UDHR in Amal

Intun hurum ta yinum songiyimha atebimha. Aklu ta korebwa daqeshbum ta peniyak deshiyu neshum edegurum.

AG-all be.free-3pl CONJ be.equal-3pl dignity-ADJ-PL-COM right-PL-COM | reason-ACC CONJ conscience-ACC give-PP-3pl CONJ thought-ADJ-COM brother-ADJ-ACC should-3pl do-REFL-TENT-3pl

All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights. They are endowed with reason and conscience and should act towards one another in a spirit of brotherhood.

Amal grammar link.

Advertisements

amaha

I have reached a point.

Not a point of no return, but rather one of contemplation. I have realized that my efforts with Kala are sporadic and ill-organized. I will be greatly reducing my posts on this blog. In fact, it may be a long while between any posts henceforth. I am somewhat unsure that Kala is becoming (or has become) what I’d intended when I started. In fact, conlanging has, for me, lost much of its wonder and joy and has instead begun to feel somewhat like a chore.

I thank anyone that reads this for your companionship on this journey.

That being said, I do intend to post, albeit much less frequently.

Cheated Hearts

“Sometimes I think that I’m bigger than the sound.”

embrace

our timelessness touches moments
we embrace these intents

we must
or our shells will bust

the mirage
in our mind
plays an homage
of a kind

caress instants as they pass
we, together, travel en mass

Lextreme2018

So, I’ve embarked on #Lextreme2018, on Twitter. I am focusing on Amal rather than Kala. Kala is still my primary project, but it has gone stale in my imagination. Much of it is a jumbled mess and needs serious revision. I plan to work on this revision but in the forefront there might be far fewer posts about Kala for a while in favor of Amal lemma, phrases, and grammar notes. That being said, this blog is still primarily for and about Kala.

Year. Happy. New.

As we enter what is sure to be an interesting year, please, if nothing else, be kind to everyone you meet. You have no idea what others may be living through.

Portishead – The Rip

“As she walks in the room
Scented and tall
Hesitating once more
And as I take on myself
And the bitterness I felt
I realize that love flows

Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?

Through the glory of life
I will scatter on the floor
Disappointed and sore
And in my thoughts I have bled
For the riddles I’ve been fed
Another lie moves over

Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?

Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?”

A beautiful song, with poetic verse.