How to have a Office Romance on Zoom
Aries: No legacy is as rich as honesty - William Shakespeare
Taurus: My greatest pain in life is that i will never be able to see myself perform live - Kanye West
Gemini: People always say that you’re going the wrong way, when its simply your own way - Angelina Jolie
Cancer: Carry out a random act of kindness, with no expectation of reward, safe in the knowledge that one day someone might do the same for you - Princess Diana
Leo: Once you can express yourself, you can tell the world what you want from it - Jackie O
Virgo: It is our choices what show us who we truly are , far more than our abilities - J.K Rowling
Libra: Ultimately, you have just one life. You never know unless you try and you never get anywhere unless you ask - Kate Winslet
Scorpio: I love when people underestimate me and they become pleasantly surprised - Kim Kardashian
Sagittarius: You can get success all you want, but to get it, you cant falter. you cant slip. you cant sleep. one eye open, for real and forever - Jay Z
Capricorn: You are not the opinion of someone who doesn’t know you - Taylor Swift
Aquarius: Talent without working hard is nothing- Cristiano Ronaldo
Pisces: There’s a voice inside you what tells you should to do - Alan Rickman
Because…..he had a plan…pass it on 📝📝📝
Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)
the inherent romanticism of being thought of.
i used to think that icarus’ death was just a tragic accident—the kind so prevalent in greek mythology, where the hero survives the most dangerous part but tragedy befalls in the most unexpected/preventable way as a result of hubris/arrogance/carelessness. but icarus’ fate was no accident. tragic, yes, but also beautiful in its inevitability: a tribute to the inexorable entanglement between love and death, desire and destruction, intimacy and decay — all of which are ultimately just forms of want and loss. after all, everything has a price, an equal and opposite reaction.
desire is synonymous with fire. it’s something i think mortals are only capable of experiencing in tiny doses: little fires in our guts, live wires down our spine, warm flushes across our cheeks. like taking very small sips of too-hot tea, desire must be drawn out over a lifetime of intimacy—lest it burn us up completely. but apollo feels things with all his immortal intensity: he is pure fire and light and heat. i am not sure there exists a purer form of love than that of the sun.
this is why icarus’ fate is no accident, nor another allegory on the dangers of hubris. it was inevitable from the start. the same way achilles’ virility and vitality was paid for with his death at such a young age, the heat from apollo’s fleeting, fatal moment of desire for icarus is the same as a lifetime’s worth of slow-burning love between two mortals.
i like to believe that icarus didn’t lose his life—not exactly. he just lived it all at once in a single, blazing moment of intimacy with the sun.
Teyana and Iman