That Enchanted Place

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No one ever suspected a girl.
She was the wicked secret in a bedtime story,
The ‘I’ll tell you when you’re older’.
They hid you from the inevitable,
That you would love her,
That she would pick your bones
Between her teeth, and you would
willingly feed her more.

She is:

The girl clutching at knowledge,
An apple, a pomegranate,
In her bloody claw.

She wears:

A red-lipped smile,
(A dagger, really)
Snarling teeth, and a
Body warm under the skin of her latest prey.

Your big bad wolf.

Remember this:

Stories are histories.
She would, and always will,
Wait at your door in the night,
Blow down your house,
Cut out your heart.

You will let her.

Your howl is a deafening revelation. The mirror on the wall is a lie.

The beast you love is her,
and also you.

the beast you love / o.b. (via nataliedormerr)

(Source: guiliafarnese, via mashamorevna)

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Omar Khadr, a sixteen year old Guantanamo Bay detainee weeps uncontrollably, clutching at his face and hair as he calls out for his mother to save him from his torment. “Ya Ummi, Ya Ummi (Oh Mother, Oh Mother),” he wails repeatedly, hauntingly with each breath he takes.

The surveillance tapes, released by Khadr’s defence, show him left alone in an interrogation room for a “break” after he tried complaining to CSIS (Canadian Security Intelligence Service) officers about his poor health due to insufficient medical attention. Ignoring his complaints and trying to get him to make false confessions, the officers get frustrated with the sixteen year old’s tears and tell him to get himself together by the time they come back from their break.

“You don’t care about me. Nobody cares about me,” he sobs to them.

The tapes show how the officers manipulated Khadr into thinking that they were helping him because they were also Canadian and how they taunted him with the prospect of home (Canada), (good) food, and familial reunion.

Khadr, a Canadian, was taken into US custody at the age of fifteen, tortured and refused medical attention because he wouldn’t attest to being a member of Al Qaeda, even though he was shot three times in the chest and had shrapnel embedded in his eyes and right shoulder. As a result, Khadr’s left eye is now permanently blind, the vision in his right eye is deteriorating, he develops severe pain in his right shoulder when the temperature drops, and he suffers from extreme nightmares.

He has been incarcerated at Guantanamo Bay since 2002, suffering extremely harsh interrogations and torture (methods), and is now 25 years old.

27 now, and still imprisoned

i’m in complete shock. i’m so nauseous right now. how is this possible? i don’t know what to do w/ this information. i share it because i can’t imagine that anyone else knows about this. the boy has been incarcerated, tortured, and basically maimed allll w/out a trial. my heart hurts :/


Omar is no longer in Guantanamo. Left without options, he pled guilty to war crimes so that he’d be given an eight year sentence and be able to transfer to a prison in Canada. He remains in prison there. His story is absolutely heartbreaking. This was a 15 year old boy who has been described as crying out for his mother, who slept holding a Mickey Mouse book one of his captors gave him. A teenager taken from his family, tortured, humiliated, threatened with rape, and falsely imprisoned for 12 years now. You can help Omar by writing to him, donating for his defense, and signing petitions for him. Please visit to learn more.

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In this town we literally get what we pay for. It’s been wonderful screening this film across the country, but now it’s time to show some box office love. Don’t do it just for me. Buy a ticket for Dear White People if you want the culture to represent the complexity of the people it entertains and informs. Buy a ticket because you care about seeing nuanced characters of color on the big screen. Do it because the art house could use some color. Do it because one serious movie per awards season and a couple romantic comedies isn’t enough to do our experiences justice. Do it because everyone who worked on this film poured their hearts and souls into crafting something outside the box. Outside the industry formula for getting folks in “niche audiences” to cough up cash for the same tropes and stories. Do it cause Rolling Stone said we’re the shit! Just do it. Chances are you’ll dig the movie, and even you don’t you’ll be helping to open the door for the next kid who’ll do it better. Love ya’ll!


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Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
            You must travel it by yourself.
            It is not far. It is within reach.
            Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
            Perhaps it is everywhere—on water and land.
Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass (via thekimberlychronicles)

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People with self-respect exhibit a certain toughness, a kind of moral nerve; they display what was once called ‘character,’ a quality which, although approved in the abstract, sometimes loses ground to other, more instantly negotiable virtues…Nonetheless, character—the willingness to accept responsibility for one’s own life—is the source from which self-respect springs.
Joan Didion, my favorite author of all time.  (via lusttforlifeblog)

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