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[iilahi-blog]

To my dear followers and beyond,

With 2017 coming to an end all I have to say is.. what a year. And sadly I do not mean that in a good way. 2017 has been brutal, it has been cruel and most of all unforgiving. With people in power that frankly shouldn't even be given the power choose what they should have for breakfast are ruling countries and causing all types of hurt to good, kind individuals. With sexual assault allegations coming to light from people who are meant to bring joy to our screens have sadly never bought happiness to their own.  Not only has this year broken the spirit of everyone on this planet but personally it has been the worst of year of my so far short life. 

But with the new year approaching fast and holiday season consuming us all I want to take this moment to say that this blog will always be a safe place for all. No discrimination through race, sexual orientation or class. I do not know what 2018 holds but my blog will always be a safe place for everyone who is either going through a rough patch or just wants to chat. To everyone who doesn't have family or friends to celebrate the holidays with my message box (along with many other people’s) is open for you to stop by and have chat with should you need it.

Be safe everyone! Enjoy the holiday season and I hope 2018 treats you with kindness and whole lot of love! 

Love S xx

P.S. this ( @iinfiinte ) is my like basically shit posting blog if you want to follow me there!

[wnq-writers]

What are stars made of? She writes about the cosmos & universe because they are trapped deep inside her. They fill her with wisdom that no book has the spine to hold. She has mastered powers that no superhero is able to match. And they give her beauty that is out of this planet, so much so that Mother Nature is put to shame. But the true beauty of this creature isn’t when strip her of her layers, but her real gift lies a little deeper, is a little sweeter and shines a little brighter. And that is her heart. Where hides an astronomical amount of love that no man has the hands to hold. She is kind. She is raw. She is the UNIVERSE.

iilahi

[iilahi-blog]

Look up to the stars; I see her. Look down to the sea; I see her.  Listen to the wind; I hear her.  Listen to the thunder; I hear her.  Feel the sun; I feel her.  Feel the icy snow; I feel her.  She is everything gentle, everything dangerous. She is the good, she is the light.  She is the qainnaat

for @thewriterthatnobodynoticed

you deserve better 

[iilahi-blog]

From head to hand, she creates worlds effortlessly. Through words or pictures or song, she is a master of each domain. Sorrow into poem, anxiety into painting and joy into song, she has an outlet for every emotion, but forever searching for a muse.

s.j.

[iilahi-blog]

Too many lines have been left empty and not enough has been said to fill them.

s.j 

[iilahi-blog]

I am sad today. So I will write. About the ones I have lost, and the one I couldn't keep.

[iilahi-blog]

It's morning blues. Up in the night, his mind sewing together line after line of sweet song. Asleep in the sheets his body lays to rest, only to shine with the stars. Co-exisiting with the universe, he is one of a kind.

for @wolfdownwords

For the morning blues. 

[iilahi-blog]

A face that reaches over a thousand miles. It is the definition of grace, beauty and perfection Her lips gently kiss you as you swim in the seas Her ears know every word you’ve ever spoken Her eyes know every line on your feet The curves of her nose are every mountain man has climbed She cries through rains and screams through thunder She moulds life like clay She kills with a swift grace It is the definition of power, strength and love A face that reaches over a thousand miles.