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“في سالف الأزمان ، كان الزمن يتحرك بسرعة أبطأ بكثير من السرعة المعتادة ، فكان يقاوم زيادة السرعة ، وكان الناس يحاولون سد الفجوة الرهيبة بين فقر تمثله حياة فانية قصيرة وثراء لا نهائي يمثله الكون الأبدي من خلال الآمال الموعودة بيوم القيامة أو البعث . أما في عالمنا الذي لا يعرف حدودا للتسارع ، فقد صارت الآمال منبوذة . فإن استطاع المرء أن يتحرك بسرعة كافية وأن يجري من دون توقف ينظر من خلاله إلى الخلف ويحسب المكاسب والخسائر ، فبوسعه أن يفوز في زمن الحياة الفانية بحيوات عديدة وجديدة ، ربما بعدد الحيوات التي يمكن أن تهبها الأبدية . فإن لم يكن ذلك عملا بذلك الإيمان ، فماذا يكون الوسواس القهري الدائم الذي يدفع إلى تحسين الهوية وتجديدها وإعادة تدويرها وإصلاحها إصلاحاً شاملاً وإعادة تشكيلها من جديد ؟ فالهوية - في نهاية الأمر - تشبه تماما بعث الأزمنة الماضية وإحياءها ، فهي تدور حول إمكانية " الميلاد من جديد " ، إمكانية الخروج من هيئة الوجود الحالي إلى هيئة جديدة .”
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“Design is one of the few disciplines that is a science as well as an art. Effective, meaningful design requires intellectual, rational rigor along with the ability to elicit emotions and beliefs. Thus, designers must balance both the logic and lyricism of humanity every time they design something, a task that requires a singularly mysterious skill.”
― How to Think Like a Great Graphic Designer
― How to Think Like a Great Graphic Designer
“You tried to change didn’t you?
closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
prettier
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him travelling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do, love
split his head open?
you can’t make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love.”
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closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
prettier
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him travelling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do, love
split his head open?
you can’t make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love.”
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“فقد وقعت هذه الجريمة "بعيدًا هناك" ، في زمن آخر وبلد آخر. وكلما أُلقي اللوم "عليهم" ، كلما كنا "نحن" في أمان، وكلنا قل أضطرارنا إلى الدفاع عن هذا الأمان”
― Modernity and the Holocaust
― Modernity and the Holocaust
“And were you being good to yourself?
i don’t think so. but, i forgive you, girl, who tallied stretch marks into reasons why no one should get close. i forgive you, silly girl, sweet breath, decent by default. i forgive you for being afraid. did everything betray you? even the rain you love so much made rust out of your jewelry? i forgive you, soft spoken girl speaking with fake brash voice, fooling no one. i see you, tender even on your hardest days. i forgive you, waiting for him to call, i forgive you, the diets and the cruel friends. especially for that one time you said ‘i fucking give up on love, it’s not worth it, i’d rather be alone forever’. you were just pretending, weren’t you? i know you didn’t mean that. your body, your mouth, your heart, made specifically for loving. sometimes the things we love, will kill us, but weren’t we dying anyway? i forgive you for being something that will eventually die. perishable goods, fading out slowly, little human, i wouldn’t want to be in a world where you don’t exist.”
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i don’t think so. but, i forgive you, girl, who tallied stretch marks into reasons why no one should get close. i forgive you, silly girl, sweet breath, decent by default. i forgive you for being afraid. did everything betray you? even the rain you love so much made rust out of your jewelry? i forgive you, soft spoken girl speaking with fake brash voice, fooling no one. i see you, tender even on your hardest days. i forgive you, waiting for him to call, i forgive you, the diets and the cruel friends. especially for that one time you said ‘i fucking give up on love, it’s not worth it, i’d rather be alone forever’. you were just pretending, weren’t you? i know you didn’t mean that. your body, your mouth, your heart, made specifically for loving. sometimes the things we love, will kill us, but weren’t we dying anyway? i forgive you for being something that will eventually die. perishable goods, fading out slowly, little human, i wouldn’t want to be in a world where you don’t exist.”
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Bashayr’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Bashayr’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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501 friends
420 books
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43 friends
588 books
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40 friends
1,014 books
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700 books
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77 books
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27 friends
1,684 books
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294 books
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