“Some women carry time in their skin,
you can see the way it cracks them open and dries them out when it’s been there too long.
In my family we don’t carry time, we let it go.
It doesn’t stick to us like it sticks to them.
Blowing on their faces and hands, painting their veins purple.
It is tradition,
for our women,
to hold,
instead of time,
rocks between our legs,
and shards of glass in the bottoms of our backs.
Here. you are no woman until you have a secret that weighs as much as every second you’ve been alive.
The uglier the secret, the more of a woman you become.
Sometimes I would wish I could learn to carry time in the skin on the outside of my wrists or the corners of my eyes,
but my mother told me, that women in our family don’t get that gift,
not until we’ve carried enough secrets for 100 years.
And so, I’ve been busy gathering secrets,
on the inside of my thighs,
in the dip in my back,
and on the backs of my hands,
hoping that time will finally embrace me for all the work I’ve done,
finally let me live with only the burden of time.
And you know what’s funny?
There are women who would rather hold ugly secrets than the privilege of being a home for time,
that is,
until they find out,
just how heavy life can be.” — Key Ballah, FaceLift, Age Spot Corrector, Botox,Secrets (via keywrites)


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One donut to rule them all. 

One donut to rule them all. 

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A little prayer for the strugglers (I’m with you):

The Prophet (sa) would say every morning and evening, “Allah, I seek solace in you from hamm and hazn.”

Hamm means things we’ve experienced in the past that sadden and worry us. Hazin are things in the future that scare us and sadden us. Allah is al-Qadīr and al-Rahīm.

May Allah lift the hamm and hazin from us, relieve our burdens and grant us the faith to soar above dark times. Stay strong and know that there are others going through what you are going through, even Imams and activists. You are not alone!

With faith, worship and community, you can do it - with God’s help, you got this. “Indeed, Allah’s help is (constantly) close.”

Even though I don’t know you, consider my prayers as a crutch with you at every tear and sad feeling. My prayers are not strong - I’m in need of yours more. But everyone holding on to their faith amongst the rocky seas of life, I love you for the sake of Allah and I’m happy to share in the struggle with you. Have a great Sunday!

” —

Suhaib Webb

Sunday, March 30th, 2014

The explanation of hamm and hazn just blew my mind. I’ve known that dua for years and loved it when I read the translation but now it means so much more. 

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theafroina:

flinch-nerds:

This tweet is so important to me

why i do what I do

theafroina:

flinch-nerds:

This tweet is so important to me

why i do what I do

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heartwarming realisation that literally no one in the world wants anything to do with you lmao


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“Guerrillas use violence, generally directed against the police and army, but sometimes causing injury and death to civilians caught in the crossfire. Does she condemn that violence? ‘I don’t condemn it any more,’ she says. ‘If you’re an adivasi [tribal Indian] living in a forest village and 800 CRP [Central Reserve Police] come and surround your village and start burning it, what are you supposed to do? Are you supposed to go on hunger strike? Can the hungry go on a hunger strike? Non-violence is a piece of theatre. You need an audience. What can you do when you have no audience? People have the right to resist annihilation.’” — 'Arundhati Roy: They are trying to keep me destabilised. Anybody who says anything is in danger' (via yungkumari)

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“It is 3 am and we are sitting in your midnight blue Honda, In an empty elementary school parking lot, talking.
You are telling me stories from your childhood.
You tell me that Somali mothers
know how to grin and bare it better than any other women you know.
I listen to you tell me how your mother bared her way through raising four kids alone, in a country that didn’t want her.
You speak of her so delicately, that I almost mistook the word Hoya for a sliver of glass that you were trying not to cut your mouth on.
I imagine your mother,
grinning through the absence of your father and trying to turn you into the man she hoped he’d be.
You say that she says you are just like him when ever she’s mad.
I wonder if he taught you how to pick up and leave behind women as broken as she is.
Women who ache hard for everyone else forgetting to ache for themselves.
I watch your mouth as you tell me how much she worried for you,
how in Somalia, sheikhs would come asking her opinion on Islamic Rulings for women, but how in this country she is an immigrant, with no husband and traditional ways.
You say this place has turned her bitter, it has dried up her youth and her ability to trust.
You say you are nothing like your father.
That you could never destroy a woman so viciously.
And as I watch the beard on your face make everything you say sound pure,
I secretly pray to God that, that is the truth.” — Key Ballah (via keywrites)


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“I pray you are never infected by the insecurities that plagued your mother.
Or the late night devastation that comes from not loving even a sliver of yourself.
I pray that you never wake up in the morning, with loneliness waiting for you at the foot of your bed.
I promise he is no companion.
I pray I can teach you the value of your body, the value of your heart.
I pray you never find yourself kneeling in front of a toilet, with two fingers pressed down into the back of your tongue, trying to paint the toilet bowl in your self loathing.
It’s a colour that is unbecoming, even on you.
I pray that I can teach you that beauty is subjective, this is something I didn’t begin to understand until I was twenty.
I pray most of all, that you learn how important fajr is. And how truly blessed you are to be a woman.” — Key Ballah, More Lessons For My Daughter (via keywrites)


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u kno when you’ve had ppl round for several days and you’ve had to constantly be wearing bras even at night and then you finally take it off and it feels like freedom and liberty and justice yah



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“You can’t just start the clock on 9/11 and forget 50 years of unjust oppressive Western foreign policies in the Middle East.” —

Medhi Hasan

Thank God someone finally said this. I’m so sick of stating that Western intervention and invasion of other countries fuels terrorism only for people to respond 'They did 9/11 first!' 

In 1953 the UK & the US staged a coup of the democratically elected leader of Iran and installed a dictator who was more to their liking. Today the US continues to support brutal dictators (such as in Saudi Arabia) where it suits them to do so. Palestine has been occupied for decades. The list of Western imperial foreign policies over the past decades could go on and on.

9/11 was not only only a result religious extremism and it certainly was not because 'they hate our freedoms.' Terrorism is often primarily politically motivated and anyone who is serious about preventing it had better take some fucking notice of this fact.

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communicants:

Throw Away Your Books, Rally In The Streets (Shuji Terayama, 1971)

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amaalsdrifting:

the weather was so perfect today. 


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