We talk, by a sort of habit, about Modern Thought, forgetting the familiar fact that moderns do not think. They only feel, and that is why they are so much stronger in fiction than in facts; why their novels are so much better than their newspapers.

The most offensive is not their lying - one can always forgive lying - lying is a delightful thing, for it leads to truth - what is offensive is that they lie and worship their own lying.

“This world of positivity admits only things that can be consumed. Pain itself is supposed to be enjoyable. Consumer culture is constantly producing new wants and needs by means of media images and narratives. Everything is being flattened out into an object of consumption.”

“We have fallen out with nature, and what was once one... is now in conflict with itself, and each side alternates between mastery and servitude. Often it appears to us as though the world were everything and we nothing… often as though we were everything and the world nothing”

I was compelled to share the following excerpt from "The Art of Being" by Erich Fromm: "We must arrrive, then, at a first conclusion: In contrast to the generally accepted view, modern man is basically very helpless in relation to his world. He only appears powerful because he

The crippling effect of giving status & wealth intrinsic value. Taken from my Medology lecture, "Leading in a Lost World", youtu.be/j47aqimmiZs?fe….

كثرة ينصحون بتعويد اللسان على الذِكر، لكن قلة من يذكر تعويد القلب. الله دائما يذكر القلب قبل الحواس، ويجازي على ما في القلوب لا الألسنة. لذلك الاولى تعويد القلب، فإن تعود خضعت له الحواس. مثال: عوضا عن تعويد لسانك على الحمد، عود قلبك على تقدير النعم، وسترى لسانك ناطق بالحمد الصادق

بُشريات الفتح المُبين .. الله أكبر ولله الحمدُ والمِنّة #سوريا

“How beautiful the season is now—How fine the air… I never liked stubble-fields so much as now—Aye better than the chilly green of the Spring. Somehow, a stubble-field looks warm—in the same way that some pictures look warm. This struck me so much that I composed upon it.”

"a new year -- the same nonsense piled on nonsense" Issa Kobayashi (images: Kyosai Kawanabe / Shotei Takahashi)

“I wasted time, and now doth Time waste me: For now hath time made me his numb’ring clock; My thoughts are minutes, and with sighs they jar Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch Whereto my finger, like a dial's point, Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears.”

Urban design isn't magic — there are specific reasons why we like some places more than others. So here are 10 ways to make a street more (or less) interesting...

“Oh, blank confusion! true epitome Of what the mighty City is herself, To thousands upon thousands of her sons, Living amid the same perpetual whirl Of trivial objects, melted and reduced To one identity, by differences That have no law, no meaning, and no end—”

Rafah today—no buildings stand, and no people remain. A city erased.

Lord Byron, Don Juan:

The final draft of a bill to execute Palestinians held in israeli jails will see detainees medievally hanged within 90 days, with no lawyer, or appeals qudsnen.co/share/67055