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😒 and you all choose New Times Roman for your tattoos .. Shame . on . You



Arabic calligraphy

😒 and you all choose New Times Roman for your tattoos ..
Shame . on . You

Perhaps you will forget tomorrow the kind words you say today, but the recipient may cherish them over a lifetime.

—Dale Carnagie (via milkied)

(Source: saalik, via losing-every-extra-pound)


The Prestige of Terror is the title of a pamphlet written by the Egyptian Surrealist George Henein and published in Cairo, in French, several days after the dropping of the atomic bomb. It was not a thesis so much as a manifesto, in which he re-affirms his distaste for fascism, describes this moment in history as the worst day in the career of humanity, in which the ally’s have come to resemble their antagonists. Henein despised the politics of compromise, ‘The Lesser Evil’ as he called it. The Prestige of Terror was a rejection of racism and murder as a justification to win a democratic war. 

August 8, 1945
This is not a thesis. Because a thesis should be written not only with sang-froid and all the usual literary precautions, but also requires an accumulation of references and general statistical data to which I am loathe to sacrifice the reaction of disgust and fury that dictates this text to me. On top of which, the former audience for theses, now deserting all prolonged reflection, wallows in the reading of the many copies of “Digests” in circulation and the stories of intrigue, whether sentimental, diplomatic or criminal, that the press, worn-out by all sorts of ignominy, serves it each morning with breakfast.

This is not a thesis and will not be satisfied with being simply a protest. This is ambitious. This needs to provoke men asleep in lies; to give a sense, a target and a lasting impact to the disgust of an hour, the nausea of an instant. The values that presided over our idea of life and which looked after for us, here and there, those small islands of hope and intervals of dignity, are being methodically wrecked by events at which, to make matters worse, we are invited to watch our victory, to salute the eternal destruction of a dragon eternally reborn. 

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Images from an exhibition presented by
Adam Broomberg
 & Oliver Chanarin

(via warag-3nb)


Black Theama (بلاك تيما) is an Egyptian band that was founded in 2004.The band’s musical genre covers a wide range of styles from Nubian rhythms, reggae, hip-hop, R&B, to music with other African influences.Through their music, they sing to ‘celebrate the black experience in Egypt.”

A Human

I am not a knight in shining armor, and I am not a prince charming..

I am a crowd, a bewilderment, a piece of lunacy..

Half of me may laugh while the other is upset..

I am a promiscuous Shiekh..

I am kind, evil, bold, and cowardly..

Sometimes I’m shining, and sometimes I’m pale..

sometimes I’m a ladder, and sometimes a snake..

I am very abusive, and also very helpless..

Windows and doors; a lost home..

In the end, I am an Ifrit wearing a human suit..