Je te chercherais par tout, chanque jour , sans succès.

Je commence à croire que tu m’as rejectè.

Comme je n’étais pas si forte.

Perdu, je me sentais.

Quand, soudain, j’ai entendu bruits et sons du vent.

Bruit de la pluie, bruit de la tempête .

Bruits que disaisent : ,,Je t’aime.’’

Ton invitation , J’ai accepté.


Dans le noir .

Dans le noir.

Il faut plonger.

Dans l’ obscurité primitivé et belle.

Tu es, là , cachèe


Tes ténèbres sont délicieuses, tes ténèbres sont heureuses.

Dans tes ténèbres nous sommes tous incorrigibles et satisfaits.

Dans tes ténèbres brille la lumière.

La lumière que m’a emmené loin.

Plus loin que dans mes rêves.




Other political poem

Other political poem

Standing in the corridors.
For the bottle of scotch and lines of coke.
Standing and trading.
With themselves , with ourselves.
Ohh, that sweet yellow nectar and the silver dust.
For their pleasure not for treasure.
Kiss and hail.
Lower lower and then back.
People from the foyers.
Can you feel those shoe soles on you?
While you are yelling: ,,Freedom!.’’
Can you feel them?
Can you smell them?

Bi Pride in Tel Aviv; Quick Account of History

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14456763_1392966194051668_908621670_o “I am not Schrodinger’s cat. I’m not gay when you see me with a woman and I’m not straight when I’m dating a man. I am BISEXUAL and I don’t need you in order to define myself” – Photo by Theresa Leheman

Bi Visibility Day is one of the busiest days of the year for bisexual activists all over the world. For bisexuals in Tel Aviv it was not only a busy day, it was a historical one.

On September 23, Tel Aviv had its first Bisexual Pride Parade, making it one of only two cities worldwide to do so.

Organized by the Bi/Pan/Poly Forum, a group founded by around 18 activists and which recently agreed to join the Israeli National LGBT Task Force, the event began as a parade on some main roads in Tel Aviv and ended in Gan-Mei’r were bisexuals and their allies gathered for speeches by…

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Two candles



Eyes are closed.

 The flames of two candles are the only light.

The light of the future.

A prophet.


A curse or might .

Candles are now eyes.


Green, red and white.


The prophet’s speaking:

,,There’s and there shell be green, red and white.”

,, Blue’ll rule sometimes. Fully never!”

,,Green’s there and cause of the green the soil’ll be covered red.”

,,White’s who we are. Inside.”

,,   Red will cover white. ”

,,Only green. That’s our food, that’s our dream. Freedom and love as well.”

,,Green’s here to stay.”

,, We must obey!”

,, The ruling of the green won’t come soon to an end.”

Candles are now extinguished.

The eyes of the prophet are opened again.

Now the prophet is just man.

The prophet burned out in flames.


Photo credits: Glow/ www.glow.co.uk

The purchase



The price is 50 dreams.

The price is 100 days in prison.

It’s my right to own.

I can give you a lot of papers in various colors.

Let break some laws, let’s destroy some lives, I need to own and call it mine.


Tell me,  how much is this?

Let me see , If I can afford it.


Maybe, I need more destroyed lives and dreams.

Maybe, I need to take more other people’s freedoms.

Maybe, I need more someone’s tears.


What is the worth of this?


The good purchase.




Burn-out is necessary to start over, again

,,Do the best you can until you know better.
Then when you know better, do better.” Maya Angelou

I have not experienced the emotions of guilt , shame or embarrassment related with my activist burn-out.
My own judgment about my own feelings and expectations from those within LGBTIQ local and European movement helped me to reflect better my own work and goals.
I just needed a break.
Withdrawal and introspection are always needed when a very little of value can be accomplished.
Only through letting go the old ideas and concepts and embracing the new can lead to a success.
Sometimes is needed to reevaluate everything you have accomplished and make some cuts from losses allegiance that hold you back from your goals.
Retreat is not a sign of weakness but the sign of strength.
Retreat is not the same as surrender .
When you take a break , you are just regrouping your own forces and allies . That step away from activism, work or any other activity , it is the most important step one can take, before moving forward again.
Isolation of yourself from the community that was built is a crucial move in order understand better your own actions and the actions of the others.
However, the isolation cannot last for a long time because our priorities and goals can be forgotten and our own voice could be lost in silence.
No matter the movement we are in, communities can give us a collective voice but individual voices must not be suffocated for a sake of higher goals.
When you find yourself in environments you do not feel comfortable with, step back becomes an only option.
The step back I did not want to make was a step back from supportive people and friends I made doing activism.
They were and remained to me (and hopefully I to them) my support.
Good relations that are built among the people you met during any kind of work should not be broken easily.
Our everyday is interconnected with many aspects of our lives and does not begins and does not end within communities and activist circles. It does not begin and it does not end with our activist projects and accomplishments.
Our everyday begins and ends with our feelings of happiness and joy, with our feelings of sadness and loneliness.
I became activist because I do care about issues around me. I understood how issues such as inequality, poverty and privilege affect life of people around me and my own life.
It is not possible to care for the others without the care for yourself.
Care for yourself cannot be separated from care for the others.
Comeback to yourself so you can comeback to the others.

No matter on where you are and who you are because people can relay only on people.
You do not have to awaken your life’s purpose to build up relations with people .
You do not have to wear anyone’s shoes or be able to understand someone’s feelings.
The only thing that it takes is to rely on and to allow others to rely on you.
Sounds simple but is the most difficult thing .
To give and to receive back.
As much as much as we are able , never beyond that.
If we give ourselves to something or to someone beyond we are able to, then we become victims.
I believe we are sick the roles of victims and martyrs.
Those roles did not give the solutions in the past.

Activism is about being more humane and nothing more.
Coping between collective and individual humanity.
It is way of living and can hardly be a job!
So, If you are tired , take a break and after the break start over, again.
Start better.

The Warrior

The warrior I want to be!

The warrior I want to kill inside of me!
To see blood and to bleed!
Want war! Want peace!
Release the beast trapped inside of me!
The easiest thing!
Why’s so difficult to tame the animal of your soul?
A human to be but not warrior!
The shivering progress!
Will it ever happen?
Inside of us
Inside of me.
The warrior I don’t want to be!
I want to be!

Practice of humanity!