Peekabo

Peekabo
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The oldest school in Sweden, they had the cutest windows.

Mushroom

Mushroom
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Will you pick me? I might kill you.

Hungry

I haven't been hungry in a long time. In the double sense of the word. My stomach and my mind seem to feeling o-k-a-y and quite filled with things. There's no craving for food, for knowledge, or for love. Do I have enough? Or is it simply that I'm a numb, the same way when you wake up early in the morning and stare into nothingness, thinking about nothing with your spoon of cereal half dangling in the air?

Maybe I'm caught in that moment. Sometimes I feel like everything is like blurry, fast and rushing. And life seems to be leaving me in eye of the tornado, with infinity. Is this the very essence of summer holiday. The time when you don't have to think about anything.

These days when not much is happening and there's no pressure to do anything. No pressure to have to prove you're living makes me feel restless in the beginning. But now I really feel like this is life. Slowly other things creep to become importance. Such as solitarity. I haven't enjoyed being alone with myself in a long time. Cooking, sunbathing, reading, writing, listening to music. All this you can only truly feel when you are alone, when you're devoting all your attention.

Pearl's of Swine the best comic on earth. Today's strip: (I love pig.)

Listening to Coldplay "White Shadows"
Maybe you get what you wanted. Maybe you stumble upon it. Everything you ever wanted in a permanent state. Maybe you'll know when you see it. Maybe if you say it you'll mean it. And when you find it you'll keep it in a permanent state.

Has anybody noticed the little flickr banner? I put up the summer's picture there. Enjoy.

Where?

Water gathered in the side by the railings.
Not afraid of getting wet.
Converse shoes splashed into.
Seeing waterfalls and yet another.
The thin strip of white coming
from Where?
Floating, crashing into Where?
Wonder.
It's journey pass the mountains
I can't explore.
Seagulls above.
Dolphins below.
Following us in the journey
Across, Through, and To
our destination Where?
Gudvangen, Atlantic, Heaven.
Who's my company? Where?
I'm heading away with the boat.
But you remain.
Maybe the waves will bring me back.
Or the water from the rain.
But back to Where?

Poem written 28th July 2005, on the ferry between Kaupanger and Gudvangen in Norway. Doesn't it remind you of Gauguin's "D'ou Venons-Nous? Que Sommes-Nous? Ou Allons-Nous?"?

For Clara

Chet Baker - I Fall in Love Too Easily

There are those who can leave love or take it
Love to them is just what they make it
I wish that I were the same
But love is my favorite game

I fall in love too easily
I fall in love too fast
I fall in love too terribly hard
For love to ever last

My heart should be well-schooled
'cause I've been burned in the past
And still I fall in love too easily
I fall in love too fast

To break the almost two month due of silence from my side I'll start softly with a dedication of Chet Baker's "I fall in love too easily" for Clara. Maybe you've heard it already, if you haven't do. (Listen to it here)It's always nice to transmogrify the detritus of human confusion into something glorius and beautiful. Like love and emotions. We make things what they are. I for example actually like to feel miserable sometimes, to feel something real. Hurt, pain and longing is just the other side of happiness. They co-exist. That's why even in the most depressing moments there's always a smile (sometimes a smirk) that mocks you. The key is never to be sedentary about feelings. To delve in too deeply and suddenly all the doors close in. Because they change, life changes. You're just in for the ride, holding on and knowing that you at least are real. It's a wonder how fast we grasp things beyond ourselves... but those changes just seem surreal. Who knows if they really happened?

Seriosity was never fun. People got to be able to see things in angles and dimenstions and with colors.

And P.S. Hope you enjoyed my "oh-deep-thought" entry Emelie. See you guys tomorrow.