“As a lotus flower is born in water, grows in water and rises out of water to stand above it unsoiled, so I, born in the world, raised in the world having overcome the world, live unsoiled by the world” —Buddha
Jackson Katz on men’s responsibilities in ending violence.
— Mindful Occupation: Rising Up Without Burning Out
Sometimes I think I’m ready for you. Ready to see my belly extend and watch my capacity for love, patience, and wisdom grow with it. Sometimes I think about how I want to give you every good thing that was ever given to me. And I want you to have every iota of insight that I had to find for myself. Sometimes I wonder how I’ll ever make your feel rooted in your history, and yourself, and your power, so that when the world’s winds of superficiality blow, and the torrent of oppression comes, you will stand strong. Sometimes I imagine running my hands through your curly, stubborn hair- which I know will be a reflection of your untamable spirit- and I will ask you not to change a thing. Not your hair, nor your heart. Of course, you will make your own decisions, about your body and your life, and I wouldn’t want it any other way. And even though I know I will have to let you go and journey along the path God has set for you, you will always have a home with me.
Gospel is the shocking, provocative, revolutionary, subversive, counterintuitive good news that in your moments of greatest
and falling short,
God meets you there-
Arundhati Roy is one of the world’s most underrated writers. She is so eloquent and sincere. You need to read her works.
I am greedy for you. An appetite that can’t be satisfied with intermittent texts nor occasional video chats. Hunger pangs remain even after extended weekend getaways.
I want an everyday-type of love. I want a wake-up-to-your-morning-breath-fall-asleep-to-your-snore-type of love. I want your scent on my clothes, your taste on my lips. I want a love built on years of noticing one another’s nuances. A love where each of us bends to embrace the other’s ever-changing energy.
I want a you.here.now.forever.-type of love.
similar to other pieces of done using this angular, layered style but this time i used a more colourful pallet. this one’s titled “woman with black hair”
Pillow Talk is a project aiming to connect long distance lovers. Each person has a pillow for their bed and a ring sensor which they wear to sleep at night. The sensor wirelessly communicates with the other person’s pillow; when one person goes to bed, their lover’s pillow begins to glow softly to indicate their presence. Placing your head on the pillow allows you to hear the real-time heartbeat of your loved one.
The result is an intimate interaction between two lovers, regardless of the distance between them.
You can follow its development over at the company’s website - Little Riot - or by liking it on Facebook.
Tumblr, they’re currently short of the funding to develop this project, my lover and I would greatly appreciate this product.
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It always feels like stolen time. This evening. That Saturday. Years of never really having you here. Just taking what I can get. Expectations loosen their grip, no longer holding on in vain.
images of zaballeen children who with 60,000 others live on the outskirts of cairo in the world’s largest garbage village. members of egypt’s minority coptic christian community, these entrepreneurial garbage workers recycle nearly all the trash they collect (4000 tones a day), including organic refuse they feed to their pigs. despite the invaluable service they provide to the city, the zaballeen (roughly translated as garbage collectors) live more like untouchables and struggle for legitimacy. with government apprehension over swine flu fears stripping the zaballeen of their pigs, and the advent of european multinationals contracted to collect the cities garbage (lowering the city’s recycling rate from the 80% of the zabelleen to less than 20%), the survival of this community (which dates back generations) is now under threat.
The zabbaleen have also built one of the most incredible cathedrals I’ve ever been in (and I’ve been in…a lot) in an expanded cave in Garbage City.
It looks like this.
It seats 5,000 people.