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NADEREH ABDELAHYEVA in The Silence (dir. Mohsen Makhmalbaf, 1998, Iran, Tajikistan, France)

“Makhmalbaf has said that this scene was inspired by a poem of Forugh Farrokhzad (the popular female poet who died in 1967). Eric Egan has located this poem in which there is a movement from ‘the girl who coloured her cheeks with geranium petals’ to ‘a lonely woman.’ However, it seems that Makhmalbaf remains with the young girl who decorates herself, and who is still in the garden, enjoying paradise. She is not yet ‘a lonely woman’, rather she is enjoying the moment and celebrating life…” [Lloyd Ridgeon, “Listening for an ‘Authentic’ Iran: Mohsen Makhmalbaf’s The Silence/Sokut]

Way too much!

maybe she’s born with it maybe it’s just the character traits she stole from her favorite fictional characters

Self improvement is the most powerful magic of all.

BIRDS: EXPOSED

SERATONIN: RISING

my father couldn’t warm my frozen hands

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— Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed To Flesh: Journals & Notebooks, 1964 – 1980

[text ID: The longing to touch/be touched. I feel gratitude when I touch someone—as well as affection etc. The person has allowed me proof that I have a body—and that there are bodies in the world.]

The fact that humans can be killed through physical means is so ridiculous to me