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DAGEN.

Det var egentlig en ret ordinær dag. Vinter, men ikke noget ekstremt. Morgenen havde lagt et slør over udsigten, en blanding af støvregn og tåge i lette gardiner.  Fra jeg vågnede, nok også før, var jeg en smule melankolsk. Men det er ikke noget nyt, og kunne være så meget værre. Det var den slags vemod der også varmer og er meget rar at nusse lidt om.  Når jeg sætter mig lidt op i sengen, kan…

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A "funny" thing... That goes for the danish as well. I don't think it has anything with language to do. Maybe not even words...

“It’s fascinating. You know all these words, and they’re all English, but when you string them together into sentences, they just don’t make any sense.”

— Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

I’m not everything I want to be, but I’m more than I was, and I’m still learning.

Charlotte Eriksson, Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself (via books-n-quotes)

Me too...

To reflect oneself out of all illusion is not as difficult as to reflect oneself into an illusion.

Søren Kierkegaard, Stages on Life’s Way (via philosophybits)

One more making sense out of the nonsense...

A very small tiny cloud was badly blinded: It thought that it could sneak across the valley without being noticed. Normally it would wait untill darkness, but it wanted so much to go to town, that it simply couldn't wait. It had been some time, and the tiny cloud loved that particular village more than anything else. So it dared, impatiently, to start its returning just about a half hour too soon... And the settling sun, otherwise ready to a peaceful nights rest, saw the little sneaking cloud; caught it in the act. And then turned on the headlight. With a horrible result for the cloud: Totally blind and somewhat burned it tumbled across the sky, just trying to stay above the horizon. The suns exploding outburst was just an instant reaction, and not because the sun really wanted to hurt any cloud. Especially not such a tiny one. That only wanted to return to its beloved village. So, all in all, it was an unhappy accident, more than anything else. Things like that happens. Sadly. And not only for clouds and the sun. It's a risky life! #castelodevide #sunset #justanothersunset #cloud #oneofthosedays #lifehappens #goingtotown #onecloud #blinded #settlingsun #accident #shithappens #beautifulcollisionisthewayiwoulddescribethislittlepieceofdramafromnatureseverydaylife (Usual one-off hashtag...) #laurieandthestoryof (As always: Is somehow connected) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #danielmantel #primeiroproximopasso (Yes; he's in this too...) (her: Castelo de Vide)

Så hvidt at et hegn må vove sig bag små smil for ikke at sætte spor i ansigtet. Bagsiden af bortvendte øjne, hvor det hvide lige netop rører de stivnede dråber der skiller horisont fra et øjebliks blød berøring, hud en sag for dagens fortabte strålende glæde. Hegnet er nødvendigt for at en uendelighed, lige om det hjørne dagen er, følger med. Nu er fjernt i håndfladen, forsvinder i skyggen af hvide øjnes ansigt. Engang, en dag et øjeblik. Bliver jeg spor af små smils forsigtige berøring. Stilheden venter, videre end horisonten kan bære. Jeg rører ved en kold flade, mærker hvor min mund ikke er. Engang svinder øjeblikket ind til spor. Engang vendes det hvide i mine hænder. Indtil da. Er hegnet den nødvendige naturlighed. Hvide smil. Engang bliver ved. Videre. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #mindscape #oneday #gone #fenced #insideout #outsidein #nowhere #allover #mindset #mindless #babbling #theirony #brainless #kinda #danish #fictionoverreality #prose #dansklitteratur #onemoment #akindasadbutsmilingdaywithalotofnonsensegoingthroughthislittlehead (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: whiteout) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtGe7eGH0r5/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=h0vcjze4b50l

I see myself from the back. From inside the restaurant. I'm alive and happy. That means I took the hard way in. Not the easy way out. For some time I wasn't sure. That time is now. Seeing a picture of myself in the near future, free and letting time be time, not allowing thoughts to interfere or take control, and giving my mind access to whatever words is worth writing, not by any assignment or deadline, and... There's really nothing else to say. I had a choice. The tempting easy way out; just caving in. Or the hard way in; a maze with almost impossible obstacles the way out. It's still ahead of me. But seeing myself from the back, tells me everything. No matter what I must do to be there. Again. Happy and free. Being me. Just me, only me. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #laurieandthestoryof (At least geographically...) #me #hardway #being #meandmystory #meandmymind #lisbon #wayin #portugal #home #aperiodintimewithsomeharddifficultiesofdifferentkindslowlyturningsotheeasywaybecomeslessattractiveandthewayinopensup (Usual one-off hashtag) (her: Lisbon, Portugal)

Tågen letter...

UDSIGT TIL IKKE MEGET. -EN (FORKORTET) TEKST OM TÅGES ADSKILLIGE FORDELE.  (Og fordi jeg har en svaghed for GIF’er…) Tågen var egentlig ganske rar. Den var en aldeles naturlig grund til ikke at se ret langt. Et beskyttende lag. Og en ret præcis spejling af hvad der var indenfor. Bag de ekstra nærsynede næsten blinde øjne, der kunne være lukkede uden den store forskel.  Men tåge har det med…

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Prolog og Epilog.

  (Følgende prolog og epilog blev tilføjet uden at jeg var blot i nærheden af tastatur eller skærm. De var der bare en tilfældig gang jeg åbnede det oprindelige dokument. At jeg kender personerne i pro- & epilog, har nok en betydning. Det giver mig en lille fordel. Jeg kender dem. Eller netop ikke: De kan næppe vade ind i en hvilkensomhelst tekst og sætte deres aftryk; smide nogle linjer og…

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