taught. Instead of punishing the mosquito, they made it an important minister in the kingdom. The royal physician healed the mosquito, and the kingdom's scientists transformed it into a beautiful prince. The prince married the girl when she became old enough. She was the only one who saw the wisdom in the simple mosquito that had only come to sting.To everyone's surprise, as they did not know enough about science, it turned out that the mosquito was actually a female mosquito. So, the wise girl ended up marrying a mosquito princess who loved to wear princes' clothes. The two of them lived happily ever after, far away from all other humans who were unwilling to give up the barriers and divisions that separated them.When the people discovered that the mosquito was a female who had married a woman, they wanted to punish her. However, the girl, who was once a wise child, ran away with the mosquito princess to the mountains. There, they lived happily, far from people's eyes and the fears that drove society. They talked to animals, studied them, and understood their language. Over the years, they published scientific papers that brought human society closer to their broad worldview.
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Once upon a time, in an enchanted kingdom, there was a mosquito that carried the West Nile fever. This mosquito bit a wealthy man and a poor one, a Jew and an Arab, a white person and a black person, women and men, hetro cisgenders and LGBTQ+ individuals. The story tells how people created protective barriers and divisions between themselves, but nature, in the form of the mosquito, pierced through these barriers and showed how easily something from each of them could seep into the other, revealing how arbitrary and temporary all these defenses and boundaries truly were.The king of the kingdom ordered the mosquito to be locked in a golden cage and asked the wisest person in the kingdom, a little girl who understood the language of all animals, to talk to the mosquito. The girl listened to the mosquito's story and told the king the moral lesson that the mosquito had taught. Instead of punishing the mosquito, they made it an important minister in the kingdom. The royal physician healed the mosquito, and the kingdom's scientists transformed it into a beautiful prince. The prince married the girl when she became old enough. She was the only one who saw the wisdom in the simple mosquito that had only come to sting.To everyone's surprise, as they did not know enough about science, it turned out that the mosquito was actually a female mosquito. So, the wise girl ended up marrying a mosquito princess who loved to wear princes' clothes. The two of them lived happily ever after, far away from all other humans who were unwilling to give up the barriers and divisions that separated them.When the people discovered that the mosquito was a female who had married a woman, they wanted to punish her. However, the girl, who was once a wise child, ran away with the mosquito princess to the mountains. There, they lived happily, far from people's eyes and the fears that drove society. They talked to animals, studied them, and understood their language. Over the years, they published scientific papers that brought human society closer to their broad worldview.
Possible ai interpretation, maybe I will use it as inspiration for my own drawing latter?
Once upon a time, in an enchanted kingdom, there was a mosquito that carried the West Nile fever. This mosquito bit a wealthy man and a poor one, a Jew and an Arab, a white person and a black person, women and men, hetro cisgenders and LGBTQ+ individuals. The story tells how people created protective barriers and divisions between themselves, but nature, in the form of the mosquito, pierced through these barriers and showed how easily something from each of them could seep into the other, revealing how arbitrary and temporary all these defenses and boundaries truly were.The king of the kingdom ordered the mosquito to be locked in a golden cage and asked the wisest person in the kingdom, a little girl who understood the language of all animals, to talk to the mosquito. The girl listened to the mosquito's story and told the king the moral lesson that the mosquito had taught. Instead of punishing the mosquito, they made it an important minister in the kingdom. The royal physician healed the mosquito, and the kingdom's scientists transformed it into a beautiful prince. The prince married the girl when she became old enough. She was the only one who saw the wisdom in the simple mosquito that had only come to sting.To everyone's surprise, as they did not know enough about science, it turned out that the mosquito was actually a female mosquito. So, the wise girl ended up marrying a mosquito princess who loved to wear princes' clothes. The two of them lived happily ever after, far away from all other humans who were unwilling to give up the barriers and divisions that separated them.When the people discovered that the mosquito was a female who had married a woman, they wanted to punish her. However, the girl, who was once a wise child, ran away with the mosquito princess to the mountains. There, they lived happily, far from people's eyes and the fears that drove society. They talked to animals, studied them, and understood their language. Over the years, they published scientific papers that brought human society closer to their broad worldview.
Once upon a time, in an enchanted kingdom, there was a mosquito that carried West Nile fever. This mosquito bit a wealthy man and a poor one, a Jew and an Arab, a white person and a black person, women and men, heterosexual cisgender and LGBTQ+ individuals. The story tells how people created protective barriers and divisions between themselves, but nature, in the form of the mosquito, pierced through these barriers and showed how easily something from each of them could seep into the other, revealing how arbitrary and temporary all these defenses and boundaries truly were.
The king of the kingdom ordered the mosquito to be locked in a golden cage and asked the wisest person in the kingdom, a little girl who understood the language of all animals, to talk to the mosquito. The girl listened to the mosquito's story and told the king the moral lesson that the mosquito had taught. Instead of punishing the mosquito, they made it an important minister in the kingdom. The royal physician healed the mosquito, and the kingdom's scientists transformed it into a beautiful prince.
The prince married the girl when she became old enough. She was the only one who saw the wisdom in the simple mosquito that had only come to sting. To everyone's surprise, as they did not know enough about science, it turned out that the mosquito was actually female. So, the wise girl ended up marrying a mosquito princess who loved to wear princes' clothes. The two of them lived happily ever after, a bit distanced from all other humans who were unwilling to give up the barriers and divisions that separated them.
When the people discovered that the mosquito was female and had married a woman, they wanted to punish her. However, the girl, who was once a wise child, ran away with the mosquito princess to the mountains. There, they lived happily, far from people's eyes and the fears that drove society. They listened to animals, studied life principles with them, trying to deeply understand their languages. Over the years, they published scientific papers that were meant to bring human society closer to their compassionate worldview, which looked broadly at life as one intertwined woven fabric.
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Content Warning: Mentions of violence and historical atrocities
For too long, people from the outside have romanticized the Israeli-Palestinian conflict as a gladiatorial arena, a reality show, or a competition of values. By romanticizing victimhood and choosing sides, you allow governments and dictators to stay in power. Your inconsistent support, favoring one side's victimhood over the other, makes it impossible for those of us, both Jews and Arabs, who want to live in peace to actually achieve that goal.
The West and East have chosen politicians on both sides who oppress the weak, buy warfare from them, and lack empathy. Yet for centuries, Jews and Arabs lived together peacefully in many areas, and there are still those among us who have never stopped hoping for that reality, even in the face of atrocities like the Nakba, Sabra and Shatila and many other horrendous crimes to the one side and bus bombings, rape crimes, and the horrific events of October 7th, where Jewish Arab supporters were slaughtered and burned alive on the other. Brainwashed-hurting-people are hurting people. By dehumanizing each side for its barbaric acts you leave them lonely and hurting, which leads to more extremism.
We are all being brainwashed, and as time goes on, more Jews and Arabs are losing hope, allowing pain and hatred to consume us, and enabling the rise of fanatic politicians who further fuel this cycle. But we are all just people who want to live. If the East and West truly wanted us to find a solution, they would invest in mutual education and acknowledgment of each nation's pain, helping us learn about our shared Semitic Abrahamic roots, rather than selling both of us more weapons.
Many Arabs in Israel-Palestine are not just our cousins, but our sisters and brothers. Not all Jews fled when the Romans came; some of them became Christian and then Muslim. Some of them are the Palestinians of today! And the other part is our closest cousins. Our DNA is so similar; there are no closer ethnicities in the world. The world plays savior while pushing us to fight harder, funding narratives of hate and promoting xenophobia and antisemitism on both sides.
We are all children of the same God, the last remaining Semitic peoples. Please, world, support new leadership on both sides! Invest in peace, not war. Give the Jews and Arabs who want peace a chance to achieve it. Strengthen us, and give the next generations of Semites a chance to live with dignity, compassion, respect, and mutual love.
Since the British Mandate pitted us against each other, as they did in India and Pakistan and so many other places, where colonial empires left the people to fight each other - "proving" the "barbarity of the locals" in comparison to the supremacy of the colonials, the biggest world powers have used our conflict to prove their own strength, choosing a side as if we were gladiators in a ring. Please, stop this game of money, power, and manipulation. No one should have to die anymore. Life is already too short! Palestinians and Israelis should be free together, from this war, from these separative beliefs, from the hatred, to live and move freely, to marry each other freely. To have one shared government that represents us all equally with dignity - with no more brainwashing and separation. This is what I pray for. No occupation nor any slaughter or rape of any kind. We should not fall into traps; if all people open their eyes, politicians lose their power. With the help of decent, honest allies from the world, this is achievable, slowly but surely. This should be the reality. Where all kids know both languages in an Arab-Jewish state, celebrating together, growing and then aging together with the deepest respect for all the mutual and all the unique, beautiful differences. Looking into Arabs' eyes, I see the eyes of my family members. You are not that different. I want peace with you .
The Girl Who Became an Olive Tree
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who loved the world and all its creatures with every fiber of her being. Her heart overflowed with compassion and empathy for every living thing. She felt the joy and pain of others as if they were her own, and she yearned to make a difference, to bring comfort and healing to those in need.
As she grew older, the weight of the world's sorrows began to bear down upon her slender shoulders. She witnessed the suffering of people and animals, the destruction of nature, and the endless conflicts that tore communities apart. Her tender heart, so full of love and concern, felt each wound as if it were inflicted upon her own soul.
Despite her best efforts to spread kindness and light, the young girl found herself overwhelmed by the magnitude of the world's troubles. The more she tried to help, the more she felt the pain of others seeping into her very core. Her once vibrant spirit began to dim, and her steps grew heavy with the burden of empathy.
One day, as she sat beneath an ancient olive tree, seeking solace from the chaos that surrounded her, a profound realization took root in her mind. She understood that the tree, with its gnarled trunk and reaching branches, stood tall and strong amidst the turmoil of the world. It did not involve itself in the affairs of others, but simply existed, growing slowly and steadily, deepening its roots into the earth.
In that moment, the girl made a decision. She would become like the olive tree, distancing herself from the cares of the world and focusing inward on her own growth. She closed her eyes and felt her body transform, her limbs lengthening and hardening into branches, her skin roughening into bark. She became the tree, standing firm and unmoving, no longer buffeted by the winds of sorrow and strife.
"A tree remains a tree," she said. "It doesn't experience everything. It's not to blame for anything. It's planted in the earth and stands still, deepening its roots..."But what she didn't know was that even as a tree, she never stopped feeling. Deep within her woody core, the love and compassion that had always defined her continued to pulse like sap through her veins. She may have taken the form of a tree, but her essence remained unchanged.
Only at night would she awaken and go swimming in the Mediterranean Sea. She was half girl, half tree, until she met a boy with the purest heart in the world. In the full moon, one could see that his heart's radiance was stronger than the moon itself. His innocent, wise, and kind-hearted gaze penetrated her eyes, allowing her to emerge from the self-imposed spell of defense and consider returning to life.
But instead of encouraging her to leave her tree form behind, he joined her as a tree by her side. They intertwined together into the biggest and strongest olive tree in the world, providing shade and solace for all. Upon its branches, countless peace doves cooed together, dispersing olive branches as all over the world.
Then, the laughter of children was heard from all directions, and a blend of languages woven together in delicate beauty, creating a stunning velvet ocean of coexistence. And the mighty intertwined olive tree? Stood at the center of it all, spreading love and empathy and gifting shadow and most delicious olives to the whole world till the very this day.
Part 13: π§©π‘
Deep within the kelp forest, Ren discovers an ancient puzzle door, blocking the entrance to the oasis. Using his problem-solving abilities, he deciphers the complex mechanism and unlocks the door. As it opens, a blinding light engulfs him, revealing the breathtaking oasis. π² #HiddenParadise
Part 14: ππ₯
The oasis is filled with healing plants and crystal-clear waters. Ren gathers the necessary resources and rushes back to his family. Using the medicinal plants, he tends to his father's wounds, slowly nursing him back to health. π©Ί #HealingOasis
Part 15: π‘π
With his father on the mend, Ren leads his family to the safety of the oasis. They begin to rebuild their lives, with Ren using his artistic skills to create a new home. The oasis becomes a thriving community, with Ren as its humble leader. π¨βπ©βπ§βπ¦ #NewBeginnings
Part 16: π¨π
One day, as Ren is painting a mural of their journey, his father surprises him with a heartfelt apology. He acknowledges Ren's bravery and unique talents, expressing his pride in his son. Ren, overwhelmed with emotion, finally believes in himself. π€ #SelfAcceptance
Part 17: πͺ¨π
Tragedy strikes when an unexpected tremor shakes the oasis. A massive rock falls from the ceiling, hurtling towards Ren's father. In a split second, Ren leaps in front of his father, using his tail to push him out of harm's way. The rock crashes onto Ren's back, leaving him gravely injured. π’ #SelfSacrifice
Part 18: π¦β€οΈ
Ren, now paralyzed and confined to his bed, is surrounded by his loving family and the community he saved. They share stories of his bravery and compassion, celebrating the unique super fox he became. Ren, though unable to paint, finds solace in the love and appreciation of those around him. His tale becomes a legend, inspiring generations to come. ππ« #UnderwaterLegend
Part 1: π¦π¨
In a vibrant underwater world, Renard (or Ren for short), the sea fox, is born into a family of legendary artists. Despite having no limbs, he dreams of creating masterpieces. But his attempts to paint with his tail and teeth are met with laughter and mockery. Feeling defeated, Ren abandons his dreams, just like everyone abandoned him. π
Thank you Council of Muslims Against Antisemitism.
I do hate that people assume all Muslims are extremists like Hamas and IRGC.