Column Basman Elderawi
In between
Life is a lot like a porn industry. It turns you on. To somehow it can entertain you. You have better chances with money and power. Size and shape do matter. It imposes many fake excitation, expectations and images. One privilege for porn industry over life is that it’s a less racist environment where many people of colors enjoy the same pleasure of the physical art of love.
In life I always feel in between, between love and hate for my beloved Gaza. Between in and out in my homeland. Between two guys inside my head. Between two opposite questions. One might claim that, who wouldn’t be lying down in between? Is it one life entertaining like a love lies between two bodies?
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You can survive another day in this world, you just need to be patient, a voice whispered in one ear. Was it god’s voice? Another whisper in my other ear, the only way to survive is to go fast, life doesn’t wait, look back at your grandfather, he used to run, go, pick and eat.
Stuck again in between. Seems like I used to since ages and it will be always the same. I was in between my mother’s womb walls and now between the walls of life, maybe this is what is life about and maybe I have to take as a one turning on moment. Maybe life is always in between, in between the details and your heart choose one side between them.
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Anyway, I got a cool idea that might help, help the two guys inside the head, the two voices to relax and find a dealing point. Maybe it is just a gentle reminder that my brain stuck between my ears. I put my headphones, choose a song from between, turn it on and go for a little walk.
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