As soon as it calms down a little, it erupts again, like a volcano that has no security, its sparks flying everywhere, determining outcomes and fates, and granting itself the right to seize the property of others, without batting an eyelid.

Gaza, like Greenland, the Panama Canal and Canada, are all within a stone’s throw of the dreams of the real estate developer who seeks to profit from the incitement, by redrawing borders and transferring peoples, as if they were illegal immigrants in the “Empire of Big Brother.”

The gluttonous man's stomach, as vast as it is, cannot digest all that whets its appetite for swallowing, in a world where maps and squares flow over each other, just as his saliva flows and his tongue licks a hamburger meal.

The "no urgency speech" did not hold up for long in the face of the real estate developer's lust for possession, after sweeping away the residents and removing the rubble from the crime of the century, in a move aimed at removing evidence from the crime scene and turning the page on the genocide instead of compensating the victim for what happened to her, making amends for her harm and rebuilding her homes.

Bypassing all international resolutions, throughout the years of conflict, the money man returned to reduce the issue to a real estate deal that would bring him imaginary profits, through demographic displacement of the huge human mass, without it having the right to return.

They are the impudence and madness that possess the one who returns to his first path, in an updated version that is hostile to reason and logic, and pushes the threatened peoples to their difficult existential choices to confront him, with the vulgarity of his language, and from zero distance, no matter the cost... for homelands are like the thorns of the thorn bush without them.