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Her er 54 sekunder. Det er næsten et minut. Tæt på intet. Og kun timer før det mest nedtalte taburatudspringende midnatsslag nogen sinde! Det absolut vigtigste; hvert eneste år. Jajo og farverige fortsætter forsvinder i fortsat, mens tanken tæller sig selv til teknisk knockout og tak for dét! Mens disse sekunder, 54 plus/minus måske 56, næsten kunne være et enkelt billede. Trukket ud i tid, som…

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Note 1.0 '20 / Kragenatøje & Still.

Note 1.0 ’20 / Kragenatøje & Still.

  MED KURS MOD KERNEN. 

Natnoter om alt andet end dét. Måske. 

  Stearinlyset er næsten brændt ned. Sådan! En sand sætning. Som Hemingway sagde var en god start. Og en pokkers masse har gentaget og formentlig forsøgt. Det er ellers et såkaldt bloklys, der skulle kunne brænde i dagevis. Det må være korte vinterdage. Så hyggelyset er rationeret, det får lov at sprede sin lille bløde cirkel nogle…

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I am thankful for the difficult people in my life. They have shown me exactly who I don’t want to be.

(via purplebuddhaquotes)

Still sorting through people...

Asfalt/Græs. Hvordan en fiktiv figur fra en endnu ikke skrevet historie kan blive manden der redder dagen...

Manifest / Jul '20

Manifest / Jul ’20

Glædelig jul til dig og dine.  Feliz Natal para você, sua família e amigos. (Em portugues no fundo) Livet vender tilbage.  Dagene får lige lidt mere lys, et sekund eller to, men så går det hurtigt.  Og pludselig er det forår, igen. Før vi får set os om og nydt det, laver det sit sædvanlige nummer. Så siger vi “Hov, hvor blev det af?”. Igen.  Der er også en vaccine lige om hjørnet. På…

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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)

And even if you don't eat your toast, don't drink your tea... The sun WILL come up.

“The worst thing in the world can happen, but the next day the sun will come up. And you will eat your toast. And you will drink your tea.”

— Rhian Ellis

#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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