In a glass lightly
Sometimes, Cairo, with all of its rich fullness and grainy texture, displaces the mind's quiet.
To play the castanets, to really play the castanets, one must have a personality that is bigger than all of the room.
I ran one of those vintage photoshop actions on the photo of a window in Masjid Bilal.
Mosi oa Tunya
Mthatha smells like: damp wood. tastes like: sweet veld grass. sounds like: unhurried deliberation. feels like: the place you would go, to listen to the wind.