you look like the night..

here, it's probably my photography if it is not a reblog. hi, i'm ej. they/he/she. mostly they/them :)

[radicalgraff]

“You look like the night when tyrants die and the revolution triumphs”

Seen in Sudan

[majestativa]

A scream so full of the curse of generations, a laughter so dark with seeing grief.

STEIN MEHREN — Twenty Contemporary Norwegian Poets: A Bilingual Anthology [Ed. Terje Johanssen], transl. by Paul Farmer, (1984)

[angelstills]

Les Enfants du Paradis (Children of Paradise, 1945)

[seraphinesaintclair]

“Orchid Priestess, Midnight Spun” by Seraphine Saintclair

[jinxproof]

Kiki Willems | © Harley Weir

[metamorphesque]

musings on blue(s)

Maggie Nelson, Bluets Krzysztof Kieslowski, Three Colours: Blue

[quotefeeling]

“May flowers grow in the saddest parts of you.”

— Zainab Aamir

[rilke]

[flowerytale]

Clarice Lispector, from “Preciousness", Complete Stories (tr. by Katrina Dodson)

[majestativa]

24/7 Hilda.

[questcequecestqueca]

Jonas Bendiksen

[e-eltanin]

handwriting:

light traveler

(what a portal looks like)

7-16-26

[shisasan]

To eat raspberries (I just ate a cupful) is to live.

July 3, 1964 Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters First published: 1977

[e-eltanin]

2016

[if it's not for commercial use, feel free to use these :) credit if you can.]

[e-eltanin]

aug. 17, 2025

for a free and liberated palestine, congo, sudan, puerto rico, turtle island, and all oppressed peoples and lands poem by rainer maria rilke, from sonnets to orpheus

[e-eltanin]

aug. 16, 2025

"It doesn't hurt me Do you wanna feel how it feels? Do you wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me? Do you wanna hear about the deal that I'm making? You, it's you and me And if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get him to swap our places Be running up that road Be running up that hill Be running up that building Say, if I only could, ooh You don't wanna hurt me But see how deep the bullet lies Unaware I'm tearing you asunder Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts Is there so much hate for the ones we love? Oh, tell me, we both matter, don't we? You, it's you and me It's you and me won't be unhappy And if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get him to swap our places Be running up that road Be running up that hill Be running up that building Say, if I only could, ooh You It's you and me It's you and me won't be unhappy Oh, come on, baby. Oh, come on, darling Let me steal this moment from you now Oh, come on, angel. Come on, come on, darling Let's exchange the experience, ooh And if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get him to swap our places I'd be running up that road Be running up that hill With no problems Say, if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get him to swap our places Be running up that road Be running up that hill With no problems So if I only could And make a deal with God I'd get him to swap our places I'd be running up that road Be running up that hill With no problems So if I only could Be running up that hill With no problems If I only could, be running up that hill If I only could, be running up that hill" --Kate Bush; lyrics from the song running up that hill on the album hounds of love. p.s. free palestine

[e-eltanin]

7-31-2025

photo 1 - poem by noor unnahar from yesterday i was the moon. photo 4 - it took 20 minutes to still not get the right focus lol maybe next time. i wanted to log the hair length. this is the longest its been in 20 years. I've been trying to ground everyday and it's changed everything. i started a few days before the most recent hospitalization 😵‍💫(is there really no spiral emoji?) a few weeks ago. how many hospitalizations now?? 3 in the last 1.5 years. you can ground even being stories off the ground. you can find yourself in a beautiful place, no matter where you are. it's so freeing.