Patience, patience; One day, I will get through and out with the paperwork and obtain my one-way ticket flight and out I will be gone from this shithole. In a heartbeat, I will hand over my old passport at the Israeli border so we can take care of it by burning it to the ground. In the mean time, let me just complain some more—baruch Hashem.

People had accuse me in the past of being unstable but rightly failed so to realise that settling stable on the same level was never of my purpose; “lol,” and neither never was I, nor will I ever beat on your level.

As a small child I believed the teachers saying that everyone is equal, and I thought, “Blend me in!” But that was a lie; and as I grew up I could fly and see over their shoulders the stars having their own planets.