la tristeza esconde ese afán de protagonismo en el que uno es capaz de verse en cada canción, película, rincón y escena cotidiana demostrando que la correlación y la casualidad son dos cosas totalmente distintas

Vaya temardo @lasagnepapi, me he quedado ensimismado open.spotify.com/track/02Js0…

light has gone out of my life

Gaza sigue sin tener suficiente comida para los niños. No dejen de hablar de Gaza.

Porque antes de acabar el año siempre aparece un discazo a contracorriente. @lasagnepapi lo ha hecho. tinyurl.com/4c52r6nx

fuck spotify wrapped, no me habrá salido como principal, pero soy el único oyente mensual de este tío

hace tiempo que abandoné esta red social por motivos políticos, no me equivocaba hoy me he metido a ver qué tal y mi "para ti" es básicamente fascismo y nazismo horrible

It’s out in the real world we’re out celebrating run that shit up 🫡 @jacquesgreene @nosajthing verses gt @LuckyMe stream/buy here l-ky.me/verses-gt Thx for listening

Hoy en nanana... 🎶Gazzi (@lasagnepapi ) abre su trastienda y despieza su canción 'a cova'. 🎛️Electrónica terapéutica, capas y procesos creativos. Mira el video rtve.es/radio/20250905/sala-…

🔴En #nanana inauguramos nuestra 'Sala de despiece' con GAZZI (@lasagnepapi) Nos vamos al lugar donde suele componer para conocer a fondo su canción 'a cova' 🎛️ Puedes verlo en vídeo aquí👇 rtve.es/radio/20250905/sala-…

quiero a mis amigas muchísimo mis amigas son la razón de mi alegría ellas son tan increíbles que hacen que el mundo sea un lugar mejor las amo

por primera vez desde que tengo conciencia estoy disfrutando el verano; me he reconciliado conmigo mismo en tantos aspectos… cuidaros mucho y quereros ♥️♥️♥️

@lasagnepapi te está quedando un álbum muy guapo, un placer ir conociendo canción a canción. En la que llevo tiempo atrapadísimo es esta, por dios vaya temazo nen!!!!! open.spotify.com/track/0SV2D…

jaleo real simplemente pf

new one with @nosajthing out today 'Found' was made at my studio in Montreal almost a year ago to the day. We needed something for our first live show at Mutek that would feel like the temperature in the room changed. Booked a day at Motorbass in Paris a month later to finish it

This is my will and my final message. If these words reach you, know that Israel has succeeded in killing me and silencing my voice. First, peace be upon you and Allah’s mercy and blessings. Allah knows I gave every effort and all my strength to be a support and a voice for my people, ever since I opened my eyes to life in the alleys and streets of the Jabalia refugee camp. My hope was that Allah would extend my life so I could return with my family and loved ones to our original town of occupied Asqalan (Al-Majdal). But Allah’s will came first, and His decree is final. I have lived through pain in all its details, tasted suffering and loss many times, yet I never once hesitated to convey the truth as it is, without distortion or falsification—so that Allah may bear witness against those who stayed silent, those who accepted our killing, those who choked our breath, and whose hearts were unmoved by the scattered remains of our children and women, doing nothing to stop the massacre that our people have faced for more than a year and a half. I entrust you with Palestine—the jewel in the crown of the Muslim world, the heartbeat of every free person in this world. I entrust you with its people, with its wronged and innocent children who never had the time to dream or live in safety and peace. Their pure bodies were crushed under thousands of tons of Israeli bombs and missiles, torn apart and scattered across the walls. I urge you not to let chains silence you, nor borders restrain you. Be bridges toward the liberation of the land and its people, until the sun of dignity and freedom rises over our stolen homeland. I entrust you to take care of my family. I entrust you with my beloved daughter Sham, the light of my eyes, whom I never got the chance to watch grow up as I had dreamed. I entrust you with my dear son Salah, whom I had wished to support and accompany through life until he grew strong enough to carry my burden and continue the mission. I entrust you with my beloved mother, whose blessed prayers brought me to where I am, whose supplications were my fortress and whose light guided my path. I pray that Allah grants her strength and rewards her on my behalf with the best of rewards. I also entrust you with my lifelong companion, my beloved wife, Umm Salah (Bayan), from whom the war separated me for many long days and months. Yet she remained faithful to our bond, steadfast as the trunk of an olive tree that does not bend—patient, trusting in Allah, and carrying the responsibility in my absence with all her strength and faith. I urge you to stand by them, to be their support after Allah Almighty. If I die, I die steadfast upon my principles. I testify before Allah that I am content with His decree, certain of meeting Him, and assured that what is with Allah is better and everlasting. O Allah, accept me among the martyrs, forgive my past and future sins, and make my blood a light that illuminates the path of freedom for my people and my family. Forgive me if I have fallen short, and pray for me with mercy, for I kept my promise and never changed or betrayed it. Do not forget Gaza… And do not forget me in your sincere prayers for forgiveness and acceptance. Anas Jamal Al-Sharif 06.04.2025 This is what our beloved Anas requested to be published upon his martyrdom.

Can you tell us how he died, where, and why?

el mundo es un lugar horrible

y si la nostalgia no es tanto "debí tirar más fotos" si no "ojalá tirar más fotos" buscar en el futuro algo parecido a una sensación que ya dejamos atrás sin la certeza de que pase pero con la tranquilidad de que ya sabes que existe