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Singing in the Shah Mosque in Isfahan, Iran

The acoustics  in the 400 year old mosque are amazing & notes hang in the air with crystal clarity. The singer is a student from northern Iran visiting Isfahan & had always wanted to sing in the mosque because of its unique acoustic resonance qualities. You have to stand on the tiled square for perfect effect.

Somebody please tell me what he’s singing, I’m in tears

It’s a classical Iranian song by Dariush Rafiee called Be Sooye To. It’s a love song. Here’s the original it’s so ancient it’s literally older than my parents. Lots of covers have been made too 1, 2, 3.

Here are the lyrics (the English translation doesn’t really do it justice):

به سوی تو، به شوق روی تو

Be sooye to, br showghe rooe to – to your direction, desiring seeing your visage.

به طرف کوی تو

To the direction of your location,

سپیده دم آیم

sepidehdam ayam – I will be coming in the dawn,

مگر تو را جویم

Magar to ra jooyam – so that I might find you,

بگو کجایی

Bego kojaayee? – tell me where are you?

نشان تو گه از زمین گاهی

neshane to gah az zamin gaahi.. – once from the earth do I search for a sign from you,

ز آسمان جویم

ze aaseman jooyam – [ and once I seek to find a sign of you] from the skies

ببین چه بی پروا

bebin che bi parva – see how fearless I am,

ره تو می پویم

rahe to mipooyam – as I am walking down the road that takes me to where you are,

بگو کجایی…..

bego kojaayee? – tell me where are you?

کی رود رخ ماهت از نظرم

key ravad rokhe mahat az nazaram – Would the picture of your beautiful visage that resembles the full moon ever be wiped off my mind?

به غیر نامت کی نام دگر ببرم

be gheyre namat key name degar bebaram? – what other name would I call out but yours?

اگر تو را جویم

Agar to ra jooyam – If I ever find you,

حدیث دل گویم

Hadise del gooyam – I would tell you the stories that weigh on my chest,

بگو کجایی؟

begoo kojaayee? – Tell me where are you?

به دست تو دادم

Be daste to dadam – I handed you

دل پریشانم

dele parishanam – my desperate heart,

دگر چه خواهی

degar cheh khahi? – What else do you require?

فتاده ام از پا

fetadeh am az pa – I am so hurt in my feet for walking so long in search of you

بگو که از جانم

bego ke az janam – tell me that from my life,

دگر چه خواهی

degar cheh mikhahi – what else do you require?

یکدم از خیال من

Yekdam az khiyal-e-man – not even a moment from my dreams

نمی روی ای غزال من

nemiravi ey ghazaal.. – you ever depart my gazelle,

دگر چه پرسی ز حال من

degar cheh persi ze hale man – Why on earth do you ask about my well being,

تا هستم من

ta hastam man – as long as I am alive

اسیر کوی توام

Aseere kooye to-am – I am being taken as a hostage to where you reside,

به آرزوی توام

be aarezooye to-am – I live desiring you,

اگر تو را جویم

حدیث دل گویم

بگو کجایی؟

اگر تو را جویم

Agar to ra jooyam – If I ever find you,

حدیث دل گویم

Hadise del gooyam – I would tell you the stories that weigh on my chest,

بگو کجایی؟

begoo kojaayee? – Tell me where are you?

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Now with the translation that makes it even more haunting. ❤ ❤ ❤

I. Icarus is a lonely boy sitting in a cafe, with ink blistered wings tattooed into his sunburnt skin. He falls into beds like they’re seas and loves suns who don’t give a damn. Wax coats his fingers and he laughs, not knowing why.

II. Cassandra lives in a room made of four windows. Strangers kiss her in dreams as she screams. She sees all, and none believe. “Unstable.” “Wicked.” “Tragic.” They whisper, protected behind planes of broken glass.

III. Achilles offers triumphant smiles as he holds up bloody knuckles. He fights wars on street corners and shares his victory with his beloved. He runs in the moonlight, until his feet ache and his legs collapse. He knows the world is meant to be his, and he will conquer it all.

IV. Pandora listens to the universe from the back of a philosophy class. She inhales chaos and exhales despair. Sweaters cover scared wrists and misery clings to chapped lips. She worships with hollow, faithless eyes. They call her hopeless as she smiles, dried skin cracking. They know nothing.

V. Orpheus plays his music in cigarette haze filled bars. He swallows pills and wine and never dies. He sees shadows flicker when he looks over his shoulder, consuming him. He forgets.

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Only a few of the quotes that the President Elect, Donald Trump, has said about women.

After many many hours, my photography final is FINALLY finished. It has been deleted off Facebook and Instagram, so I’m hoping it can stay up on Tumblr.

oh, this is good

Dedicated to all the WOMEN who, for some reason, thought this man should be our President.

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Okay, so we all know that Poe went around the Resistance base telling everyone about the Handsome Stormtrooper that saved his life – but what about BB-8? Imagine BB-8 coming back to base and promptly telling everyone about the good brave human who saved his Poe. This is Finn he is so lovely, he is the best of all humans, look at him, be nice to him – he’s a little bit slow – doesn’t understand droid at all but he’s a quick learner

And imagine ALL THE DROIDS falling into line, looking after Finn, and Finn is just so nice to them because he remembers what it’s like to be treated like you’re nothing, like you don’t have a personality. And they just adopt him: Finn the best human, they designate him, and R2-D2 – battle-hardened war vet that he is –  teaches him binary but teaches him the bastardised sweary binary that all the older droids speak and BB-8 is innocent and oblivious and C3-PO is scandalised because Finn is going round saying things like fuck me this is hot in this little whistle-beep. 

And whenever Finn sits down he’s surrounded by happy young droids who absolutely adore him, and he is just so nice and all the droids go out of their way to do things for him. 

And yes. Give me sweet lovely Finn with his droid ducklings. 

OMG I NEED THIS ARTED. Just. Finn. Droids. WHAT ARE YOU DOING FINN CAN WE HELP WE’LL JUST WATCH IF YOU DON’T NEED US. FINN IS SLIGHTLY THIRSTY. FIND WATER.

attn @aimmyarrowshigh

Adopted Droid Finn.  The Best Human

Finn belongs to Star Wars . Artwork by Meredith McClaren

aaaaaaaand now i’m imagining chopper and finn (and also chopper and rey), and that’s WAY TOO MANY EMOTIONS for this time of the morning.