We're Quite A Lot... 😉

DAGEN UDEN AFSTAND! Den ene skulle ikke være vågnet idag! Så meget var vi enige om. Lige fra vi slog øjnene op, og stirrede ind i dem.

Including myself...

“People never learn anything by being told. They have to find out for themselves.”

—

Paulo Coelho

Oh dear. You're not well at all. Those closed eyes… So sad. And obvious. At least to me, as I guess you know. It's a fine mask, sunny and serene. But I know. I see the cracks oozing out fear and desperation. Loss of senses. Just lost. Don't worry. It's me: I will fix you. Save you from all those haunting moments. That tears apart what's left of your mind. I can hear the scratching and crackling in your sore skull. Mirror-like, confined horrors twisting and turning, trying to break you. Shooting sizzling darts at your dissolving horizon. A disease eating moment by moment, until you're left with useless time, locking up yourself in fear of yourself… I'll fix you! You won't feel a thing. Make your mask your mind, just while… Slide out under any persistent moment; go for the sky I'm building, it's safe, trust me! … Right. See now. No, no, not with your eyes. Keep them shut, that's part of the deal. A fair one! Now you can dream. I gave you time! For a dream or two. Go on. Dream away. All the way. (Long version in danish at: https://mantelshistorier.wordpress.com ) #mantelmomento #danielmantel #mantelshistorier #udenfilter #choices #mind #badchoices #prose #fiction #realitybites #anofferyoucantrefuse #meandmymind #dreamaway #dontlistentothoseofferingyoutimeanddreamsinsteadofmomentsorthatsatleastmyexperience (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: Inside .) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqUpSX_HXQ7/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1lmwbuthv2qqf

I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via purplebuddhaquotes)

But nothing can be very telling...

These days are those many... Bad pun, sorry. But ment.

Kattetur-retur. For en del år siden, måske helt tilbage til før vi blev ældre, gik vi en tur.

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...

Note to myself...

Start/Slut no 1.

Livet er ikke for begyndere. Vi er alle begyndere. Og ikke bare når det hele begynder, om det så er fra år 0 og fødselsdato eller dén minus anslået 9+ måneder. Livet er lidt ligeglad med vores udregninger og udredninger af begyndelser. Og dén med at lade en ny komme til verden, som regel en følge af ovenstående 9 måneder, ja det giver så en amatør der skal oplære en amatør. Som mange forældre…

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SOLSYG / SKYAFSKY

“Every cloud…” Vrøvl. Der er intet ædelt ved misfarvet stål, om så forsøgt forskønnet med gammeldags dinglende disko-kugler og kulørte kæder. Raslende som rustent jern, trods plastik i højeste potens. Hvis der var ører der kunne høre, ville de krølle tæer, men musik skal der til. Er konsensus. Fint ord der prøver at finde sin mening. “Intet er så skidt, at det ikke…” Mere indtørret savl. Det…

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