"Ancient city in ruins." Oulata, Mauritania.
poisondartwolf replied to your post “It’s early March and sweltering. I keep thinking ‘it’s hot and I’m…”
/sends you our snow
Much appreciated, thank you :3
It’s early March and sweltering. I keep thinking ‘it’s hot and I’m damp all over why is this what is causing this malfunction OH RIGHT’ and then going back to what I was doing and then thinking ‘that brown box. other people would turn that on. hmm. I am not other people and I haven’t used it since last October do I want to find out if it’s stinky and risk a hot smelly humid room no not really’ back to what I was doing. It’s a good thing I live alone. I hate A.C. but in a few months I will have to at least turn it on occasionally in order to stay diurnal.
i do not understand this liberal obsession with nonviolent resistance, but neither do i understand this leftist glorification of armed resistance. we do not bear arms in struggle because we’re too hot headed to give peace a chance as liberals think, but neither do we bear arms because it is cool to do so. armed resistance isn’t fun, it is not sexy like deeq says, it’s about survival. there is nothing glamorous about violent struggle when you and the people you love are in danger and the country you are from is on fire.
— Maya Angelou (via o8x)
Chinese Opera Studio Portraits
Space Devil and The Last Warrior, vintage sci-fi from Egypt. The books are only about three inches square - you could easily put them in a pocket - and the pages yellow as onion skin.
Utopia, armarium codicum bibliophilorum, Cairo · 1723
"According to the colophon at the end of the Gospel of John, this copy was completed by Ibrāhīm ibn Būluṣ ibn Dāwūd al-Ḥalabī in Cairo. It is written in a clear nasḫī script; the illustrations, provided by the Aleppo illustrator and icon-painter Ğirğis bin Ḥanāniyā, portray the four Evangelists, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, as well as 43 scenes from the life of Jesus. The Arabic title, "This book is the holy, pure Gospel and the illuminating, shining Light", is given at the end of the Gospel of John. "
Scene inside the new government printing plant in Kabul on June 9, 1966, which houses Kabul Times.
Two Chinese Opera perfomers wait backstage at the Jui Sai Yai temple on February 25, 2014 in Bangkok, Thailand. (Borja Sanchez-Trillo/Getty Images)
Etchings for Jorge Luis Borges Library of Babel
“Like all men of the Library, in my younger days I traveled; I have journeyed in quest of a book, perhaps the catalog of catalogs. Now that my eyes can hardly make out what I myself have written, I am preparing to die, a few leagues from the hexagon where I was born. When I am dead, compassionate hands will throw me over the railing; my tomb will be the unfathomable air, my body will sink for ages, and will decay and dissolve in the wind engendered by my fall, which shall be infinite. I declare that the Library is endless.”
I understand what the author was doing there but I’m still going to pretend that the last chapter of Jane Eyre never happened.
General view of the Temple of Philae, Egypt, 1908.
These stories, about gays murdered in Iran, waken questions. The stories are recurrent and they all resemble one another, without enough detail to individuate them. They’re all unsourced — usually there’s a newspaper article the writer never actually read. They have their own life and appear in locust cycles, not so much out of design as from a summer swelter of fear and xenophobia, whenever a crisis between the US (or Israel) and Iran is imminent, or wanted. I’ve seen them many times before. The repression of LGBT people in Iran is real. These stories have little or nothing to do with it.
Instead, these rumors seize the lives of distant human beings, hollow them out, and use the husks. The victims become both mannequins and messages, static and imperative like propaganda posters. They also distort the reality of death as it’s actually dealt out to prisoners in Iran. Look at the gays, they say, the ”innocent” ones like us, twisting our attention away from the scope of atrocities and the other dead who aren’t assimilable or attractive."