Reeg Elshaheibi

“Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds.”
― Dejan Stojanovic, The Creator

“قال أحد الطيور الذكور لإحدى الطيور الإناث في قبة سليمان :
إني أحبك فتعالى إلىّ ...
و رفضت أنثى الطير
قال الذكر : لم تمتنعين علىّ و إن شئت قلبت القبة على سليمان
و سمعة سيدنا سليمان فاستدعاه إليه و سأله : ما حملك على ما قلت ؟
قال الطائر : يا نبي الله .. إن العشاق لا يؤاخذون بأقوالهم
و كان سليمان حكيما فقال له : صدقت”
― أحمد بهجت, مذكرات صائم

“In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence.”
― Robert Lynd

“We ate the birds. We ate them. We wanted their songs to flow up through our throats and burst out of our mouths, and so we ate them. We wanted their feathers to bud from our flesh. We wanted their wings, we wanted to fly as they did, soar freely among the treetops and the clouds, and so we ate them. We speared them, we clubbed them, we tangled their feet in glue, we netted them, we spitted them, we threw them onto hot coals, and all for love, because we loved them. We wanted to be one with them. We wanted to hatch out of clean, smooth, beautiful eggs, as they did, back when we were young and agile and innocent of cause and effect, we did not want the mess of being born, and so we crammed the birds into our gullets, feathers and all, but it was no use, we couldn’t sing, not effortlessly as they do, we can’t fly, not without smoke and metal, and as for the eggs we don’t stand a chance. We’re mired in gravity, we’re earthbound. We’re ankle-deep in blood, and all because we ate the birds, we ate them a long time ago, when we still had the power to say no.”
― Margaret Atwood