 We live in a chronic apocalypse, but also in chronic rebirth. I'm coming home full of heartbreak and rage, but also a steady, smoldering hope. Worlds end, but life persists. It evolves. It is changed by the world, and in turn changes the world. The word intifada means shaking off. I watch new life shake off the rubble around it, and I shake with anticipation. L'chaim intifada.