(via Centauri Dreams)

    "On Fatalism

Not always wealth, not always force
A splendid destiny commands;
The lordly vulture gnaws the corpse
That rots upon yon barren sands.

Nor want, nor weakness still conspires
To bind us to a sordid state;
The fly that with a touch expires
Sips honey from the royal plate."

---The Holy Imam Shafay


Florilegium Anthropocene.


Khaufpur. (via Under the Fire Star)


"This is what I want to say today, at midnight on the Thursday I turn 72."