I lupi mi šamar, onaj najjači, kad počnem da kukam nad životom i kad počnem da žalim sebe! Pokaži mi prstom ono što imam, pokaži mi one koji to nemaju! Ne tražim ništa, samo me podseti da dišem i podseti me da ima i onih koji ne dišu više.
Everything we know about modern Islamist fundamentalism tells us that the tiny minority of Muslims who fall into Daesh’s cult are not radicalised by imams, in mosques, or even within the ‘Muslim community’. They’re isolated, alienated working-class kids with the barest knowledge of Islam who are radicalised in their own bedrooms through chatrooms and online propaganda. Mosque closures, the vicious Prevent strategy, and attacks on the right of Muslims to practise their faith in the name of counter-terrorism don’t even solve the problem - they do the terrorists’ hard work for them.
Got into a very delightful discussion about turning books into perfume with some of the ladies on IMAM today (I’m a very specific kind of geek, apparently) and churned out these ideas. I was beyond thrilled to find there were a ton of Abhorsen fans there. That series is so underrated.
Really thinking I might get a custom mix done of some of these, actually. The list of fictional scents I’ve composed is now beyond silly in length.
Mogget: Sweet warm milk, furry white musk, a bite of sarcastic ginger, and distant fields of wheat housing the scurrying of small mice.
Astarael: Rosemary, salty tears, the damp cold stone and moss of deep forgotten wells.
Touchstone: Warm honeyed musk, smooth mahogany wood, worn leather, and a feral wisp of blood-rage dragon’s blood.
Kerrigor: Grave dirt, rich wine, thick sticky honeyed musk, a drop of dragon’s blood. A corrupted version of his half-brother.
The Clayr: Snow and ice, white florals, clear cool water.
Orannis: Blood, lightening, and metal.
Lady Cregga Rose Eyes: Shaggy musk, warm vanilla, a hint of dirt and roses, and a sea of dragon’s blood.
Martin the Warrior: Warm brown musk, chestnut shells, golden amber, sturdy oak, a flash of cold starlit metal.
Salamandastron: Burning coals, solid stone, metal, leather, and cool sea air.
Reaper Man: Good clean earth, hard apple ale, and the ozone flash of lightning and rain over ripe fields of grain.
The right of him who does a kindly act (dhu l-ma'ruf) toward you is that you thank him and mention his kindness; you reward him with beautiful words and you supplicate for him sincerely in that which is between you and God. If you do that, you have thanked him secretly and openly. Then, if you are able to repay him one day, you repay him.