beautiful dawn
lights up the shore for me
there is
nothing else in the world
i’d rather wake up and see.
Somali refugees stand outside a reception center in Dagahaley camp, Dadaab, Kenya. Since the kidnapping of two MSF employees on Oct. 13, MSF has continued to treat severely malnourished children and others in the Dagahaley camp hospital. Teams plan to reopen four health posts inside the camp and to restart other medical activities in the coming days. Read more
Photo: Kenya 2011 © Michael Goldfarb/MSF
deliver with gravity. express a child’s good sense of fun, disinhibition and cheer.
too much of a good thing, isn’t all that great.
lurching tired stomachs.
My world is different from yours. Ghurabaa. I was listening to a lecture by Khalid Latif of ICNYU - who’s one of the best speakers and Imaams I’ve heard in ages, about how we are so afraid, to express ourselves in our religion, for fear of being that, of being strange, or ghurabaa (strange in arabic) as the Prophet* once said. The important thing he was trying to relay was how not making that move might be fine for you, but it puts the next Muslim that has to interact with whatever system/person in a difficult position if they aren’t. I don’t mind sitting with you whilst you have your drink (alcoholic) over a business lunch, but the next person in my position might. And I am responsible for the action I have not taken. This all fits into what I’m starting to realise is my purpose. When I die, I want to know I’ve contributed to someone else’s life, that I was someone of the community, and that I had value because of it. But yes, my world is different from yours. Which is why I won’t go out with you. I won’t ask you. I want to, you seem like a good person, and fun, and lovely. But I know what I want is someone I will be comfortable with, someone who will understand my point of view. We’ve grown up different - it’s a sad fact of life - but there will be times when you won’t understand. When you won’t understand how I believe in my religiosity - and how it teaches me self-control, and how you won’t understand how we’re so strict with the rules, or why I wear a scarf. And I wouldn’t want you only for a short while. But how do I interact with you? It’s difficult sometimes, and, as with all relationships it takes time before you warm up to someone. I have to be comfortable just being myself. I wish people would find out more about Islam and me, but it’s my responsibility to represent it and know how. I’m a little messy about it, but I will try harder. GutNacht! *SallAllahu 3alaihi wa Sallam - Arabic for Peace be upon him.
where am I ?
I’m usually pretty oriented as soon as I wake, but when I did yesterday I was so confused. And of all beds, the bed I missed was the one in Moshi, Tanzania.
I’m going back there. IsA.
crushing…
agonising
sleeping.
haikus were forgotten
a long time ago.
Now we build castles of air.
St.kilda gave me a tan. I like it.
(Source: , via blackoutendencies)
11.06.10. Kocamustafapaşa, İstanbul.
Canon Eos 450D, Sigma 17-70mm f2.8-4.5
I hate the movies - i hate this whole culture of ‘emo’, indie movies, coolness - such drownability. such stupidity.
Soppy and weak. Growing into something hardy - is the only way to feel genuinely, healthily good.
Rotting, and - what are those bloated bodies called? like the macerated still-births, what are they called, when they stew, and prune.
I’m not sure what it is.
Articulate: I have been avoiding a lot of things lately- and when i do it i feel guilty, and i feel worthless.
this too shall pass.
<3 will always miss his recitations.
the moon is full today, and it’s looking absolutely gorgeous, and absolutely taunting. stupid incapable camera.
have i ever said that i love the stars? and everything else - ‘all floating in it’s own orbit’
and the temperature. heaven sent. i couldnt sleep the other night cause of the deafening, enveloping heat. but i reckon it’s about to really rain.
back to the stars, i want to be able to take some awesome sky shots - i really need to put in some time on this. should add that to my other list of to dos.
always makes me smile!
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