The Room Behind The Shattered Window Filled With Tears. Faster Than The Cracks And The New Hole Could
The room behind the shattered window filled with tears. Faster than the cracks and the new hole could handle. The many people in the public house had no time to escape. That only made the tears flow as rivers from their eyes. And so just adding to their certain drowning. After the panic and last bobbles, bodies was slowly circulating under the ceiling. It was quite a peaceful. Why the windows, especially the newly smashed, didn't burst from the pressure of the water, was one peculiar thing. Another was the dead moving around, almost as if they had adapted death as a new life. With a purpose. To keep on crying. But you couldn't see it. Their eyes was filled with water anyway. Tears just made the body float a bit. Like small adjusting thrusters in space. The dead began manoeuvring by bursts of tears. One of their first missions, was to replace that broken window. It was all very sad. They kept the old shattered window. Framed it and hung it on the wall. A minute's silence, a moment of contemplating life and death. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #window #cracks #waterworld #tears #fiction #breathing #aliveandwell #smashed #life #everythingdependsonthewayyouseeitorinthiscasehowyoudieandliveonanway (Usual one-off hashtag) (her: Alive - Ready)
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#https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/06/13/skygge-lys/ Danish. English version: This is just some trees. Looks like olive trees. And grass, a bit other dried out bushes, and a hillside. That's all. But not that's all like in "nothing else"? That is all like in ALL. Everything. I can't proof it, ofcourse. It's just my opinion. I sure don't expect others to understand. Actually, it's a selfie. I'm there, in one of the shadows. Sitting under one of those trees. You might not be able to see me. That's nothing new. But I'm right there. Don't wanna be anywhere else. That's all. And that IS really all. Not enough for you? Guess not. I couldn't care less. Selfish? Very! But about time. And I think, my opinion only, that you don't care either. Not really. Then it gets almost funny: Ok, you might be indifferent. Well, how much do you think I care about that? A competition of not caring. Take a look at my selfie: I'm gone ages ago. About time. Careless, carefree, only me and nothing else. But everything. THAT'S ALL! #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/06/13/skygge-lys/ #selfie #altoalentejo #castelodevide #olivetrees #careless #selfish #myworld #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #gone #nowisthetime #dontevencareenoughtomakeanymorehashtagsbutiamtherenomatterwhereelseimightbeseenandamashappyascanbe (her: Alto Alentejo (intermunicipal community))
I don't want safety. I make the impossible!
“People want to forget the impossible. It makes their world safer.”
— Neil Gaiman
ET INDLÆG DER ER ET OPLÆG DER ER LAURIE LIGE NU (Jaja; genbrug af foto... Wtf! 'Laurie' ER bare en central figur...) BROK!: Nu står Laurie og drejer i mange farver, mest gyldent, på min skærm.
Ok, ok, ok... Denmark CAN be quite beautiful in june... When you ask the clouds and the sun to pull themselves together and cooperate. Then they just might bother to make a schetchy sky that's worth taking a glance at. But I really had to negotiate, being the go-between and middleman, to make clouds, sun, and suburban horizon to at least give it a try... AND a moment after that effort, the elements ofcouse hurried back to its seperate safety, leaving the sky all empty if not plain dull... (An hour later rain btw took over.) But what can you expect? This is Denmark. Where the weather changes like roll of dices... Am I being way too negative? Maybe... That will have to be my problem then. Which I suppose it is. I'm really having problems adjusting to this climate. But, as said / written: My problem. This moment though WAS nice! Trying hard to be positive... 😊 #denmark #summer #clouds #sun #åbyhøj #cloudscape #mindscape #remembering #wishing #somewhereelse #longing #likeaspoiledbraticomebacktodanishsummerandthenwishineverhadleftanothersummersomewhereinsouthofeuropenowthatisreallybeingaspoiledbratandnotgratefulatall (Usual one-off hashtag) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #danielmantel #laurieandthestoryof (Not here, except luckily still in my head...) #primeiroproximopasso (Also very far away; guess I'll have to go back and pick up his trail!) (her: Åbyhøj, Arhus, Denmark)
#https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/06/13/skygge-lys/ Danish. English version: This is just some trees. Looks like olive trees. And grass, a bit other dried out bushes, and a hillside. That's all. But not that's all like in "nothing else"? That is all like in ALL. Everything. I can't proof it, ofcourse. It's just my opinion. I sure don't expect others to understand. Actually, it's a selfie. I'm there, in one of the shadows. Sitting under one of those trees. You might not be able to see me. That's nothing new. But I'm right there. Don't wanna be anywhere else. That's all. And that IS really all. Not enough for you? Guess not. I couldn't care less. Selfish? Very! But about time. And I think, my opinion only, that you don't care either. Not really. Then it gets almost funny: Ok, you might be indifferent. Well, how much do you think I care about that? A competition of not caring. Take a look at my selfie: I'm gone ages ago. About time. Careless, carefree, only me and nothing else. But everything. THAT'S ALL! #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/06/13/skygge-lys/ #selfie #altoalentejo #castelodevide #olivetrees #careless #selfish #myworld #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #gone #nowisthetime #dontevencareenoughtomakeanymorehashtagsbutiamtherenomatterwhereelseimightbeseenandamashappyascanbe (her: Alto Alentejo (intermunicipal community))
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