JOURNEY

In the name of Allah,
the most Gracious,
the most Merciful

Nur an-Nadia, 21, Singapore

beexgood:

I often romanticize about these types of train rides.

beexgood:

I often romanticize about these types of train rides.

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taktophoto:

Libyan Desert Bashar Shglila

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m-istei:

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I would also like some paddle pop in a waffle cone please

m-istei:

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I would also like some paddle pop in a waffle cone please

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If only you could see mine
Running out dry
Some of these feelings never died

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Fourteen Fantastic First Lines

wstonesoxfordst:

They say the first line is one of the most important parts of a book*. Get it right and the readers’ eyes are all yours, get it wrong and they’ll start looking around, distracted by the feet of strangers or two birds fighting over a sandwich.

Over on our Instagram account (here, follow it here) we’ve been asking people for the first lines that have grabbed them. So, along with a few of our own personal favourites, and a pleasingly alliterative title, here are fourteen fantastic first lines.

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mad-man-with-a-scarf:

Do they call Big Brother, Onii-chan, in the Japanese translation of 1984

im dying

She struggles to cry just to feel the heat on her cheeks,
Nothing more,
Nothing less.

She is desensitized, her heart rock hard.
Thoughts of resuscitation have long since died.
The moment her tears fall, she has conceded victory.
She is a failure as much as she’s a success story.

The flitter of light is slowly diminishing.
She
Gasps
For
A i r
Butshechokesonmud

There is still hope left!
Right?
Right…?
A thrash, a fling, a kick, a swing-

There is still hope,
God, let there still be hope,
Will you forgive me?
Will I forgive myself?
I regret it all,
I’m sorry,
I’m sorry!

And finally.

Stillness.

Her feet are bound. She chose for them to be. The last of the bubbles from her lungs break the surface of the cesspool.

She faces the reality that
Only in death is she finally free.

skeletales:

This fairy-tale treehouse in Hokuto, Japan is supported by a single cypress trunk and surrounded by a bevy of cherry blossom trees. Built by architect Terunobu Fujimori for the Kiyoharu Shirakaba Museum, the charming treehouse is actually a Japanese teahouse that was built specifically for enjoying the cherry blossoms in full bloom.

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Las Adelitas - Women of the Mexican Revolution

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sessizsakindingin:


Photo:Chris Kutschera

-Kurdistan

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pazhmurda:

Margriet Smulders  - Siren Ink -Siren Milk 2010

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“Do not despise your own place and hour. Every place is under the stars, every place is the center of the world.”

—   John Burroughs, Studies in Nature and Literature (via observando)

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'Muhammadiyah' by the Laleh Ladies, who weave in and out of existence, so they're apparently really hard to get hold of. It is unclear if they are still around.

Ah, voices that trickle with nur.

How transcendent! Like snowflakes!