Hashem Hashem, director and actor in “Forty Stones from the Ruins of Suburbia.” (Credit: Hashem Hashem)
In a Lebanon beset by constant political, economic and military instability, death is a familiar presence. It spreads like a plague, suffocating any attempt at respite. Losses multiply, superimpose themselves and pile up like bodies hastily buried in mass graves, without farewells, rites or prayers. There's no room for grief. Our countries are collapsing one after the other, and with them our homes, memories, loved ones and cherished possessions. This is no longer a time for mourning but for survival: a perpetual flight in the face of war machines and the implacable capitalist mechanics that crush ambitions and transform daily life into a desperate race for a few bucks.Yet injunctions to well-being are multiplying: psychologists, influencers and life coaches urge us to walk in nature, breathe deeply and think positively. But how can...
In a Lebanon beset by constant political, economic and military instability, death is a familiar presence. It spreads like a plague, suffocating any attempt at respite. Losses multiply, superimpose themselves and pile up like bodies hastily buried in mass graves, without farewells, rites or prayers. There's no room for grief. Our countries are collapsing one after the other, and with them our homes, memories, loved ones and cherished possessions. This is no longer a time for mourning but for survival: a perpetual flight in the face of war machines and the implacable capitalist mechanics that crush ambitions and transform daily life into a desperate race for a few bucks.Yet injunctions to well-being are multiplying: psychologists, influencers and life coaches urge us to walk in nature, breathe deeply and think positively. But how...
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