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Hello sorry for tagging. I am very sick, my asthma is at its maximum level, my nose freezes, I have no medicine or food. I am in bad shape financially, I am a black disabled, who uses multiple medications, I pay for my food and lodging

Unfortunately I do not have all the resources to keep me safe, that is why I need your help, whatever you can contribute to me will be of great help.

Everybody please help out in whatever way you can !!

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Israel’s senseless slaughter leaves thousands of children orphaned. Palestine must be free! Don’t tire keep talking about what’s happening!

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Mai Masri - Frontiers of Dreams and Fears (2001)

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The relation between nature and human being: Agnieszka Lepka

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It's December. ❄️🤍

Ya Allah, fill this last month of 2023 with peace, mercy and freedom for the people of Palestine, Congo, Sudan and the entire Ummah.🤲🏻

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“Hamas shouldn’t have attacked”

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The Israeli genocide of Palestinians has been ongoing for 70 years.

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poems that made me live in october

"Not that I'm going mad...", Joseph Brodsky

How Many Of Those Who You Can Share Your Bed With, Eduard Asadov

Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven, W. B. Yeats

Good Bones, Maggie Smith

Adieu to Norman, Bon Jour to Joan and Jean-Paul, Frank O'Hara

Anders On Life, First Considerations by Nils Peterson

Mayakovsky by Frank O'Hara

Lilichka, Vladimir Mayakovski

Sleeping In The Forest, Mary Oliver

a vote for the gentle light, charles bukowski

There Is A Spell In Autumn Poem by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev

On Raglan Road by Patrick Kavanagh

 Darling, I left the house, Joseph Brodsky

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When a physicist falls in love :)

Richard Feynman's love letter to his deceased wife, 1946.

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TSH Theory (SPOILERS⚠️)

I read TSH a little less than a month ago and I decided to start listening to the audiobook today. Amongst Tartt's great narration and unique voices for each character, I've come to realise that her impressions of Henry and Richard are not at all much different, and that's led me to a thought: could Henry just be an extension of Richard, an alter ego per se?

Everyone knows Richard admits to being a compulsive liar and we don't know the extent of the validity of his narration; therefore, how well can we believe the descriptions, or even the existence, of the characters? Far-fetched, I know, so let me take it back a notch.

By the end of the novel, it is clear Richard is obsessed with Henry, be it with the idea of him or all his attractive traits. Both have a love for Greek and aesthetics, both are compulsive yet skilled liars, and both have similar physical features; however, Henry has more money than Richard, comes from a higher social class, is more knowledgeable in Greek and literature, has more confidence, is personally closer with Julian, and has a romantic relationship with Camilla - these are all things that Richard wants or is ashamed of not having.

Throughout the book, Richard is ashamed to talk about his roots, lies to mask his lesser knowledge of ancient classics, and pines to know more about both Julian and Camilla. Thus, Henry and Richard only differ in luck and possessions, rather than personality and looks.

This leads me to my possibly far-fetched idea that Henry may be a fictitious character in the whole concoction that is Richard's narrative. In fact, Henry's character acts as a relief to everyone else's guilt after Bunny's death - he carries the blame as he is the one who comes up with the idea and physically pushes Bunny. Wouldn't Henry, then, be a good vessel to relieve Richard of his guilt, if he is to be the actual mastermind behind the murder?

Whatever is true, it is evident that Henry is just the idealised - Greek tragedy, may I say - version of Richard.

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The fact that we will never know what they were actually like haunts me. Was Bunny really that bad? Or was it just an another lie made up by Richard just so that he could have an excuse for killing him? What was Camilla like? The real Camilla. She was obviously manipulative and messed up like them all, but we can't be sure. Sometimes I wonder what would the book be like in Charles' point of view? Probably absolutely terryfying. I mean Henry was so amazing and such a god-like man because Richard saw him that way, but what was he really like? Terryfying, I bet. How much of the story is actually real? I mean imagine if this was all made up in Richard's head and he never actually joined the class?

There's so many if's that it makes my head hurt. Then again it is called 'The Secret History' ;)

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وجَلس حزنِي تِجاهي تأملني قليلآ ثم أجهش، الحزن بالبكاء وبَقيت صامتة

And my sorrow sat next to me, stared at me for a while,then it burst into tears and I remained silent.

-Ghada el-Samman

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> What brings you joy? 💌

whenever someone notices hidden details about me, specially if I didn't notice it first

there's nothing that makes me happier than my books and stuffed animals <3

The smell of rain.

Getting the best table in a cafe.

Getting to use that esoteric knowledge.

A comfortable silence between you and a loved one.

Your favorite song turned up loud.

Sunsets and the smell of the ocean and the sound of the waves crashing

I love when we stretch, especially in the mornings, it’s so cute.

I love how we leave flowers for loved ones. Flowers are nature’s beauty and I think it’s a really sweet gesture

I Like how we journal. Like, we just write whatever we want just for ourselves to see.

I like the idea of a chair. It’s just like a piece of elevated ground for us to sit on.

I love mountains overlooking oceans or massive bodies of water.

I love putting Vaseline on my lips because they feel soft after.

I really really love books. I won’t go into it because so many already have.

I love photography and sculptures. Wowow, I looovee sculptures.

Starting a new notebook

Pens with *that* glide. Pen snobs know

Random acts of kindness

Seeing people achieve a goal - big or small, just seeing their face when they realise they did it

Light reflected on water - Moonlight, city lights, doesn’t matter

When someone *really* enjoys something I cooked/baked for them.

Feeling the sun on the back of my neck

The smell of fresh laundry… Oh! Fresh bed sheets

The way new books smell

One time, I had a really Really sweet raspberry. Like, this raspberry was probably the best thing I’ve ever had so far in my years of living. It was a cathartic experience, eating that raspberry.

watching my cat yawn (it’s adorable)

I love writing cursive t’s and I’s and I love when people say “crossing ts and dotting i’s”

i think jack o lanterns look cheerful

I really like the taste and texture of mushrooms (:

the sound of waves

i absolutely adore clementines (: i eat them till i get sick

I love eye contact. It makes me feel really human in a way I can’t describe. It makes me feel smiley and warm inside

I love looking at the moon or a cloud and thinking someone else is looking at the same thing I am right now while being so far away.

I love it when people make food for people, or just randomly bring over food, it’s such a cute way of caring.

I love when you look at someone and they look at you back and you’re just kinda squinting or raising your eye brows or smiling at each other.

I love when people do something cute or embarrassingly cute and you’re the only one that sees it

The warm sun on your skin after being in a cold building. Dancing. Storytelling. Iced coffee. Sunflowers. Thinking about Jesus. Poems that reach into your brain and pull your heart out. Mismatched teacups. Laughing until you cry. Texts from friends you haven’t heard from in a while. Notes in books from past owners. Summertime. Ballets. Dogs.

I love the feeling of sun on my skin

Your blog makes me happy

Watching rain turn to snow makes me happy

The smell of espresso makes me happy.

I love when people out of nowhere start whispering.

This one is kinda weird but I love when people have physical reactions like flinching ever so slightly or moving out of the way.

I love dough. And I love when I’m making dough I think back to people from many many years ago and I think about if they loved the soft, squishy feeling of dough as much as I do.

when my cat snores

when someone tries to hide a smile but can’t help it

when the air smells different in spring

when I close my eyes with the window down in the car and let the breeze and sun hit my face while a good song plays on the radio

when the light changes in my bedroom as day turns to night

daydreaming

writing

Had this thought while showering but I love our skin. And I love the fact that there is probably a horse with an almost exact skin colour as myself and everyone

lifes kinda crappy but i make bread from scratch and give it to people i love. and im always looking forward to the next time i can take a walk in nature.

Writing on my journal snuggling my cozy blanket

Playing Sudoku on my phone with EDM on the background

Hugging one of my six cats, or the six of them!!!

“Seriously, Hun, I've been spending the last 8 months of my life asking to myself this question, because I realized I knew what I dislike, hate or feel uncomfortable... But I wasn't that suuure about what my "happiness" is. Now I feel like happiness is the choice I make that give me either freedom, inner peace or a spark of joy... So I see happiness in almost every decision I make through the day”

sunsets at the beach. The salt in the air. The sound of seagulls and the stars

the moon makes me really happy

The pitter patter of rain against my window

Freshly baked bread

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she guessed my favorite color first try..

but between me and u……. i didnt even have a favorite color until she yelled out yellow!! she was hella excited n smiling like a little kid. so i told her she was right and i havent seen yellow the same since, its in everything. i could probably live in it now. 

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ما أجمل من يرفع يديه إلى السماء من أجلك

How beautiful is the person who raises their hands to the skies, for you.