Some love from Morocco

Just a little post to tell that this summer is getting really good. I feel better. No more angst, no more fears. I feel calm and peaceful. I try to stay out of all my activist’s interests even if it’s hard because I need to focus on my little self… It’s not selfish. It’s the right thing to do if I want to be stronger on my action on the world 😉

Much love, readers ❤

 

Lady of Flesh

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Holyday

Hello dear friends!

This is a little message to tell you that I’ll be on holyday from tonight to August the 18th ! I’m going to Morocco and you know what ? I’ll enjoy my time like I never did !

Morocco is beautiful. Morocco is wonderful. I always feel my head ans spirit having some peace when I’m there. Sun. People. Other life. I love that.

The only things that I’ll miss are : obviously my boyfriend, high speed wifi hot spots haha and messaging my friends.

But I’ll have beach everyday, nights out, visiting places and seeing my family there.

To end this blog, I wish you all to have great times this summer ! Enjoy your time, smile everyday and wish the best to everyone so the best can happen to you too =)

Much much love, my friends ❤

Lady of Flesh

FREE ASSANGE || FREE MANNING

Everytime someone looks to be quiet more clever than the average people, we hear bullshit about him. Julian Assange is, in my opinion, a very smart guy, some kind of “real” journalist but I also think that he needed to have the attention of the world on him and with his work on Wikileaks, he had it and we can say it : much more than what he probably expected to have…

Besides this wierd character Mr. Assange is, I’m so freaking admiratng him for having the gots to show the world what was the real goals of the last wars around the world. This is what opened my eyes about USA and most of the European countries. My mother was freaking out when I told her I visisted the Wikileaks’ site as my father asked me to translate him some stuff (my family’s wierd, half revolutionary, half submissive at the authority…).

But Wikileaks and Mr. Assange wouldn’t be anything, I think, without Bradley Manning. This guy is in jail for having downloaded very confidential documents about the US army policies and goals. He, obviously, wanted the world to know… And that’s what happened. The world knows.

But the world doesn’t give a damn fuck about it. Because the world prefers to hear about so-called sexual bullshit about the co-founder of Wikileaks than what’s the point about this site and they people working for it. Yeah, sex is the cure to every illness of this shitty world. Medias show something pretty sensational and with a hint of sexuality and people stop to think and eat that shit.

I’m so sick of this blind world. So sick to feel like my eyes are too open. I can’t close them. I try to see the beautiful everywhere but some shadows are always hiding everywhere. My eyes are not crying anymore. They bleed!

I need to do something, I need to find another way to move things. Since I’ve been hit by cops during a peaceful demonstration, locked in jail and saw my mother so freaking out for me… I just need to find the best way to keep going on tmy way but without being cought for anything.

I need to be way much more smart and fuck this system with its own weapons.

Cheers, Lady of Flesh

Oh, by the way…

FREE ASSANGE

FREE MANNING

FUCK THIS WORLD

AND BUILD A NEW ONE!

Music Night

Music is probably the universal language of this world. You can express everything with sounds. And every sound can express your deepest feelings.

Music used to be such and important thing in my life. I always remembered my parents buying CDs when I was younger. Of course, their favorite music and artists weren’t everytime mine but they helped me to build my own musical taste.

I already talked about Heavy Metal and old tunes. Here are some more recent artists and bands I really love. As you can see, my heart beats on heavy guitar riffs and devil drums…


This first video from Bullet For My Valentine was kinda an anthem for me for a very long time. I was so in love with that song (and basically all the albums from that Welsh Metal band).

I grew up and found my new passion in Metalcore like…

This US Christian (??) Metalcore band from San Diego is definitly my all time favorite. I mean, their music followed me through the years and in a few months I’m about to see them fucking live =D I just can’t wait to realize one of my dream !

If I had to pick another very important song for me… I’d chose this :

Another English band, yeah… BMTH is on my iPod since at least 4 years. And I already saw them live 3 or 4 times, I don’t remember actually but anytime they come back for a show around Brussels, I’m totally in! I never had such a blast like I had with them. Every sho is fucking sick!

I also like woman bands as this AMAZING one…

I don’t think that I have to explain why I love this specific song…

I can continue to talk for ages about every band that I love. But I think you can here see that even if I like old stuff, the new ones are also very interesting to me. I’m not like all those “pure” metalkhead only begging with big old names… I give everyone a chance to seduce my ears ❤

Next time, I’ll talk about mainstream stuff, promise 😉

Cheers, Lady of Flesh

Late night thougts

I can’t sleep. Here is a very nice and so peaceful music video I found on Youtube…

Celtic music used to fascinate me… Here in Brussels, we have a Medieval Market every second weekend of September. We usually find sooooooooooooo much Centic and Irish things from food to clothes, jewelry, music and weapons (sword, shield, armors). I spent my whole 3 days there! It’s organized in a kind of castel at only 10min from my house. I really really really love this Medieval Market and can’t wait to be in September every year, I promise =) Of course, there’s also art exhibition, etc.

Cheers and goodnight, Lady of Flesh

A call to the world… Help me keep believing

I’m thinking about what happened yesterday. I thought about it all day long. I didn’t sleep that much. I feel so lost… I don’t know what to do…

I can’t believe some people agreed with how the police beat us and send our friend to the hospital. I can’t believe people are still believing in that police who’s supposed to protect us from the fascists and extremists. They fucking beat young ant-fascits students because we were just there to say no to ALL the extremists. I mean, how people can allow them to beat their children when we, the children, are trying to awake the fucking world?! How is it just fucking imaginable?!

I heard that the police could complain against all of us for rebellion. We can have from fines to convictions. And this is the usual method that cops use now to turn a victim of police’s violence into guilty of rebellion. I think the cops are over using their power and this is no more their job they’re doing. This is pure repression and violence for the elite.

I’m going to tell you what I did today. I went to the city center of Brussels for some shopping with my sister. First thing, I refused to take any underground public transports. So we stayed outside. Second thing, whenever I saw cops or police cars or heard them, my heart started to beat very quickly and my eyes were looking everywhere to find them. I felt so insecure! I was scared to find those cops behind me trying to get me one more time. I didn’t enjoy my time there. Worst: my sister had to take my fucking hand because she felt me in distress and she tried to calm me down. It works a bit but now, I don’t want to go out unless it’s really necessary.

I’m hopeless now. I feel like the cops are going to win one more time and just have everything for them while we’re all going to feel that anger growing in us. I feel  like I’m so fucked and maybe, this whole “revolution” thing is just a lie, a fucking toy the 1% of this world made to let us play with as they keep sucking our blood, sweat, tears and money out of us. I feel like my energy is already empty and none in this world really wants to move and change stuff.

I’m hopeless. So hopeless.

I’d like to ask for help but who can help us? Who can help me? My faith in this world exploded yesterday in jail. Everything I saw and heard made me feel bad, worst than what I expected. And the very worst of all is that I don’t know who/what can help me.

Maybe the Anon family could but there’re way much more interesting and useful actions to take that I won’t ask them. The “usual” way of nongovernmental organizations always takes so much time.

I want the cops to know that this time, that was enough. That was the last time. And now, they have to pay. Help me. Please. Help me…

Lady of Flesh

Here are some of the pictures I took. Use them, share them.

Police State / Etat Policier

/!\ ARTICLE EN FRANCAIS JUSTE APRES L’ANGLAIS /!\

Hi, everyone.

This is with a heart full of anger that I’m writing this. I usually use my brain to think about what I say but this time I hope you’ll forgive me to just let my heart speaks freely.

As a freedom fighter, I’m now to a level where any kind of demonstration with a true message for freedom and a better world is a good opportunity to show my support and my thoughts. This is why today, Sunday the 17th of June, I went to an anti-fascist demonstration. We were around 50 young and less young people to speak our voices out loud against a political party which uses another kind of fascism to gain some votes: Muslim extremists called Sharia4Belgium.

Those bunch of assholes (they’re probably about a few tens in Sharia4Belgium) became the master topic of other fascists like Parti Populaire and Nation (radical violent racist militia, by the way). We are going to have some new useless election in Belgium for the local council/government in October. Of course, this is the time where all the same topics come back under the spotlights to gain any kind of votes: insecurity, crisis, ecology and the most popular of them all, let me introduce you to the Muslim topic. Of course they concentrate their forces on the extremists.

Today, I went to a demonstration against the fascist one (from the Parti Populaire, I know, it’s a bit confusing but we are the good, they are the bad). Can you imagine a good demonstration being violently ended by some blind cops to protect the fascists who are yelling their racist slogans outside? Because this is exactly what happened!

We wanted to find the fascists just to show them that we don’t accept them pouring their racist venom in our beautiful city of Brussels! We, the young, don’t want them to split the population to have more sits at the elections! We don’t want them to be there. As simple as a fucking hello!

But something I didn’t really expected (and now I’m sitting here in my bed I’m like “come on, you should have guessed it, that was so obvious”) is the reaction of the cops. Here is what happened, the craziest thing I’ve ever saw and lived.

The cops tried quiet cleverly to put us in the metro/underground station called Throne (Trône) in the center of Brussels. We decided to go to the station (underground, obviously) and cross it to go out on the other side. But, the cops were waiting for us on the opposite side of where we came. They were wearing their mask, helmet, shield and truncheon against pacifist protesters. One of us tried to pass but the cops hit him. Another one came to rescue the first and film the cops but they tried to take his camera and hit him too. This is where everything got totally fucked. The cops charged us INSIDE the station (if anyone felt on the underground way, maybe we would have got more than 3 injured guys) with way too much strength and violence. Their objective was clearly to hit us all. As I said, 3 of us were injured and one of them fainted in the police’s bus because he received a lot of truncheon hits on his head.

We were 25 arrested, 3 wounded, all freaking out and way much more united than before. I think the cops didn’t play that move so cleverly… Indeed the fascists had a pretty nice and sweet demonstration in the streets. For sure, we the freedom and justice fighters are going to have a bit more trouble because of that. But I can assure you that, whatever happens next, we are more awake and more critical against police, Government and Power.

Today, my wrist hurts, I’ve been arrested, my parents were freaking out, my dad is really proud, my mother is really scarred, I found my face on TV and press all over the internet, I’m probably gonna have more trouble but you know what? I’m going to fight way much more now. Because I feel that my freedom of speech has been erased today. I feel that we need to save our societies from fascists (ALL OF THEM BITCHES), corrupted politics and never ever allowed our societies to turn into Police States!! Because I think that today, we experienced a form of police state… in a fucking so-called democratic country!

Thanks for reading, friends. Tonight I can sleep and tomorrow I’ll analyze what happened =)

Cheers, Lady of Flesh

PS: I want to thank all of the people that look after all of us, and I want to thank the 3 girls I was with ^^ That was really nice =p

Salut tout le monde.

C’est avec un cœur rempli de colère que j’écris ceci. D’habitude j’utilise mon cerveau pour penser à ce que je dis mais cette fois-ci, j’espère que vous me pardonnerez de simplement laisser mon cœur s’exprimer librement.

En tant que combattante pour la liberté, je suis arrivée à une niveau où n’importe quel manifestation avec un réel message de liberté et d’un nouveau monde meilleur est une opportunité pour moi de montrer mon soutien et mes convictions. C’est pourquoi aujourd’hui, dimanche 17 juin, je suis allée à une contre-manifestation anti-fasciste. Nous entions une bonne cinquantaine de jeunes et moins jeunes voulant laisser exploser nos voix contre un parti politique qui utilise une certaine forme de fascisme pour gagner des voix : l’extrémisme islamiste appelé Sharia4Belgium.

Cette bande de crétins (ils doivent être quelques dizaines au sein de Sharia4Belgium) sont devenus le sujet principal d’autres fascistes comme le Parti Populaire et Nation (une milice raciste radicale et violente, au passage). Nous allons avoir de nouvelles élections inutiles en Belgique au niveau communal en octobre. Bien entendu, c’est le moment où les mêmes sujets se retrouvent sous les feux des projecteurs afin d’amasser quelques voix en plus : l’insécurité, la crise, l’écologie et le plus populaire (sans mauvais jeu de mots) de tous, laissez-moi vous présenter le sujet des Musulmans. Généralement, ils concentrent leurs forces sur les extrémistes.

Aujourd’hui, je suis allée à une manifestation contre la manifestation des fascistes (celle du Parti Populaire, je sais, c’est confus mais on était les gentils et eux les méchants). Est-ce vous pouvez imaginer une manifestations être violemment stoppée par des flics aveugles afin de protéger les fascistes qui scandaient leurs slogans racistes dehors ? Parce que c’est exactement ce qu’il s’est passé !

Nous voulions retrouver les fascistes afin de leur montrer que nous n’étions pas d’accord qu’ils déversent leur venin raciste dans notre magnifique ville de Bruxelles !  Nous, les jeunes, ne voulons pas qu’ils divisent la population pour avoir plus de sièges aux élections ! Nous ne voulons pas d’eux ici ! Aussi simple qu’un putain de bonjour !

Mais une chose que je n’avais pas prévu (et maintenant que je suis assise dans mon lit je me dis « m’enfin, tu aurais dû t’en douter, c’était tellement évident… ») est la réaction des flics. Voici ce qu’il s’est passé, le truc le plus fou que j’ai jamais vu et vécu.

Les flics ont tenté assez judicieusement de nous pousser dans le métro Trône, au centre de Bruxelles. nous avons décidé d’aller dans la station (sous terre, évidemment) afin de la traverser et de sortir de l’autre côté de la station. Mais les flics nous attendaient de l’autre côté, là où nous voulions sortir. Ils portaient leur masque, casque, bouclier et matraque contre des manifestants pacifistes. L’un d’entre nous a voulu passer à travers le groupe de flics mais ils l’ont frappé sans crier gare. Un autre d’entre nous est allé à son secours et a tenté de filmé de plus prêt les policiers mais ils ont tenté de lui arracher son appareil et l’ont aussi frappé. C’est ici que tout est parti en vrille. Les flics nous ont chargés DANS la station (si quelqu’un était tombé sur les rails, peut-être aurions-nous eu plus de trois blessés…) avec beaucoup trop de force et de violence. Leur objectif était clairement de tous nous taper dessus. Comme je l’ai dit, trois d’entre nous ont été blessé et l’un de ces blessés a même perdu connaissance dans le car de police car il avait reçu plusieurs coups de matraque à la tête.

Nous avons été 25 arrêtés, 3 blessés, tous choqués et bien plus unis qu’avant. Je ne pense pas que les flics ont bien joué leur coup… En effet, les fascistes ont eu une manifestation assez cool et sympa dans les rues. Évidemment, nous les combattants pour la liberté et la justice allons certainement avoir quelques problèmes après nos arrestations. But je peux vous assurer que, quoi qu’il arrive, nous sommes bien plus éveillés et critique envers la police, le gouvernement et le Pouvoir.

Aujourd’hui, mon poignet me fait mal, j’ai été arrêtée, mes parents ont flippé, mon père est super fier de moi, ma mère est super énervée contre moi, j’ai vu ma tronche à la télé et dans des articles sur le net, je vais peut-être avoir d’autres ennuis mais vous savez quoi ? Je vais me battre encore plus maintenant. Parce que j’ai l’impression que ma liberté d’expression a été bafouée aujourd’hui. J’ai l’impression que qu’il faut sauver nos sociétés des fachos (TOUS !), des politiques corrompus et ne jamais au grand jamais accepter que nos sociétés deviennent des Etat Policier. Parce que je pense qu’aujourd’hui, j’ai goûté à une forme d’Etat Policier… dans un putain de pays démocratique !

Merci, mes amis, d’avoir lu. Ce soir, je ne trouve pas le sommeil et demain, j’analyserai ce qu’il s’est passé =)

Bisous, Lady of Flesh

PS: J’aimerai remercier les personnes qui ont demandé après nous et nous ont soutenu ainsi que les trois filles avec qui j’étais, c’était vraiment sympa ^^