boom - doja cat

I mourn peace and freedom. I mourn checks and balances, and the democratic consensus. I mourn every innocent victim of war—every child, every dream crushed by every tyrant. How could I not? How can you not?

Being pro-people and pro-peace isn’t being anti-anyone, it’s refusing to let pain justify cruelty. I love my Jewish friends, but I also mourn the moral consensus we once called “Never Again.” Because safety matters—yours, mine, theirs, ours. Everyone’s safety matters… That’s why my heart can’t stop singing and praying for world peace. I’m not anti-anyone. I’m anti-dehumanization. My hope is that the Jewish story can end in healing, not repetition. 

I can’t help but hope… because I believe we can protect each other without inflicting new wounds. Empathy isn’t a zero-sum game; it’s what makes us human! It’s what helps us survive and thrive as one earthly, democratic tribe. In fact, empathy is the ultimate weapon against evil! That is exactly why those who cannot feel it try to divide and conquer by calling empathy weak or dangerous.

Simone Weil wrote: “Imaginary evil is romantic; real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren.” So when I hear friends glorify revenge to justify genocide, I weep… as if trauma could explain violence because it gives despair a proud story; as if moral drama, fueled by hubris, could heal the multigenerational void of helplessness left by past and future trauma. When a pacifist says “no more heroes, no more villains, just humans,” it’s treated as a threat, as if “you’re with us or against us” were unquestionable truth. 

But Nietzsche warned that those who fight monsters must be careful not to become them, and Hannah Arendt reminded us that fear of being a victim can make us accept the role of the oppressor. Real humanism doesn’t erase trauma, it transcends it! Pacifism isn’t naïve; it’s a radical commitment to ending the cycle of identification with force. 

Winning means grounding ourselves in moral coherence. Life is sacred. It’s not about picking sides between nations (or parties)… it’s about choosing compassion over cruelty. Sigh. 

And so well now, of course, I wrote yet another song—another “Letter to My Friend,” about Never Again. 💌

—
@bananasutra – Lyrics: “Letter to My Friend”

Hey love, 
I’ve been thinkin’, the air’s gone strange.
We built a bridge, but fear made the range. 
When did caring turn into crime? 
Since when did heartbeats choose a side in time?

You think my tears forgot their tribe, 
But pain’s one language, that’s the vibe. 
If I cry for Gaza, do I leave you dry? 
Or can both our ghosts learn to sigh and fly?

I’m not your enemy, babe, I’m the echo that remains. 
Every love I add don’t steal your chains. 
Peace ain’t a prize that one can win; 
It’s a wound that heals when we let it begin. 
Oh, Bananasutra sings again…

Your roots run deep in haunted clay, 
I feel that tremor every day. 
But if walls keep empathy out of sight, 
Ain’t we just living in longer nights?

You guard your story like sacred wine, 
But I sip my sorrow... it tastes like thine. 
Can’t “never again” be a door, not a wall? 
Must one rise so another can fall?

I’m not your rival, love, I’m the ache that understands, 
Two trembling souls with open hands. 
My heart don’t subtract when it starts to expand; 
It multiplies truth in foreign lands.

Pain is pain; it don’t wear flags. 
It needs no borders, no tags. 
Fear’s a thief, babe, it steals our sight, 
Makes day look wrong and wrong look right.

Would you rather win, or rather heal? 
Would you rather numb, or rather feel? 
If trust could hum a new refrain, 
Would you hear my note through your pain?

I’m not against you, I’m just against cruel. 
Love ain’t a weapon; it’s the rebel’s rule. 
Let’s rewrite Never Again for all, 
’Cause peace built on pride’s just another wall.

So hey, my friend, come dance instead? 
We’ll sing for the living, not just the dead. 
Bananasutra’s heart don’t bend, 
It blooms, it breaks, it mends. 🪽


[28] Letter to My Friend (Never Again) • GROWsutra Jazzy Hop Storyteller LOFI 03

a lil song she sang on one of her instagram lives.

i wish u were gay - billie eilish

l y r i c c


(hook)

sjfhjsfuhkdjhashifiueskjdna

(verse1)

Bitch wanna roast me 
Cuz I got a xbox one 
I don’t even have no games
all I play is gta
My nigga got Franklin dick
Livin in a franklin crib 
I’ma get frank lil bitch 
Why you on my frank like this 
Bitch I’m annual flossing 
VVS
Yeah I play animal crossing 
Gamecube, 3DS
I aint ever been poor 
Used to play sims 4
Put a lil wall round niggas 
Take the door off trap em in the swimmin pool 


I don’t play fortnite fuck that 
Chun li when I street Fight 
Bust back 
You aint got combos whats that 
Rock bitches on mortal kombat 
It’s tricky to rock a rhyme 
Merk bitches on ssx 
Leave bitches all bald like Seeiah 
Mic check em like test test test 
I remember my downward spiral 
Back when I was playin Spyro 
When I never went out n lied low 
Way before my lil ass went viral 

 Super smash bros 
You so ass though 
Prolly pick Kirby 
So you don’t get smashed on!

SHAKE THAT ASS HOE

(verse2)

MASTER OF MY CRAFT NEVER PLAYED MINECRAFT 
LOOK HOW MY MIND CRAFTS THINGS 
BE ON MY HALO TINGS 
LOOK AT MY SONIC RINGS 
AHOOGA DON’T PUSH ME 
I HADOUKEN 
HEAR THE “TOASTY”? 
DONKEY KONG WHEN HE DRUM ON THAT PUSSY 
I DON’T PLAY BUT I SURE AINT NO ROOKIE
STEAL A NIGGA LIKE A BANDIT, BOO 
THEN SPEND EVERY PENNY OF HIS BANDS AND LOOT 
NOW SHE THINK THAT IM THE DEVIL LIKE A BANDICOOT 
WAWAWAWAWAWA WHAT U WANNA DO? 

(hook)

jisekfhuamkuwycgihfewjknanacd

thats not cheating if i wasnt with yo ass -doja cat (UNRELEASED)

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