To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.
— Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living
Fucking. Wow im gonna die
كيف يمكن للإيمان أن ينمو في مكان ذبل فيه أصله ؟
How can faith grow in a place where its origin has wilted? As I grow older, I have come to understand the importance of feeling connected. The intention to self-reflect of one’s spiritual development. To pause for appreciation of Allah’s ﷻ creation. We live in a world where the reminders of Allah are slowly ceasing; The trees are now replaced with skyscrapers. The sky and the natural lights, are replaced with lamp posts and bulbs. The hymn of a bird’s song and wind can no longer be heard outside of the horns and engines.
How can faith grow in a place where its origin has wilted?
maybe i'm not sad all the time... i just happened to get trapped inside a tiny body that couldn't contain so much tenderness in my heart..
he float
//ok im running back to comms now
Also I found this while in the forest, it made me happy
You should have seen by the look in my eyes
that there was somethin' missin'.
Cigarettes After Sex - Keep On Loving You
don’t look
ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ 復讐は正義ㅤㅤ░ㅤㅤ𒂭۪۪۪۪᳝۟ ━╋
ㅤ ㅤㅤ 🦇۱ㅤ ㅤ♥︎̼'ㅤ𝔰ㅤㅤ, 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘.
ما هو واعد هو أن هذا العالم هو مجرد وجهة
What is promising is that this world is only a destination. What is most comforting is that it is not the last destination.
— mindofserenity