“And I say to myself: A moon will rise from my darkness.” وأَقول لنفسِي: سَيطلعُ مِن عَتْمَتِي قَمَر. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ At some point in your life, you will experience the most profound darkness. You will flounder around in the dark, wondering. As the storms of your life rages, you will question who you are, who you had become and where you are going.
Yes, a soul-shaking series of events that led to a turbulent life crisis. You had to grieve, reflect, grow and adapt to the changes in your life. While the path contained uncertainty, pain and loneliness, you had to find a way to keep going. You had to find a way out.
One day you will be grateful for having experienced this period of darkness in your life. Why? Because one day, the darkness will bring you to the light. You will not understand until you go through this dark period, from begining to end.
You will realize that your grueling and painful journey will bring you to a place of clarity and happiness. In your darkest hour, you will find yourself and your purpose. And most importantly, this place of confusion and darkness will help you understand and appreciate the light.
You’ll emerge with a newfound appreciation for where you’ve been and will learn lessons that last a lifetime. Your darkest hours are merely a setup for your greatest days ahead, a new moon!
Just a spot from the cosmic moon-rise
It is all a bit odd
Scars that vanish when people look
Rip back the wrapper
Let me hide under my duvet
The universe at my fingertips
Maybe it is time for my story
So high and so low
The next thing is always too close
But too far away
We never actually experience this
Let me dream
These pages that mean too much
Procrastination is a sin
Let me love
Why ever not
Kiss like a virgin
I am sorry
Let me be ~Thalia
A poem I wrote ‘Hold your breath’ This is the motto and life force behind my brand. Based on the polar opposite of the phrase ‘Don’t hold your breath’ to insinuate that it will not happen. This motto has motivated my spirit and gave me the confidence to breathe through my art. Inspiring my debut collection of treasured scarves digitally printed on the finest silks, with hems sewn by hand in Lyon, France.
a habit (admittedly, a cheesy one) I started a few years ago was to take any magazines I would receive in the mail & cut out positive words & phrases that mattered to me or defined me. the media/advertisements in our culture project an unachievable & often times unrealistic image of what our lives should be - how we should look, act, live, - & everything (& body, & home, etc) seems to be perfect. the truth is, we are flawed. we have challenges & failures & messiness that we just don't want anyone to see. & what we view in the media can enforce our fears of never living up to the standard. so, I take a magazine with unrealistic expectations & re-piece it into meaningful, uplifting, powerful messages to encourage myself to keep being me - real, flawed, messy, me. ❤ my truths & my values are the standard, not what anyone else tells me they should be.
[Vitriolic Verses] -S.A.L.
Time-locked martyr of dissidence
Desperate disintegrated diamonds
Demonic evolution revolving around rebellion
Returning to dust to rise like the Phoenix
Ennui encapsulated in cycles of folly
Broken appendages; food for the free
Breath of serenity consciously seething
Amending with sanctity sacrilege speaks
Violent oppression to mark your forgiveness
There are no people with whom I am one.
All Men are vile creatures, whether sleeping or weeping.
I would only remorse in killing the Sun.
Forgoing the remedy, Peace is no project.
Destruction through damnation, face it, you'll run.
I see no creature as wise as the bird,
Though, flightless ones are fools.
A bird that cannot fly is like a man that cannot choose.
Yet many of them dwell in murky pools.
The age of annihilation is set.
The time that darkness will rule.
I see no evil or regret,
And time as but a tool.