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This blog has moved!
We can now be found HERE!
About threads: We can continue what we’ve got or start new ones. Let me know if you have a preference. If I am waiting on a reply from you (these cryptids occasionally exist), again it’s up to you— just @ the new URL if you do reply as I won’t be checking here.
This blog has moved!
We can now be found HERE!
About threads: We can continue what we’ve got or start new ones. Let me know if you have a preference. If I am waiting on a reply from you (these cryptids occasionally exist), again it’s up to you— just @ the new URL if you do reply as I won’t be checking here.
Okay, so here’s the plan.
I was kind of hoping to redo some older icons before the move but Valjean being among them, it’s a monumental task, so. Not happening.
What IS happening is me weak as heck & sentimental. All muses are going to carry over. Mistake or not, we’re doing it.
I almost have the bare bones set up (tags, bios, verses) at which point I’ll start following folks & post the URL.
who do you want to see on the new blog?
this is just the folks on the edges that I’m not sure about. help a body out & vote, thanks!
who do you want to see on the new blog?
this is just the folks on the edges that I’m not sure about. help a body out & vote, thanks!
who do you want to see on the new blog?
this is just the folks on the edges that I’m not sure about. help a body out & vote, thanks!
Thoughts as I embark on this rewatch of Hunchback...
good lordy, the characters hardly look like themselves but I’m still crying over a preview of HOND 2? what is this magic
anyway, Broadway is missing out on a beautiful score. what other musical do you know that has CHANTING? gives me chills every time, man.
Cathédrale Notre-Dame de Paris | Sept. 2017
Esfahan, Iran
Ancient murals at ‘Ālī Qāpū // Isfahan, Iran
Angel with bird, 19th century, Iran
A large illuminated Qur'an juz’ (XII), Persia, Ilkhanid, early 14th century
As-Nas ( آس ناس ) a card game or type of playing cards that were used in Persia. (hand-painted set)
بنى آدم اعضای یک پیکرند که در آفرينش ز یک گوهرند چو عضوى به درد آورد روزگار دگر عضوها را نماند قرار تو کز محنت دیگران بی غمی نشاید که نامت نهند آدمی
Human beings are members of a whole, In creation of one essence and soul. If one member is afflicted with pain, Other members uneasy will remain.
If you have no sympathy for human pain, The name of human you cannot retain.
Excerpt from Gulistan (1258) by Saadi Shirazi - Iranian Poet from Shiraz.
This poem is inscribed on the United Nations building in New York.
Apologies for the delay— moving, whether it’s houses or blogs, is a lot of work! I am working on it though. The new digs should be ready within a couple of days (although this weekend looks super busy so that’s only an estimate). For now I’m not following back here but new followers are welcome to migrate when the time comes.
This goes for here as well— everything is merging into one multi. An extra note for this blog, I’m considering dropping some muses that just aren’t there right now. Potentially on the chopping block are:
Jekyll
Robert
Wade
Persian ornaments are characterized by its abundant uses of plant and flower motifs.
Annie Oakley’s Girl sentence starters
sentences from the short story / prose poetry collection Annie Oakley’s Girl by lesbian author Rebecca Brown.
“Sometimes, I must admit, I try to sound mysterious and tragic.”
“Aren’t you afraid one time I won’t come back, that some day I will leave you?”
“Come on, [name], it’s you. You’re the greatest. There’s something about you. It’s… everybody loves it.”
“There’s a price you pay for having what you want. You pay with the wanting that stays on after you stop having.”
“I wanted to go into those woods by myself and ride and ride and ride.”
“You don’t have to do this anymore. You’ve put in your time.”
“Jesus Christ, you made me sick today.”
“Can’t we go back? Please, can’t we go back?”
“I wander from room to room, lost, looking for you.”
“Our honeymoon house is full of people and they just keep staying on and on and on and on.”
“I dream of you, despite the fact that I’ve forgotten what you look like in 3D, in the flesh.”
“You must take a break some time.”
“I hope to catch you some time, alone, off guard, without your loving audience.”
“In the interest of security, we agreed to put out your eyes and burn out the insides of my ears.”
“I have to see you.”
“Don’t let go of me. Don’t let go.”
“It’s OK, it’s OK, it’s OK.”
“I wanted to say something, that I was sorry: for the dance, for the party, for everything, for what we’d done.”
“Home— home— home— ”
“There was really nothing wrong; you were just the way you were sometimes, high strung.”
“I didn’t know you had so much blood.”
“You’re acclaimed. Everyone clamors about you. Everyone loves you. But they don’t know your secret.”
“We worked almost the whole night and made rubble of everything.”
“Lie to me, dammit, lie to me.”
“The dreams aren’t so much about him as they are about his death and me killing him.”
“I want to kill Napoleon.”
“OK, OK, I give. What’s the punchline?”
“Have you ever wanted to kill Napoleon?”
“I want to kill him. I mean, I have to kill him.”
“We’ve really gotten close lately. I don’t know, I just feel so good about things. I’ve been feeling really good lately.”
“You look at me and you wonder what’s got into me.”
“I have something for you— it’s only a little something, but I want you to have it.”
“How painful it must be to be so proud.”
“You owe me two Italian dinners, one movie, and a ride to Nashville.”
“I just don’t remember what was real and what I’m making up.”
“It’s a night like in a Victor Hugo novel, black and grey and wet, and I feel like a sewer rat.”
“I thought this would hurt you most.”
