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The big task is to make them live peaceful side by side, working together...

“The two most powerful warriors are patience and time.”

— Leo Tolstoy

So very true...

The real test of progressiveness will be when a minority wins an award or achieves something for the first time and there is no Fanfare about it.

Oh no, not again. Annoying! It still takes him by surprise. And gets harder, almost making him wonder if it's worth it. Dragging his barefooted soul up. Again. But if he doesn't, his soul will freeze and might wander off, find a random pair of shoes, no matter how he'll then look and be looked upon. Not that he cares much, and less for each time. With a tired sigh he starts. Only three steps, but each one making the soles of his feet bleed. Why is it so important? To stand on top of something, pretending to be at the top of something. United body and soul; a fictional construction anyway. Just looking the part. And to be able to overlook whatever: He lost interest in that whatever many steps ago. But, and with boredom, he, his soul and bare feet, will get there. Out of breath, he'll squeeze into those shoes. And will again be firmly rooted. Unable to move, but an example of achievement. He's quite disgusted with himself. Careful! That could make him misjudge, stumble, slip... He really can't cope with just one additional step. But he'll get there. And the shoes might not be too uncomfortable: He'll fit the expected posture. Again. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter (As always, somehow:) #laurieandthestoryof & #primeiroproximopasso #steps #shoes #reality #fiction #postures #soul #fuckedup #tired #pretending #iftheshoefits #stupidity #meandmymind #ladder #seeingthrough #sotiredofthewaysinthecirclesimovearoundinandtheeverongoingattempttobethenewestofthenewestorsomethingonthetopoftherankingthateveryonedeniesexistbutisafactsoobviousthatitsalmostfunny (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: 22below)

The past was always there, lived inside of you, and it helped to make you who you were. But it had to be placed in perspective. The past could not dominate the future.

Barbara Taylor Bradford (via purplebuddhaquotes)

But it's a close contender... The past CAN be used as a positive way to the future. Or MIGHT be... Otherwise true; often a roadblock.

And that now is now! As it is every time...

Som var ord...

Som var ord…

Hov, undskyld. Der var lige et slip, et sug i maven, en bid afstand, en mundfuld tomhed. Et rum imellem eller et hul i rummet. Som en gammel radios vaklen mellem to stationer. Den svage knitren eller susen eller hvem der hørte det hvordan, var lyden af en hurtig men holdbar sammensvejsning. Eller en zappen fra en stor finger, sådan stikkende ned fra en sky på en skyfri himmel, det må man gerne…

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SO many wise words! Even the very strong lion, together with the maybe most famous national fairytale teller, has to give up. TOO many wise words! With sadness and regret, the indeed muscular lion and the also indeed very famous fairytale teller, just has to let go. MOST of the again indeed wise words are spilled all over the furniture and floor. Very few of the very wise words reaches the ears of the (again) indeed eagerly listening and mostly wise listeners. WHAT a pity! What a pool of wasted indeed wise words... It COULD be mistanken for wasted tears. Meanwhile, the indeed not so wise and not so listening scavengers, discreetly suck up the now indeed fluid wise words. Creeps out of the lion-and-fairytale-teller-room. Runs across the street, and sells the precious wise words in the indeed second-hand wise words-shop. One day a fairytale teller will collect some of the second-hand but still indeed wise words. Take them back across the street. For the indeed eagerly and wise listeners. And so, history and fairytale repeats itself. Wise words are again spilled into a pool, indeed looking like tears... That's recycling! VERY wise! #løves #åbenscene #løvesbogogvincafe #poetklubaarhus #fairytale #recycling #words #secondhand #wisewords #poetry #prose #whatever #repeating #aarhus #aplaceguardedbybothalionandthefamousfairytaletellertotryoutyourfirstwordsortrynewwordsorwaysbeforeanaudience (Usual one-off hashtag...) #udenfilter (Indeed!) #mantelmomento (her: Løves Bog og Vincafe)

Vejret. Og julen! Og... Noget? Vistnok.

Enkeltstående udsagn og meninger uden sammenhæng.  Rækkefølgen er tilfældig. Og iøvrigt mest for at sætte noget på en side, taste nogle ord. Ikke af nogen særlig grund. Ikke fordi det er nødvendigt. Det må det så alligevel være, ellers ville jeg vel ikke bruge tid på det? På hvad?    Hvis ikke andet, ja så er det juletid. Og vejret! Dét kan altid skrives om. Det er et sted at starte:  Livet…

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Phosphor! What a blazing beauty! Skeletons running screaming, with remains of skin and limbs illuminating the darkest shadows of our minds. Where we find our deepest dreams and desires. Wonderful phosphor! Bonemarrow, fried in 1000 degrees, are simple calculation: Just like Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Which lives are most valuable? When will it never be ours? Phosphor, enlighting death to a real bye-bye party. Let the skeletons rattle in joy! Let them! #phosphor #lifevalues #whateverittakes #war #priceoflife #decision #logic #party #math #casualties #survival #dance #skeletons #thisisjustapicturenotevenfromarealphosphorbombbuttrytoimaginetakingthedecisiontouseit (...Usual one-off hashtag) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #laurieandthestoryof (-will get to that, and the world will be self-ignited phosphor...) (her: Gellerup, Arhus, Denmark)

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