[fuckyeahmarxismleninism]

Palestinian Prisoners Day in Nablus, occupied West Bank of Palestine, April 17, 2013.

Photos by Bilal PANA

[spacettf]

Comet C/2011 L4 Panstarrs and the Andromeda Galaxy - April 4, 2013 by Joseph Brimacombe on Flickr.

Via Flickr: Taken from New Mexico Skies at 11h 42m UT using an FSQ 10.6-cm and STL11K camera. 1 x 5 min; unbinned; scale 3.5 asec/px

[middleeasternpoetry]

I am your lover, come to my side. I will open the gate to your love. Come settle with me, let us be neighbors to the stars. You have been hiding so long, endlessly drifting in the sea of my love. Even so, you have always been connected to me. – Rumi

[middleeasternpoetry]

This sky where we live is no place to lose your wings so love, love, love. - Hafez

[observando]

[middleeasternpoetry]

Much have I labored, much read o’er of Arabic and Persian lore, collecting tales unknown and known; now two and sixty years are flown. Regret, and deeper woe of sin, ’tis all that youth has ended in! And I with mournful thoughts rehearse Bu Táhir Khusrawáni’s verse: “I mind me of my youth and sigh, alas for youth, for youth gone by!” - Ferdowsi 

[middleeasternpoetry]

Never linger too long with the ignorant, throw stones at their talk. Walk only with the lovers; the mirror of the soul gets rusty when dipped in muddy water. - Rumi

[middleeasternpoetry]

Once a beloved asked her lover, “Friend, you have seen many places in the world! Now - which of all these cities was the best?” He said, “The city where my sweetheart lives!” - Rumi

[middleeasternpoetry]

Why does a date-palm lose its leaves in autumn? Why does every beautiful face grow in old age; wrinkled like the back of a Libyan lizard? Why does a full head of hair get bald? Why is the tall, straight figure that divided the ranks like a spear now bent almost double? Why is it that the lion’s strength weakens to nothing? The wrestler who could hold anyone down is led out with two people supporting him; their shoulders under his arms! God answers, “They put on borrowed robes and pretended they were theirs. I take the beautiful clothes back, so that you will learn the robe of appearance is only a loan.” - Rumi 

[middleeasternpoetry]

Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon. - Rumi 

[middleeasternpoetry]

Those tender words we said to one another. Are stored in the secret heart of heaven. One day, like the rain, they will fall and spread. And their mystery will grow green over the world. - Rumi

[middleeasternpoetry]

Call me and I will come. From between the bars of earth’s closed cage, a bird of heaven, I will come. - Hafiz 

[gowke]

[redflagflying-blog]

From Wikipedia:

Neo-colonialism (also Neocolonialism) is the geopolitical practice of using capitalism, business globalization, and cultural imperialism to control a country, in lieu of either direct military control or indirect political control, i.e. imperialism and hegemony.[1] The term neo-colonialism was coined by the Ghanaian politician Kwame Nkrumah, to describe the socio-economic and political control that can be exercised economically, linguistically, and culturally, whereby promotion of the culture of the neo-colonist country facilitates the cultural assimilation of the colonised people and thus opens the national economy to the multinational corporations of the neo-colonial country.

[observando]

[psychedelicmandala]

“In nature, we find patterns, designs and structures from the most minuscule particles, to expressions of life discernible by human eyes, to the greater cosmos. These inevitably follow geometrical archetypes, which reveal to us the nature of each form and its vibrational resonances. They are also symbolic of the underlying metaphysical principle of the inseparable relationship of the part to the whole. It is this principle of oneness underlying all geometry that permeates the architecture of all form in its myriad diversity. This principle of interconnectedness, inseparability and union provides us with a continuous reminder of our relationship to the whole, a blueprint for the mind to the sacred foundation of all things created.”

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[jaded-mandarin]

Daniel Marot the Elder. Ceiling Design, 1712.