#Tangier Beach

[skf-fineart]

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997)

"Peter Orlovsky, Jack Kerouac and William S. Burroughs on a beach in Morocco", 1957

Gelatin silver print, 11 x 14 in.

[christinatravel]

Serene Azure Escape: A Beach Symphony of Tangier

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[paulpingminho]

[sn3000]

Home is where even dogs stop to watch the sunsets

[postcard-from-the-past]

Cecil hotel on the Beach of Tangier, Morocco

French vintage postcard

[pwlanier]

JOHN LAVERY

Irish (1856-1941)

The Beach, Tangier (1911)

Oil on canvas

Capsule Auctions

[goodplace-janet]

if you squint at the horizon in this beach photo I took in Tangier, you can see the shore of Spain

[Image: an expanse of yellow sand dotted with beach umbrellas and a ceiling of blue sky above a layer of soft white clouds meet at the ocean in the middle. a hazy hint of mountains on the horizon distinguishes the sea from the distant shore, while an arm of land from either side of the bay reaches toward it. /end ID]

[fatfables]

Big Sir and Allen Gainsburg

I saw the best bellies of my generation destroyed by fatness, bulging hysterical naked,

dragging themselves through the fast food streets at dawn looking for a hungry fix,

Jack felt like the gutter that he was dragging his fat ass through. He’d been wandering through the streets for six hours wondering when he’d find an open cafe. Wild with hunger and passionately hungover he thirsted for cake like a cock for ass. His bloated belly hung out from between his open plaid shirt, tightly constrained by his plain white tee, it was big, round and ballooned shaped. It bounced with every heavy step. He lit the last smoke of the pack as he plodded onto the Haight.

He’d already traipsed through the Mission, searched Union Square and the Wharf. Nowhere was fucking open. This city was a fucking killer to walk around. He preferred to travel the road by car. He dreamed of a day, far from 1955, when the city would be full of twenty four hour dinners and electrically powered personal mobility devices that would save a man from having to walk a single block up these hills. Maybe one day they would even deliver food to your door on such devices. His belly howled with hunger. Until he heard the jazz.

The sweet music of man trumpets was coming from a third floor window, “Bbrrraaaarrrpppp!” He looked up to the apartment window and heard a familiar voice.

“That was the sweetest one yet, man! Fruitier than a tangerine dream!”

It was Lawrence Spaghetti. 

“Hey Lawrence! Let me in, man! I’m dying out here!”

“Is that Flapajack I hear?”

“Yeah man, It’s me! I’m starving! I’ve been out here all night!”

“”Ok man, we’ll let you in.”

The apartment was littered with food wrappers, beer cans, and cigarette butts that had been discarded on the carpet. Two heavily obese young men and one older one were splayed out half-comatose across two filthy sofas. Lawrence had laid himself down, legs akimbo, on one sofa. The other sofa was full of Will and Allen. The former was dressed smart in an ill-fitting suit that busted at the seams. The latter was humongous, a real beached whale, with long greasy black hair, geeky glasses, an unkempt beard, and manner.

Jack spoke to Will.

“I’m so fucking hungry, man. Please tell me you guys have the good stuff?”

“Giant cocks spunking puke jizz over the poor naked wild boys I didn’t alien rape in Tangiers kill my wife”

“You can’t talk to him, man. Too much cake, too far gone, tooo much cake.” It was Lawrence who spoke. “You wanna hit, man?”

“Naked twitching anuses flabby mexican boys”

“Ya see? Lost in cake.”

“I’ll take a hit, thanks man.”

Lawrence poured two pounds of cake mix into the bong Jack inhaled it in one go.

“Woo, I needed that!”

Lawrence reloaded Jack sucked down crazy clown circus entangled in intestines. Belly belonging bloat balloon

Queesy queers quack as they quaff quazy amounts of quirkus animals shut up will. Will’s buttons pop like whizzing bullet towards wife head belly burst open all to see cake will too much

“America make better us liberal food portions us” said Lawrence.

“You guys are way ahead of me,” said Jack as his stomach rumbled.

He went to the kitchen and found quazy amounts of cookies, chips and cake. He snorted a line of chip dust dick twitch and donut dope 

nose hair wibble wobble ass fat jiggle joggle

Will Lawrence comfy sleep anus mouth jizz tasty fat fat fat leaky ass fat millions of american youth love cock pound hard shirt lift torn belly Norman Rockwell bloat ass strain wide gap thunder fart face breath cum taste wild boy inflate guts rectal explosion yes 

Jack was now satisfied, horny and full, He sunk into the sofa next to Allen

“It always makes me hungry to love the bloat somehow- hate's so easy compared.”

“Big Sir,” said Allen, “I’m with you in Fatland where you’re fatter than I am”

Allen had eaten enough to transfer to another gastral plain. He was only aware of Jack due to the closeness of his circumference to his circumcision. Moluch! He shouted. No, they're all gone. I ate the last of them said Jack stomach pounding bursting full.

Bear beard bloated madness. Wild boys no Will asleep. 

Moloch! Moloch!  Fat party apartments! invisible sloburbs! swollen treasuries! blind capital gains! Demonic fast food industries! anal nations! Intestine gaseous madhouses! granite cocks! monstrous ass bombs!

Sshhh! Jack, calm Allen, mouth cock belly face. Fatter tomorrow cake mix hit more consume inhale groan stretch belch cake mix hit girth wound hard soft flab cake mix hit inhale digest pain cake mix hit inhale growth bloat boat belly sail wind champagne cake hit mix inhale large tank fire power face hit take inhale drown stream burst banks cake mix hit inhale monstrous digest intestines full cake mix hit inhale scream breath bong swell burst balls take hit inhale

Jack sleep Allen ass fat face Allen: who balled after breakfast in the dinner times in restaurants and the grass of public parks and bakeries scattering their semen freely to whomever come who may,

Sleep wild boys feast all night America boys fat future lazy safe scattering their semen freely to whomever come who may. 

home is where your ass is

[smileartdigital]

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[ahlulhaditht]

Famous picture of Tangiers (not mine), Bilād al-Maghrib, North of Morocco

Posted 2d Sha'abān 1444 - 23 Feb 2023

إنَّها أول ما بُدِئ به في الدين، فمأخوذ مما ورد في الصحيحين من حديث عائشة - رضي الله عنها - قالت: "أوَّل ما بُدِئ به رسولُ الله - صلَّى الله عليه وسلَّم - الرؤيا الصادقة".

The commencement of the Divine Inspiration to Allah's Messenger (ﷺ) was in the form of good righteous (true) dreams in his sleep.

This Hadīth is mentioned by al-Allāmah (the great scholar) Sheikh inn Nāsir As-Sa'dī رحمه الله (mostly known because Sheikh Ibn Utheymeen رحمه الله studied under him) in his treaty of Sūrah Yūsuf and the importance of true dreams in Our Religion of Islām.

This is a reminder for those who do not give any attention to dreams.

True dreams will increase at the end of times, we know that from a Hadīth of our Prophet ﷺ already quoted in previous posts.

The issue is the difficulties we will meet in interpreting them correctly, as this requires knowledge and Hikmah.

True dreams are those of the believers who fear their Rabb - Lord, and there are criteria given in our Deen about signs that a dream is true (rather than a vision inspired from Shaytaan or حديث النفس - something that your mind is busy with and has no meaning).

حَدَّثَنَا هِشَامُ بْنُ عَمَّارٍ، حَدَّثَنَا مَالِكُ بْنُ أَنَسٍ، حَدَّثَنِي إِسْحَاقُ بْنُ عَبْدِ اللَّهِ بْنِ أَبِي طَلْحَةَ، عَنْ أَنَسِ بْنِ مَالِكٍ، قَالَ قَالَ رَسُولُ اللَّهِ ـ صلى الله عليه وسلم ـ ‏ "‏ الرُّؤْيَا الْحَسَنَةُ مِنَ الرَّجُلِ الصَّالِحِ جُزْءٌ مِنْ سِتَّةٍ وَأَرْبَعِينَ جُزْءًا مِنَ النُّبُوَّةِ ‏"‏ ‏.‏

Grade: Sahih

It was narrated from Anas bin Malik that the Messenger of Allah (ﷺ) said:

"A good dream from a righteous man is one of the forty-six parts of prophecy.”

This was for introducing what follows on what appear to be true dreams seen now by our Muslim brothers and sisters across the Ummah...

PhD Dr Ismaīl BenZakariyah, a dā'ī from Tangiers, Bilād al-Maghrib (Morocco) : Dreams are coming to us regarding Misr - Egypt still, and in particular Iskandariya - Alexandria. (More about Dr. In previous posts)

Dreams are about again a very great event, a disaster that will hit Iskandariya. One of those dreams around this topic, is being mentioned in detail by Dr. Ismaīl :

The brother saw himself standing on Iskandariya's beach. In the same dream he heard someone calling in a loud voice and saying that Al-Imām Al Mahdī will appear and his bay'a (swearing of allegiance) will be between Rukn and al-Maqām.

In this same dream he saw the city of Iskandariya facing huge destruction. Huge waves triggered by some major disaster were falling and breaking everything in the city.

The following scene was a group of people in a masjid, they were in a state of tranquility and calm, and nothing of the destructive power of the extremely large tidal waves reached them.

The brother saw himself busy on trying to help some of the people affected by the disaster but he was untouched himself by the destruction. He saw the people hugely affected by the violence of the disaster but he was not touched at all.

Dr Ismaīl BenZakariyah says it is hard to go into detail about each event in the dream and try to interpret it correctly as we may err.... However there seems to be a link between these great disasters and the appearance of Al-Imām al-Mahdī, and Allāh knows best.

Are the earthquakes that we are seeing right now prepararing for some major events still to come that will conclude with the emergence of the awaited Mahdī?

Another inference from this dream is that a great event in Iskandariya will spearhead the appearance of Al-Imām al-Mahdī and Allāh knows best. It also possibly indicates that some people in Misr will be amongst those who give allegiance to Al-Imām al-Mahdī.

And Allāh knows best

[joegramoe]

John Phillips, the leader of the Mamas & the Papas, released his first solo album, John, the Wolf King of L.A., in 1970.013 The album was not commercially successful, but it received favorable reviews from fans and critics alike. All songs on the album were originals, dealing mostly with recent events in Phillips' life, including references to his new girlfriend Geneviève Wate and longtime friend Ann Marshall. The backing musicians included members of Wrecking Crew.1 The album is recommended for fans of country/folk rock and adventurous fans of the Mamas & the Papas. Some of the songs reference the ocean and the beach, as well as broad ranging locales like Tangiers and Mississippi. The infectiously mellow groove permeates his best solo record.

As far as I'm concerned, everyone needs to give this a spin!!

[christinatravel]

Sunset Stroll: Beach in Tangier, Morocco 🌅🏖️

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[paulpingminho]

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[parfumieren]

L'Air de Rien (Miller Harris)

L'Air de Rien wears a embroidered sheepskin Afghan coat with long, curly blonde fleece festooning the collar and cuffs. Stained from long travels, softened by hard wear, it reeks of cigarette smoke, incense, patchouli oil, lanolin, and the accumulated body odors of she who has worn it -- largely without the benefit of soap and water-- for six weeks straight.

And what an eventful six weeks it's been! Tangiers, Marrakech, the Atlas Mountains, fueled by hashish and mint tea from morning to night... Remember the souk in Fes, spices by the sackful lined up on the paving stones? Remember sleeping on the beach at Essaouira, to be awakened at dawn by children selling fresh dates wrapped in palm leaves? Then there was that midnight camel ride under a sickle moon... was that still Morocco? Or Algiers? (Or Paris; they have camels and moons in Paris, don't they? All that bourbon can make a girl forget things...)

Anyway, Paris: pastis and cigarettes on the balcony of Jagger's suite at the Hôtel de Crillon. He was in rare form that night-- and L'Air de Rien's got the bruises to prove it. This Navajo silver-and-turquoise bracelet? Mick gave it to her, naturally... for services rendered. (But the black leather bullwhip? Well... it wasn't exactly given so much as taken; a souvenir, you understand....)

Other souvenirs housed in the coat's infernal pockets: ticket stubs, phone numbers, unpaid traffic citations, Gauloises Bleues, pot seeds, licorice cough lozenges, tear-stained love letters, soiled panties, stolen hotel room keys, a Barretta (loaded), a hash pipe (empty-- je suis désolée!), and silk-tasseled mala beads worn shiny by repeated caresses between perfumed fingers...

She shows up on your doorstep at two a.m., bleary-eyed and laughing, pushing her way past you without further invitation. You'll let me crash here, won't you, love? Ravenous from weeks on the road, she empties out your refrigerator for an impromptu feast-- and leaves a mountain of dirty dishes in your kitchen sink. She seems to smoke just to show off her French inhale, and to wear clothes just to theatrically remove them while you watch. When she's gone, your sofa cushions smell of her for weeks-- the rich and musky scent of an outlaw life, replete with unbrushed teeth, unwashed hair, and the wood smoke of a thousand bonfires.

It could be as people say-- L'Air de Rien is Muscs Koublaï Khän's spoiled little sister, coasting around the world on the last fumes of a much-abused trust fund. But you don't believe everything you hear, do you? Better to take the word of her spiritual mentor, Edna St. Vincent Millay: L'Air de Rien is one of those "gypsy souls following false paths in search of camping grounds that cannot be on earth, thirsting after poisoned springs, singers of forbidden songs, insatiable..."

Scent Elements: Oakmoss, neroli, musk, amber, vanilla

[ayearincontent]

books 2017-2021

2017

A View from the Foothills, Chris Mullin (2009)

The Noise of Time, Julian Barnes (2016)

The End of the Party, Andrew Rawnsley (2010)

As I Walked Out One Midsummer Morning, Laurie Lee (1969)

2018

A Death in the Family, Karl Ove Knausgård (2013)

A History of the World in 10½ Chapters, Julian Barnes (1989)

Never Mind, Edward St Aubyn (2012)

Reservoir 13, Jon McGregor (2017)

In Love, Alfred Hayes (1953)

Autumn, Ali Smith (2016)

Educated, Tara Westover (2018)

The Children Act, Ian McEwan (2014)

The Only Story, Julian Barnes (2018)

Bad News, Edward St Aubyn (2012)

On Chesil Beach, Ian McEwan (2007)

The Power, Naomi Alderman (2016)

Conversations with Friends, Sally Rooney (2017)

Swimming Home, Deborah Levy (2011)

Amsterdam, Ian McEwan (1998)

Less, Andrew Sean Greer (2017)

Convenience Store Woman, Sayaka Murata (2018)

Cassandra at the Wedding, Dorothy Baker (1962)

Lincoln in the Bardo, George Saunders (2017)

The Swimming Pool Library, Alan Hollinghurst (1988)

Wide Sargasso Sea, Jean Rhys (1966)~

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Jonathan Safran Foer (2005)#

This is Going to Hurt, Adam Kay (2017)

Normal People, Sally Rooney (2018)#

Asymmetry, Lisa Halliday (2018)

2019

Things Fall Apart, Chinua Achebe (1958)#

The 100-Year Life: Living and Working in an Age of Longevity, Lynda Gratton and Andrew Scott (2016)

Purple Hibiscus, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (2004)#

Outline, Rachel Cusk (2014)

Florida, Lauren Groff (2018)

The People in the Trees, Hanya Yanagihara (2013)#

Things I Don’t Want to Know, Deborah Levy (2018)

The Tattooist of Auschwitz, Heather Morris (2018)#

Ordinary People, Diana Evans (2019)

The Sailor who Fell from Grace with the Sea, Yukio Mishima (1999)

The Line of Beauty, Alan Hollinghurst (2004)

Flowers for Algernon, Daniel Keyes (1966)#

Brilliant, Brilliant, Brilliant Brilliant Brilliant, Joel Golby (2019)

Love, Nina: Dispatches from Family Life, Nina Stibbe (2013)

On the Road, Jack Kerouac (1957)

The World According to Garp, John Irving (1978)#

Good Morning, Midnight, Jean Rhys (1939)

Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez (1985)

Never Let Me Go, Kazuo Ishiguro (2005)#

Why We Sleep, Matthew Walker (2017)

This is Pleasure, Mary Gaitskill (2019)

Some Hope, Edward St Aubyn (2012)

Mr Salary, Sally Rooney (2019)

2020

We Should All Be Feminists, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (2014)

Three Women, Lisa Taddeo (2019)#

Twas The Nightshift Before Christmas, Adam Kay (2019)

The Future of Capitalism, Paul Collier (2018)

South of the Border, West of the Sun, Haruki Murakami (1999)#

Smile Please, Jean Rhys (1979)

So You’ve Been Publicly Shamed, Jon Ronson (2015)#

Reunion, Fred Uhlman (1971)

Night Boat to Tangier, Kevin Barry (2019)

A Little Life, Haniya Yanagihara (2015)

Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov (1955)#

Boomerang, Michael Lewis (2012)#

Exciting Times, Naoise Dolan (2020)

An American Marriage, Tayari Jones (2018)#

Nothing to Envy, Barbara Demick (2010)

Calypso, David Sedaris (2018)#

Why I’m No Longer Talking To White People About Race, Reni Eddo-Lodge (2017)

Any Human Heart, William Boyd (2002)

Slouching Towards Bethlehem, Joan Didion (1968)

The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, Junot Díaz (2007)#

Lullaby, Leïla Slimani (2016)#

Summerwater, Sarah Moss (2020)

Intimations, Zadie Smith (2020)

The Appointment, Katharina Volckmer (2020)

Brighton Rock, Graham Greene (1938)

Frankenstein, Mary Shelley (1831)#

The Secret Barrister: Stories of the Law and How It's Broken (2018)

The Order of the Day, Eric Vuillard (2017)

2021

I'm Afraid of Men, Vivek Shraya (2018)#

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1929)

Why We Get the Wrong Politicians, Isabel Hardman (2018)

The Spy Who Came In From The Cold, John Le Carre (1963)#

Emma, Jane Austen (1815)

News of the World: A Novel, Paulette Jiles (2016)#

Transit, Rachel Cusk (2018)

Good Behaviour, Molly Keane (1981)#

Deep Work, Cal Newport (2016)

The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera (1984)#

We Are All Birds of Uganda, Hafsa Zayyan (2021)

One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez (1970)

Dead Souls, Sam Riviere (2021)

Piranesi, Susanna Clarke (2020)#

Hangover Square, Patrick Hamilton (1941)

My Brilliant Friend, Elena Ferrante (2012)

The Rachel Papers, Martin Amis (1973)

Sorrow and Bliss, Meg Mason (2021)

Kudos, Rachel Cusk (2018)

Remains of the Day, Kazuo Ishiguro (1989)

The Nickel Boys, Colson Whitehead (2019)#

How to Write a Novel in 6 Months, Thomas Emson (2020)

Writing a Novel, Richard Skinner (2018)

Where There's a Will: Hope, Grief and Endurance in a Cycle Race Across a Continent, Emily Chappell (2019)#

Arbitration: A Very Short Introduction, Thomas Schultz and Thomas Grant (2021)

No. 91/92: Notes on a Parisian Commute, Lauren Elkin (2021)

Metroland, Julian Barnes (1980)