self-love affair

Last night my physical and mental engaged in a cold war. The cycle of knowing my purpose but failing to engrave it into my daily life has become obsolete. Luminescent ideas spark my body throughout, escaped from the brain they sit idle in the bones- f l i c k e r i n g – a second away from dimming. Action – they need turbulence. Our mouths move yet our bodies remain.

At a desperate attempt to feel useful, 21:00 pm on the clock, I grab my Queen ~ Your Highness Sewing Machine , empowered to create.

Queen ~ Your Highness Sewing Machine

Threads, needles and swords out; the combat begins. The aim was to make a lovely black textured Burqa for Praying. Idea = fresh. Actual process = dull. 23:00 pm on the clock I lay numb on the couch, my Queen let me down, “technical difficulties” she tried to explain.

Defeated, as if the now malfunctioning sewing machine has a vile vendetta against me and only me. The cold war swells up, tensions tighten – my bombarded brain still yearns for a release. I refuse to give up. 02:30 am on the clock, I decide to bake. My very first love.

Tins, whisks and swords out; the combat begins. Realizing that at this moment, my temporary happiness relies on whether or not I achieve this one thing – just this one time.

Well…

Cinnamon Bun with choco/coffee glaze

Cinnamon Bun with choco/coffee glaze

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Imagename: Dull Princess

My routine is straight stitching, zigzag sewing, automatic embroidery, overcasting, blind stitching,button sewing, buttonhole sewing, binding, zipper sewing, hemming, twin needle sewing, quilting. With my lunch breaks I thread my needles, wind my bobbins and such. Evening settles in… i’m hidden in dust filled corners – morning sails in and my mechanisms continue to be abused. Though she is ancient and tainted , i must say, The Queen still reigns.

[side chat]

sadly, my queen sewing machine has to sit aside – it’s only job will be looking pretty and attractive for a while ’cause it doesn’t work. I’m investing in a brand new very dull looking technical machine, we’ll call it princess as the queen still reigns. If Allah wills i’ll be making clothes in 2 weeks or so.

∞Insha’Allah∞

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found this Grand piece of metal lying in the garage back at home

dust still hugging its curves

paint chipping off its circumference

 its Colossal rusty wheel waiting to be rotated

centuries old yet maintaining its vintage class