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“God is behind everything, but everything hides God. Things are black, creatures are opaque. To love a being is to render that being transparent.”
— Les Misérables, Victor Hugo (b. 26 Feb 1802).
Marx, Engels, Lenin. Ethiopia, 1970s.
‘Crafting Sanctuaries’ Sheds Light on Black Experience in the South During the Great Depression
Russell Lee, “Southeast Missouri Farms. Sharecropper’s child combing hair in bedroom of shack home near La Forge project, Missouri.”
Yohji Yamamoto A/W 1984 | © Max Vadukul
Lary SIEGEL, Man with Reflector, Tomb Interior, Luxor, Egypt
Ethiopian jewish master potter near Gondar amongst her works in earthenware. c.1969
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Travaye pou Lanmour, Labour of Love, (Seychelles, 2021) - Natasha Moustache
salvador, bahia, brasil, 1900: photography by gerard sioen
“How under all these circumstances could I possibly perceive the good in what comes about? I can’t even see *what* comes about, since each end (synthesis) is the new thesis against which a further antithesis appears. The becoming never ceases — there are syntheses but never a true end.”
— Philip K. Dick, The Exegesis of Philip K. Dick
The mother of my best friend transitioned recently. I usually don't know what to say to ease the pain a loved one's experiencing. But this time I felt the need to tell her to say alhamdulillah. Her mother passed during the last ten days of Ramadan. Qadr. She passed while her other daughter was making umrah. This may have been the beautiful ending she was wishing for. Alhamdulillah.