these muslim guys at uni always lower their gaze when they walk past a hijabi and today my friend was going past one of them but because shes so short he just looked extra up bless him
Guys I literally spent six hours preparing a five minute class presentation on Surah 5. Got sooooo into it, totally fascinated by structures and language and echoes and reiteration. So now I have to go be like GUYS LOOK I FOUND ALL THESE THINGS AND ALL THE WORDS AND THE PATTERNS and they all will just ask me about Jesus. So, mixed bag, but I’m still pumped and really enjoyed the preparation part.
My grandfather died with his gaze fixed on a land imprisoned behind a fence. A land whose skin they had changed from wheat, sesame, maize, watermelons, and honeydews to tough apples. My grandfather died counting sunsets, seasons, and heartbeats on the fingers of his withered hands. He dropped like a fruit forbidden a branch to lean its age against. They destroyed his heart.Maḥmoūd Darwīsh, Memory for Forgetfulness (via goneril-and-regan)
So real.(via bilmishmish)