Gerçek isminin keder olduğunu söyleyene kadar öfkemle uzun süre oturdum.
I sat with my anger long enough, until she told me that her real name was grief.
Source - Butch/Femme edited by M.G Soares
The Hong Kong Jockey Club - where tradition and speed race round the bend
On Hong Kong's neon-soaked nights, a heart beats at a gallop: the Jockey Club, a colossal paradox since 1884 - both a temple of sport and a benefactor of the city. Here, wealth and ritual merge when sleek horses shoot across the turf like liquid gold.
The crowd goes wild, bets whisper of luck and loss, but there is more behind the frenzy: schools, hospitals, culture - financed by the race of the hooves. A high-stakes game in which even the city wins.
I am afraid -
not of the darkness,
not of the storm
that breaks through the night.
But of it,
of strange hands coming,
quietly, uninvited,
and try
to extinguish the glow in my eyes -
this wild flickering,
that lets me breathe.
Let me burn,
even if it blinds you.
Let me blaze,
even if it frightens you.
Because I am not a spark,
that can be extinguished -
just a star,
that awakens in its own light.
My friend would be the same maybe even better
let’s see how many transphobics we can weed out
Anne seni çok özledim 😞
anne ben geldim, üstüm başım
uzak yolların tozlarıyla perişan
çoktan paralandı ördüğün kazak
üzerinde yeşil nakışlar olan
anne ben geldim, yoruldum artık
her yolağzında kendime rastlamaktan
hep acılı, sarhoş ve sarsak
şiirler çırpıştıran bi adam
kurumuş kuyunun suyu, incirin
sütü çoktan çekilmiş
bir zamanlar dünya sandığım bahçeyi
ayrık otları, dikenler bürümüş
kapıdaki çıngırak kararmış nemden
atnalı ve sarmısak duruyor ama
oğlum, mektup yaz diyen
sesin hala kulaklarımda
anne ben geldim, ağdaki balık
bardaktaki su kadar umarsızım
dizlerin duruyor mu başımı koyacak?
anne ben geldim, oğlun, hayırsızın..
ahmet erhan külliyatı
**Sun Moon Lake, Taiwan** 🌊🛥️🌞🌿
Today was just perfect. The **Sun Moon Lake** glistened in the gentle sunshine, the water was as smooth as glass and so clear that the surrounding mountains doubled in size. Despite the many tourists, there was a peaceful silence - as if everything was in harmony. You could simply lose yourself in the vastness of the landscape, feel the gentle breeze and let your mind wander.
A place that offers peace without asking for anything in return. 💙
The desert has no answer.
"It only asks"
**Berber wisdom**