Another reason to mourn the normalization of a surveillance society lies in the link between sexual privacy and other kinds of psychological liberation.

A smoldering grief.

what is it they say about grief? denial, sadness, anger? here comes the anger... aaaagggghhhh!!!!!

رحل والد الجميع

Funk is silence.

Is Sadness a Disease?

And that's when Nneka gets into what she calls her funk.

My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.

My soul is weary with sorrow strengthen me according to your word.

Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! My heart is faint within me.

Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.

My soul melteth for heaviness strengthen thou me according unto thy word.

When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.

I'm grieving, as are at least 16 million other people around me.

Sorrow is better than laughter for by the sadness of the face the heart is made good.

But because I have told you these things, sorrow has filled your heart.

Sorrow is better than laughter for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better.

But because I have said these things unto you, sorrow hath filled your heart.

Blinded with grief and rage, the US would exact a terrible revenge.

Estekana sums up his feelings of sadness in a poetic manner, saying في مساء غريب

I lost my sympathy towards them and the guilt I felt wondering whether there was something we could do to prevent them from becoming crazier. They became our enemies. I had very little ability left to grieve.

These brutal attacks extend beyond personal grief and national condemnation.

Unknown reason

For without cause they have hidden their net in a pit for me. Without cause they have dug a pit for my soul.

For without cause have they hid for me their net in a pit, which without cause they have digged for my soul.

Racism and injustice and violence sweep our world, bringing a tragic harvest of heartache and death.

As I was working through that mourning process, I was amazed that I didn't want to see anybody.

It is agonizing for America to lose our young men and women.

That is our world, filled with details of happiness and sadness, pain and hope, love and separation, and longing.

We are deeply saddened by the loss of activist Renen Raz, who passed away today of illness.

The first relief of that sorrow proceeded from the threatening of a greater, the Prince being so ill of a fever.

When he rose up from his prayer, he came to the disciples, and found them sleeping because of grief,

And when he rose up from prayer, and was come to his disciples, he found them sleeping for sorrow,

We share the grief expressed about the tragic loss of those two leaders.

And there's a reason.

That is why he got angry.

That is why he got angry.

I understood the reason for this.

Why is she angry?

Why are they angry?

Why are they angry?

There's another reason.

Without them saying anything, we were choked by our tears.

I listened with some perplexity, and even real sadness, to the two statements made by Mr. Cović.

Because in the long run, I think there is no reason, no practical reason for newspapers to survive.