(via moreofamore)
All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.
— Rumi (via moreofamore)
Once a profound truth has been seen, it cannot be ‘unseen’. There’s no ‘going back’ to the person you were. Even if such a possibility did exist… why would you want to?
— David Sim (via moreofamore)
(via moreofamore)
Anything that gets your blood racing is probably worth doing.
— Hunter S. Thompson (via selfinspiration)
(Source: decadentdepraved, via selfinspiration)
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain; and never shut myself up in a numb core of nonfeeling, or stop questioning and criticizing life and take the easy way out. To learn and think: to think and live; to live and learn: this always, with new insight, new understanding, and new love.
— Sylvia Plath (via selfinspiration)
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If you know yourself, then you’ll not be harmed by what is said about you.
— Arab Proverb (via areyouhappyenough)
(Source: tosaviorself, via areyouhappyenough)
Not just any talk is conversation; not any talk raises consciousness. Good conversation has an edge: it opens your eyes to something, quickens your ears. And good conversation reverberates: it keeps on talking in your mind later in the day; the next day, you find yourself still conversing with what was said. That reverberation afterward is the very raising of consciousness; your mind’s been moved. You are at another level with your reflections.
— James Hillman (via shaktilover)
(via descroissants)
I have been stunned by the way Iraq has almost disappeared from public discourse in the US. The way in which the withdrawal narrative was packaged and sold to the American public sealed that fictitious “closure.” The discursive curtain is down (not that it was ever fully up anyway) and there isn’t much to discuss or bother about. The simplistic narrative goes as follows: “We” went there and tried to help build a democracy, but it didn’t work out for x reason. The x, of course, is usually some variation on an Orientalist myth. There is no serious debate about the war and no realization of the extent of its tragic effects on Iraqis and their future. Most importantly, there is no reckoning or recognition of the crime. The collective amnesia is horrendous. The architects of the war publish books and appear on TV shows as if nothing had happened.
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Sinan Antoon, The Barbarian Has to Keep It Real: Interview with Jadaliyya Co-Editor Sinan Antoon
(via abudaii)
This is an extremely important interview. It’s disturbing how Iraq is barely mentioned, and if it is, it’s in a depiction that states that the failure to bring “democracy” was a native error, not America’s. If you still don’t know about this or don’t care to read about this, you’re part of the apathetic crowd. You’re part of the problem.
(via mehreenkasana)
(via pyrexia)
That’s how stories happen – with a turning point, an unexpected twist. There’s only one kind of happiness, but misfortune comes in all shapes and sizes. It’s like Tolstoy said, “Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.
— Haruki Murakami (via selfinspiration)
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