Tag: words
The heart was made to be broken.
Oscar Wilde (via slapping)
اسی روز و شب میں اُلجھ کر نہ رہ جا
کہ ترے زمان و مکاں اور بھی ہیں۔
Do not get entangled in this cycle of days and nights,
For there are other times and places that belong to you.
Allama Iqbal
issi roz o shab mein ulajh kar na reh ja
ke teray zaman o makan aur bhi hain
(via khayaal-ke-phool)
a couple months ago while I was camping I had a dream that I was trying to collect some sort of boon/quest-item sort of thing from a folk creature living in a hay barn. inside the barn he sat all day in one place, milking his cows. each cow would wait its turn in line to be milked, and sometimes instead of milk, valuable items would come out.
anyway. this creature had not moved in so long that his legs had grown very small. he couldn’t get up to eat or drink anymore, so all day long while he milked his cows, he drank milk directly from one of his cow’s udders, and he’d used the same teat for such a time that it had stretched so long that the cow could walk around the hay barn while he kept drinking its milk.
I woke up thinking “wow……that literally sounds like a character in an irish faerie tale, I need to tell my friends.”
you can IMAGINE how explaining the LONG TEAT went over.
they did NOT value the CLEAR folktale fodder I’d so graciously provided.
everybody only cared about The Long Teat. Which, to be fair, I should have seen coming.
people tagging this with “folklore” are the reason I blog tbh
my depression / is a country who sets itself ablaze.
George Abraham, from “Song of Ash, Ending in Ghazal Refusing Amnesia,” published in Winter Tangerine (via lifeinpoetry)
Narcissist / Altruist
There’s this tightrope that you’re walking,
And I know it oh so well.
There’s this war raging inside you,
Between heaven and hell.
The grass is always greener,
And you don’t know which to choose.
But whoever is the victor,
You’re always sure to lose.
The anthropologists got it wrong when they named our species Homo sapiens (‘wise man’). In any case it’s an arrogant and bigheaded thing to say, wisdom being one of our least evident features. In reality, we are Pan narrans, the storytelling chimpanzee.
ugh 