Don’t get scared of falling, because every time you’re close of falling, I’ll always be there to catch you.

We have rules and practices in Islam - things that affect our daily lives. I can’t help but feel like these little things are partly there so that not a single day can go by in a Muslim’s life without remembering Allah. Not a single day can pass without thinking about what is right and what is wrong. It becomes our way of life. It’s as though Allah has left little reminders of Him everywhere, so that we think of Him every day and stay close to Him. Reminders that make us want to talk to Him more. Situations that make us crave His comfort. If that isn’t love then I don’t know what is.

I’m alone in whiteness alone…

Um pedacinho da gente sempre fica no outro que vai embora.

Πότε μεγάλωσε τόσο πολύ ο κόσμος, ώστε να μπορέσεις να χαθείς εσύ;

Give me action, not words.

We tend to associate intimacy with closeness and closeness with a certain sum of shared experiences. Yet in reality total strangers, who will never say a single word to each other, can share an intimacy — an intimacy contained in the exchange of a glance, a nod of the head, a smile, a shrug of a shoulder. A closeness that lasts for minutes or for the duration of a song that is being listened to together. An agreement about life. An agreement without clauses. A conclusion spontaneously shared between the untold stories gathered around the song.