I just want your voice aimed at me again. I want to absorb the direction of your eyes…

We appealed to the conscience of the world. The world has no conscience. We have no one but ourselves.”

The fight. The struggle. The historic destiny. The return of the people. The cause: life therefore having a meaning and shape that eludes the rest of us in the endless wash of ‘What the hell are we doing here?’ In a single day, says an Israeli friend, he experiences events and emotions that would keep a Swede going for a year.

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