โ€ข humanity โ€ข boundaries โ€ข AuADHD โ€ข INFJ โ€ข empath โ€ข lyricist โ€ข kitchen alchemist โ€ข OSINT sleuth โ€ข truth seeker โ€ข rabbit hole excavator โ€ข

Melbourne, Victoria
Joined September 2023
1/ ๐Ÿงต THE ESCANOR FILES: WHO IS โ€œSIR ESCANORโ€? Iโ€™ve been quietly researching the real-world identity of the self proclaimed โ€œHopium Slayerโ€ for some time. There is a specific person whose documented history overlaps with details Escanor has publicly provided about himself: George Chryssanthopoulos. Greek-Canadian. Quebec. Approximately the same age. And, eventually, Playa del Carmen/Solidaridad, Mexico. That name also comes with a rather interesting documented history in Montreal. But before anyone races ahead: I am not stating that Escanor is George Chryssanthopoulos. Not yet. This thread is going to separate three things very carefully: ๐Ÿ”น what Escanor has publicly said about himself ๐Ÿ”น what public records establish about George Chryssanthopoulos ๐Ÿ”น where those two trails intersect Some of those intersections are remarkably specific. But circumstantial evidence is still circumstantial evidence, and an extremely unusual name is not an identity document. So this is not going to be a โ€œtrust me broโ€ exposรฉ. Shall we?โ€ฆ
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Tonight, we are making, and devouring, Casarecce alla Norma Cremosa, ร  la Mademoiselle Shorty! A little Sicilian inspiration, a little Shorty improvisation. Rich, velvety tomato sauce, golden eggplant, garlic, chilli, olives, baby spinach, freshly shaved Parmesan, basil from my garden, and a luxurious little swirl of cream. Finished with feta, sliced spring onions, and fresh cracked black pepper. And enough for three generous dinners. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday. Sorted!
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Grow baby, grow! ๐Ÿ…
Tomorrow is graduation day! ๐ŸŒฑThese overcrowded babies are getting their own individual teenager pots, and hence, plenty of room to growwwwww ๐Ÿฅน Heirloom tomatoes, we are GO! ๐Ÿ…
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We have wisteria babies ๐Ÿฅน Playing the lonnnnng game with these beauties, 7 - 10 years before theyโ€™re likely to bloom. Here for it ๐Ÿ’œ
Just planted 7 glorious wisteria seeds that I collected earlier this year. They were soaking in a little water in a glass on the windowsill, for a week, to get the germination process started ๐ŸŒฑ See the beginnings along the top? Donโ€™t mind my dirty nails, I also just potted up 40 heirloom tomato seedlings, from seeds I gathered myself ๐Ÿฅฐ
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Jerusalem in Two Eyes By Palestinian poet Rashid Hussein (1936โ€“1977) In New York, thousands of miles from Palestine, the poet Rashid Hussein encountered a Palestinian woman undergoing treatment for her eyes in hospital. It was June 1967, and news had arrived of Israel's occupation of East Jerusalem. From the meeting of these two experiences, a woman's struggle to recover her sight and a homeland's loss of its beloved city, Hussein composed one of his most poignant poems, Jerusalem in Two Eyes. Hussein himself introduced the poem with these words: โ€œIn New York, a Palestinian sister was in hospital receiving treatment for her eyes. And the fall of Jerusalem on the fifth of June. And this poem.โ€ Born in the Palestinian village of Musmus in 1936, Rashid Hussein was a poet, journalist, teacher and an influential voice in Palestinian resistance literature. His poetry expressed the experiences of Palestinians living under Israeli military rule, the pain of dispossession and the enduring attachment to their homeland. He left Palestine for the United States in the 1960s and died tragically in a fire in his New York apartment in February 1977, aged just 40. Jerusalem in Two Eyes was published in March 1969, on page 28 of the Beirut literary magazine Al-Adab, founded by Suhail Idris, in an issue devoted to Palestinian resistance and the fedayeen revolution. What makes this poem so moving is the way Hussein transforms the colour of a woman's eyes into the living geography of Palestine. Within them, he sees palm trees and grapevines, his mother's patience, his father's orchards, the mountains, the harvest and the threshing floors. He sees Jerusalem not simply as a city under occupation, but as an inseparable part of Palestinian memory, family and identity. Years later, in a recording dated 1986, Bahraini artist Salman Zeman gave the poem a musical voice, carrying Hussein's words beyond the printed page. Today, I am sharing the original 1969 publication, Salman Zeman's musical interpretation and my own illustrated tribute to this beautiful work. Jerusalem in Two Eyes Rashid Hussein, 1969 English translation The colour of your eyes is palm trees, The colour of your eyes is grapevines, The colour of your eyes, like my love for Jerusalem, Is precious, a thousand times precious. And patient is the colour of your eyes, like my mother, And sorrowful, like my plains, And stubborn, like my mountains. The colour of your eyes is my father planting apples And figs, And saying: โ€œPlant! For what you plant will become our children.โ€ And singing: โ€œO nights! O nights!โ€ The colour of your eyes is Saladin, Without his men, And the torment of your eyes is the torment Of men who are men in name alone. The colour of your eyes is a harvest, The colour of your eyes is threshing floors, The colour of your eyes is peace, Through which my homeland travels. And brief is the colour of your eyes, like my life, And wounded, like my poetry, And long, like my imprisonment. The colour of your eyes is doves and eagles In my imagination. Original poem: Rashid Hussein, Al-Adab, March 1969, p. 28. Musical interpretation: Salman Zeman, composition and vocals, recording dated 1986.
"ููŠ ู†ูŠูˆูŠูˆุฑูƒ ูˆุฃุฎุช ูู„ุณุทูŠู†ูŠุฉ ููŠ ุงู„ู…ุณุชุดูู‰ ู„ุนู„ุงุฌ ุนูŠู†ูŠู‡ุง ูˆุณู‚ูˆุท ุงู„ู‚ุฏุณ ููŠ ุงู„ุฎุงู…ุณ ู…ู† ุญุฒูŠุฑุงู† ูˆู‡ุฐู‡ ุงู„ู‚ุตูŠุฏุฉ" ู…ู‚ุฏู…ุฉ ุฑุงุดุฏ ุญุณูŠู† ู„ู‚ุตูŠุฏุชู‡ " ุงู„ู‚ุฏุณ ููŠ ุนูŠู†ูŠู† "ูˆุงู„ุชูŠ ู†ุดุฑู‡ุง ุณู‡ูŠู„ ุฃุฏุฑูŠุณ ููŠ ู…ุฌู„ุฉ ุงู„ุฃุฏุงุจ ุนุงู… 1969 ููŠ ุนุฏุฏ ุญู…ู„ ุนู†ูˆุงู† : " ุงู„ุซูˆุฑุฉ ุงู„ูุฏุงุฆูŠุฉ" . - ุงู„ุชุณุฌูŠู„ ุงู„ุบู†ุงุฆูŠ ุจุตูˆุช ุงู„ูู†ุงู† ุณู„ู…ุงู† ุฒูŠู…ุงู† ุนุงู… 1986
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Make the truth great again. No more lies. ๐ŸŽญ #missshortymusic
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Painting titled "Unconditional Playdate" by Palestinian (Canada) artist Dalia Elcharbini.
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Sobbing. Actual tears. Apparently Iโ€™m a culinary menace now. ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ Tonightโ€™s casual little act of French extravagance: ๐Ÿฅ Le Feuilletรฉ de Mademoiselle Shorty Chicken, chicken liver, porcini and mushroom feuilletรฉ in gloriously golden puff pastry. โฑ๏ธ 240 min prep | 80 min cooking | 25 min resting ๐Ÿ… Chutney de Tomates et dโ€™Oignons Caramรฉlisรฉs Because apparently I make my own relish now. โฑ๏ธ 2 hours ๐ŸŠ Chutney de Pamplemousse Rose et Gingembre A ridiculously fabulous grapefruit, ginger and caramelised onion chutney. โฑ๏ธ 90 min ๐Ÿฅฌ Salade Verte ร  la Franรงaise Something green to maintain the illusion of restraint. โฑ๏ธ 10 min All homemade. No conventional oven. Just an Aldi airfryer, a gas stovetop and the AUDACITY. ๐Ÿ’… I DIDNโ€™T KNOW I HAD THIS LEVEL OF CULINARY NONSENSE IN ME. ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ Somebody alert the French. ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท
Babe wake up, Iโ€™ve just committed another act of culinary extravagance. ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿผโ€๐Ÿณ
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Babe wake up, Iโ€™ve just committed another act of culinary extravagance. ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿผโ€๐Ÿณ
Sometimes, you do a thing. Itโ€™s a thing youโ€™ve never done beforeโ€ฆ You have an idea, a vision. You donโ€™t have a name for it, but you decide to try your hand at it, and see where it goes. So you buy some chicken thighs, chicken livers, mushrooms, dried porcini and puff pastry. You raid the herb garden, get a little carried away with the brandy, and spend a rainy Sunday afternoon pottering around the kitchen. Somewhere along the way, you discover youโ€™ve made mushroom duxelles, a chicken farce, and something resembling a French pรขtรฉ en croรปte. Duxelles, for the uninitiated (myself included, until today), is a classic French preparation of finely chopped mushrooms, onions or shallots, and butter, cooked slowly until almost all the moisture evaporates. Intensely savoury, beautifully concentrated, and apparently something Iโ€™ve been making without knowing it had a fancy French name. ๐Ÿ˜‚ I even made little pastry leaves. Because apparently thatโ€™s who I am now. And then you open the airfryer and see what youโ€™ve made. Iโ€™m 51 years old, and I still get ridiculously excited about learning something new. Especially when it involves butter. Anyway. Look what I made. ๐Ÿฅนโค๏ธ
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Itโ€™s totally cool if you want to vote with your fingers and unfollow me. Just know, imma unfollow you too, as soon as I work it out. Obviously, it works both ways. Go for it. We cool. Youโ€™ll thank me later ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿป
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Sometimes, you do a thing. Itโ€™s a thing youโ€™ve never done beforeโ€ฆ You have an idea, a vision. You donโ€™t have a name for it, but you decide to try your hand at it, and see where it goes. So you buy some chicken thighs, chicken livers, mushrooms, dried porcini and puff pastry. You raid the herb garden, get a little carried away with the brandy, and spend a rainy Sunday afternoon pottering around the kitchen. Somewhere along the way, you discover youโ€™ve made mushroom duxelles, a chicken farce, and something resembling a French pรขtรฉ en croรปte. Duxelles, for the uninitiated (myself included, until today), is a classic French preparation of finely chopped mushrooms, onions or shallots, and butter, cooked slowly until almost all the moisture evaporates. Intensely savoury, beautifully concentrated, and apparently something Iโ€™ve been making without knowing it had a fancy French name. ๐Ÿ˜‚ I even made little pastry leaves. Because apparently thatโ€™s who I am now. And then you open the airfryer and see what youโ€™ve made. Iโ€™m 51 years old, and I still get ridiculously excited about learning something new. Especially when it involves butter. Anyway. Look what I made. ๐Ÿฅนโค๏ธ
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Petits Sablรฉs Dorรฉs au Sirop de Citron ๐Ÿ‹โœจ Little Golden Butter Biscuits with Lemon Syrup. Trรจs chic. Trรจs dรฉlicieux. Maison Miss Shorty, Pรขtisserie Artisanale. ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ทโค๏ธ
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I really believe that Jimmy AKA AuntieDeb realised that Barry J Lewis was mentally unstable and obsessed with Nan and saw that as an opportunity that he could weaponise the mentally ill Barry J Lewis against Nan Gallagher, Jimmy has always had a deep seeded hate against Nan.
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Note to Australians: There are too many of us for them to catch us all. If you're worried about the law eventually catching up with you, don't share swastikas or literal Nazi memes. They may still get you, but maybe they won't throw the book at you. Be smart.
An Australian mother is facing up to five years in jail after being raided by police and charged for allegedly reposting X videos and images containing Nazi symbols. The videos allegedly included archival footage of Nazi Germany showing swastikas. noticer.news/aussie-mum-naziโ€ฆ
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Omgggg Iโ€™m so excited to get in the kitchen on this glorious, rainy Sunday! ๐Ÿซ 
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I donโ€™t care what ANYONE says, @mattrife is THE MOST feel good, equal opportunity comedian on the planet. And the hottest. Fight me.
โ€œThatโ€™s not mine!โ€ โ€œI know itโ€™s not yours. SIT DOWN.โ€ ๐Ÿ˜‚ ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ โค๏ธMatt Rifeโค๏ธ
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The devil is in the detail. Bad faith actors, they come here to derail Gossamer threads are woven through the chaos The tapestry of truth will enrich you or betray us. Gentle grace and mercy Wrinkles are where the shadows lie Make the truth great again When all they do is lie Good and benevolence Evil and malevolence Now, who are we to put karma on the clock? Nightmare eternity Landslide serenity Noticing, awakening, perpetual shock. Can you feel it? Are you reeling? When is enough going to be enough? Revolution. And dissidence. Or talmudvision and living in the silence? Quiet. Or loud. Cowering? Or proudโ€ฆ. Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhh ohh ohhh ohhhh What the fuck are we doing here? No ohhhhh, no ohhh ohhhh Are we bigger than our fear? Indoctrination, itโ€™s so fucking easy. Marching to the beat of the music they wrote for us Goodness gracious, are we just cowards? Or do we find our goddamn feet? Salvation Humanity Procrastinationโ€™s not our destiny! Courage And truth Itโ€™s now or never I believe in youuuuu! Gentle grace and mercy Where the shadows hide Make the truth great again Strip virtue from the lies Good and benevolence Evil and malevolence Now, who are we to put karma on the clock? Nightmare eternity Landslide serenity Noticing, awakening, perpetual shock. Gentle grace and mercy Wrinkles are where the shadows lie Make the truth great again When all they do is lie Gentle grace and mercy Where the shadows hide Make the truth great again Strip the virtue from the lies No more lies
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