Afrasianet - Mohamed Nabil Kabha - I have never been a historical burden on anyone, or a geographical space bordered by a rock or an electric fence, but rather an ontological rooting in the face of erasure, and a philosophical idea that jumps above the walls of politics and the walls of geography to define the identity of the nation and shape its unifying essence.
It hurts me to steal my keffiyeh, mess with my kitchen, distort my dance, and wipe out my city. It hurts me to falsify my name, to obliterate my identity, and to demolish my mosque, without a single person moving among you!
Do you feel sorry for the spilling of my blood every day on the news tape? Didn't the periodic production of death move any conscience in you? Isn't it ashamed of you that the bride of your Arabism has become just a naked life, raped and killed every day without it being considered a crime, even in the eyes of the murderer?
The moments of opening the blessed Al-Aqsa Mosque after a 40-day closure at the beginning of April 2026.
"Stripping my victim of her human qualities, and turning her into a mere number that is recorded daily without any pricking of conscience, is a complex philosophical problem related to the vulgarity of evil"
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My continued death is no longer a natural fate, but a cold and planned technological industry, but what bothers me is not the sanctity of my blood that is spilled on your newscasts, but the moral death of the nation, which I can only interpret as a death proclamation of the global collective conscience.
I am dear to my fall from your calculations, and I am dear to the fact that my victim in Gaza lives in a state of absurdity. It pains me to write about my blood with my oppressed ink in the face of fictitious entities that I once thought were my brothers and my family.
Today, I stand on my feet to dismantle civilization and expose humanity with the lie of so-called "human rights", "existential justice" and "the right to life". It was never a civilized document, but a barbaric document, and what happened around Gaza's open wound testifies to your human and civilizational futility, which is a moral existential fall in the face of a barbaric burden wrapped in a lie.
Stripping my victim of her human qualities, and turning her into a mere number that is recorded daily without any pricking of conscience, is a complex philosophical problem related to the vulgarity of evil. How could it not, and it is still a passing local event in your eyes, but in my eyes it is an earthquake that strikes at the foundations of the nation's human and moral philosophy!
I am writing to you not with ink, but with the cries of children and the tears of the bereaved. Have you forgotten who I am? I am Palestine.
I am not a passing station, I am the inevitable destiny of the planet, and as long as there is a child who calls out my name, a gypsy who loves my details, a writer who preserves my history, and a resister who carries my land, I will not die! I will not die. This is the first message for generations in understanding the "philosophy of steadfastness", for the battle over my land is the battle of coexistence over the path of the Mustafa and the house of Christ.
"Palestine will remain the open wound that bears witness to the sterility of this nation and the surrender of its spirit before the people, and before the Lord of the people."
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In conclusion..
I stand before you as the voice of history and as the guardian of Arab and Islamic identity, in order to get out of this existential impasse, which requires exposing the Western claim to monopolize hypocritical "moral professorship" and false "universal humanitarian" values, and building a new cosmic era that restores to the human soul its absolute sanctity and sanctity, and to the human self its pride, honor and solid dignity.
I would like to inform you that my freedom is a divine necessity and not a gift from anyone, but who is the one who will write the historic document in the conquest of Palestine and receive the honor of liberating it?
God Almighty is the Most High and the Knower, and until the time comes, Palestine will remain the open wound that bears witness to the sterility of this nation and the surrender of its spirit before the people, and before the Lord of the people.
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