within a few days spent in Jerusalem, Israel, and Palestine, a human will experience intensified emotions of every type. From religious fulfillment, to sadness to anger to compassion to frustration. Its all there. I dont know which describe here with the few words and limited time i have. Why did i choose to go to Israel? the two most important reasons are to get in touch with the christian faith within me and to see first hand the conflict between israel and palestine. I can sit here and write about how i got held up for 9 hours at the israeli entry border solely because my parents are Iraqi. Or how all palestinains are treating like sheep by 19 year old female soldiers barking orders at 65 year old men and woman. I can attempt to illustrate the power of Jerusalem and all its holiness. The millions of christians, muslims, and jews that bow to their respective prophets/messiahs/gods only seperated by walls. or i can go into the absolute mistreatment and inhumane conditions of some of the Palestinian territories. How in Khalil there are over 4000 IDF troops defending 150 Israeli settlers that hurl rocks and foul toilet water down at the palestinian market goers. Or how about the fact that every palestinian I came across tried to kill me with love. For its the only weapon they have. The only means of getting people to comprehend their situation.
On my second day in Jerusalem, a few palestinian boys gave me a secret tour of the city. They took me to rooftops that only locals knew about. jumping from rooftop to rooftop Alladin style. That night, I along with a few friends I made at the citadel decided to return for a sunrise experience on one of the rooftops that had an unparalleled panoramic view of the Church of the Holy supulchre, The Western Wall, and the Dome of the Rock. The morning sun brought a unique juxtaposition of the ringing church bells, muslim prayer calls, and the sun illuminating the behemoth Wailing Wall.
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