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Sarah Azmi |
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Hometown: |
dxb |
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Country: |
uae |
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Education: |
absolutely none |
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Member since: |
Dec 12, 2001 |
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About Me
i am a complete bore - here are a few interesting quotes though... How to be an artist: Stay loose. Learn to watch snails. Plant impossible gardens. Invite someone dangerous to tea. Make little signs that say Yes! and post them all over your house. Make friends with freedom and uncertainty. Look forward to dreams. Cry during movies. Swing as high as you can on a swing set, by moonlight. Cultivate moods. Refuse to be responsible. Do it for love. Take lots of naps. Give money away. Do it now. The money will follow. Believe in magic. Laugh a lot. Celebrate every gorgeous moment. Take moonbaths. Have wild imaginings, transformative dreams, and perfect calm. Draw on the walls. Read everyday. Imagine yourself magic. Giggle with children. Listen to old people. Open up. Dive in. Be free. Bless yourself. Drive away fear. Play with everything. Entertain your inner child. You are innocent. Build a fort with blankets. Get wet. Hug trees. Write love letters. --Sark excerpt from the city in which i loved you by Li-Young Lee And your otherness is perfect as my death. Your otherness exhausts me, like looking suddenly up from here to impossible stars fading. Everything is punished by your absence. Is prayer, then, the proper attitude for the mind that longs to be freely blown, but which gets snagged on the barb called world, that tooth-ache, the actual? What prayer would I build? And to whom? Where are you in the cities in which I love you, the cities daily risen to work and to money, to the magnificent miles and the gold coasts? Morning comes to this city vacant of you. Pages and windows flare, and you are not there... “Fanatics do not have faith — they have belief. With faith you let go. You trust. Whereas with belief you cling.” -Yann Martel The people who love only once in their lives are really the shallow people. What they call their loyalty and their fidelity, I call their lethargy of custom or their lack of imagination. Faithfulness is to the emotional life what constancy is to the intellect - simply a confession of failure. Faithfulness! I must analyse it some day. The passion for property is in it. There are many things that we would throw away if we were not afraid that others might pick them up. Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love: it is the faithless who know love’s tragedies. Oscar Wilde Without desire, without distress we keep to our empty heart. The beauty of the Way is that there is no way No self No this, no that Everything, everything is simply emptiness. - Loy Ching-Yuen
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Interests
movies, books, poetry, theater, blogging, music, gender wars... |
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