hills of morning 2

the year of the postchristian era almost through. another few days remain in the hijri calendar.
wandering in the world of the ten thousand things.
whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and [...]

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hills of morning

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1. morning.
2. morning.
3. raspberries under snow.
4. our kittens keep dying or otherwise disappearing. here we have wuddistan’s newest residents. the orange one is salahuddin, the black one with long hair is johannes josephus.

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here we stand at the end of paths taken

moonlight bright tonight, stars brilliant over winter snow, northern lights spanning the horizon and falling stars diving languid toward the earth as i drove home.
somewhere, thousands of kilometers away, millions of pilgrims stand on the plain of ‘arafah.
labbayk, rabb. despite everything, here i stand.
“we are always the edge of the world” (david manicom)

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a christmas letter 2

the year’s family christmas letter. it’s also been months in which this world has witnessed the most violence to date, inflicted by me to others and by others to me, but i didn’t talk about that.
i might start posting again soon. alternately, i might not.
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The sun sets and rises and sets. Our lives cycle through [...]

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