#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))
Ofcourse I can't be sure... But I guess Senhor Passo has seen this fountain too, (maybe with those rainbows also), since I now know that he went to Alentejo. Then it's hard not to pass this village. It's news to me that he, that illusive (evasive?) masterwriter was in this region. I found out that he had left Lisbon, much to my disappointment. And somehow it seemed like he left almost fleeing. Or due to a misunderstanding. I actually thought that we had some kind of agreement on meeting up. But after what I learned in that café in Rua da Rosa (yes, that IS the name) in Bairro Alto, my view on things changed. That he, a famous writer, should... But hey now! I haven't decided what happens after now, and anyway; you don't give out key-moments from your novel beforehand! So: To be... #laurieandthestoryof #primeiroproximopasso (Still not sure bout that name...) #fountain #rainbows #castelodevide #alentejo #altoalentejo #fiction #sparkling #novel #inspired #writingplace #thisisasfarasiaminthestoryandhowfarthatisiamtheonlyonethatknowsandiamnotevensuremyself (Usual one-off hashtag...) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #danielmantel (her: Castelo de Vide)
Including me...
âHell is empty and all the devils are here.â
â William Shakespeare, The Tempest
The big task is to make them live peaceful side by side, working together...
âThe two most powerful warriors are patience and time.â
â Leo Tolstoy
No doubt: C...!
A: âI wish you could block people in real life.â
B: âRestraining order.â
C: âMurder.â
https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/04/21/scanneren-i-kaelderen-paa-auh/ (In danish, sorry...) #auh #scanner #mind #fiction #nonsense #shortstory #sanity #health #meandmystory #meandmybrain #skeleton #breaking #laurieandthestoryof (... Will some day emerge out of all this...) #treated (Very much...) #treatedmyself In the story... And? Or? #whatever #mantelmomento (THAT it is...!!!) #quitealongstoryforashortstoryandatthesametimeactuallyatopicopenfordiscussingwhatthelimitofpurenonsenseisinwritingsopleasecommentthankyou (Usual one-off hashtag... This time hopefully getting response!) (her: AUH)
Not only getting credit for... But actually being đ
âHow nice â to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.â
â Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five
Noget om vandâŠ
VAND MED KANT⊠AFRUNDET, TĂMMET OG LYDIGT.
Solen stĂ„r ikke op, derfor gĂ„r den ikke ned. Om sĂ„ illusionen er nok sĂ„ overbevisende, ligefrem overvĂŠldende smuk. Men solen er virkelig! En kĂŠmpe kugle af flammer. Hverken en yo-yo, en hoppebold, eller et rullegardin. Den plopper ikke op og ned, bare sĂ„ vi har noget pĂŠnt at glo pĂ„. Det er kloden, den sĂ„ solide grund vi stĂ„r pĂ„ og kan forstĂ„, derâŠ
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And how it ends: Now it's time for those stories in my head to get into other peoples heads... đ
I have a very vivid memory of sitting in a first grade classroom (first grade was my first actual classroom because my mom homeschooled me for kindergarten) thinking âI am literally going to die, I canât live one more minute without reading a story, but Iâve already gotten my book confiscated for peeking at it during class and I have no backup book and Iâm going to dieâ and then thinking in a burst of divine inspiration âWHAT IF I TELL MYSELF A STORY INSIDE MY HEAD. THEY CANâT TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME. PHYSICALLY THEY CANNOT.â
they could not
LYRIK I â IV
LYRIK I
Lyrik er godt Nok noget vĂŠrre poesi For ikke at skrive det rene Digteri og sĂ„ er det Endda meningen med En mening med En snedig eller snurrig eller Uden et es i skriften Overrumplende alt Om venden verden Om alt i sidste Ende der helst skal vĂŠre Sidste linje eller Ihvertfald sidste Afsnit begynder allerede Her er alt For tidligt til at bare Ă©n Eneste mening Under indigneret protest SkulleâŠ
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Fb-farvel # 1. Ud af ?⊠(-Og andet pĂ„ hĂžje tid om ikke for sentâŠ)
SĂ„ stĂ„r du altsĂ„ i den famĂžse tunnel. Og ser lyset for enden. Det skal man som bekendt gĂ„ imod, hvilket du sĂ„ gĂžr. Det er nu ogsĂ„ det mest logiske, uanset hvorfor og hvordan du er endt i en mĂžrk tunnel med et lys for enden. FĂžrst er det som om du ingen vegne kommer, og tanken om et godt gammeldags mareridt er lige ved at overtage.âŠ
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