shahab92:

عمر خیام by P A H L A V A N on Flickr.
"I must die. Must I then die lamenting? I must be put in chains. Must I then also lament? I must go into exile. Does any man then hinder me from going with smiles and cheerfulness and contentment?"

— Epictetus

"Don’t ask what you can do for you country; ask what your country can do for you."

— Megadeth - Take No Prisoners

"Leap, and the net will appear."

— Zen saying

Fascinating photography of Iran, it’s history and culture

Tags: iran persia

lightsandsparks asked: I do, I ask because we could exchange poetry on here (that and I noticed you finally deactivated your Facebook)

how does that work? do you mean just posting poems on tumblr?

Suheir Hammad: Poems of War, Peace, Women, Power

novicephoenix:

When will people understand this?

novicephoenix:

When will people understand this?

"my body
writes into your flesh
the poem
you make of me"

— Audre Lorde, from “Recreation” (via awritersruminations)

"The eternal fears no future, hopes for no future, but love possesses everything without ceasing, and there is no shadow of variation. As soon as he returns to himself, he understands this no more. He understands what bitter experiences have only all too unforgettably inculcated, the self-accusation, if the past has the kind of claim upon his soul that no repentance can entirely redeem, no trusting in God can entirely wipe out, but only God himself in the inexpressible silence of beatitude. The more of the past a person’s soul can still keep when he is left to himself, the more profound he is."

Søren Kierkegaard Four Upbuilding Discourses, 1844 p. 338 (Eighteen Upbuilding Discourses)

(Source: majazi)

majazi:

Forough Farokhzad (1935-1967)
دلم برای باغچه می سوزد
کسی به فکر گل ها نیست
کسی به فکر ماهی ها نیست
کسی نمی خواهد
باورکند که باغچه دارد می میرد
که قلب باغچه در زیر آفتاب ورم کرده است
که ذهن باغچه دارد آرام آرام
از خاطرات سبز تهی می شود

majazi:

Forough Farokhzad (1935-1967)

دلم برای باغچه می سوزد

کسی به فکر گل ها نیست

کسی به فکر ماهی ها نیست

کسی نمی خواهد

باورکند که باغچه دارد می میرد

که قلب باغچه در زیر آفتاب ورم کرده است

که ذهن باغچه دارد آرام آرام

از خاطرات سبز تهی می شود

"Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it."

— Mawlānā Rūmī (via majazi)

(Source: wlyl, via majazi)

Sarshir (cream) with honey on sweet bread with Persian tea and Women Without Men. I could get used to this!

Sarshir (cream) with honey on sweet bread with Persian tea and Women Without Men. I could get used to this!