SOLSYG / SKYAFSKY

#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))

Not only getting credit for... But actually being 😊

“How nice — to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.”

— Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

Matthias Bitzer

https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/09/30/mit-sted-my-place/ #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/09/30/mit-sted-my-place/ #mantelmomento #danielmantel #laurieandthestoryof #primeiroproximopasso #udenfilter #castelodevide #docesecompanhia (view) #blurredphoto #entrance #myworld #fiction #real #prose (danish, sorry) #meandmystory #novelinprogress #novelist #wouldbe #missing #bestintheworld #apieceoftheplacethatgivesmepeace... (The usual one-off hashtag) #workinprogress #inayear #atsomepoint #findyourself #findingmyself #portugal #pleasesetmefree (Note to myself... I guess) Bad photo; out of focus... The point is to find the... Point 😊 (her: Castelo de Vide)

Fordelen ved Fiktiv Symbiose.

Fordelen ved Fiktiv Symbiose.

Jeg kniber øjnene hårdt i. Ellers lukker de sig bare langsomt. Lidt i takt med nikkende hovede. Hvis jeg var indianer, ville mit navn være ‘Nikkende Hovede’. Hov? Hvor kom dén indianer fra? Rysten med hele hovedet, kraftigt, så kinder og ører flaprer og min cykel slår med halen for at holde balancen, gør ingen forskel. Nå? Nu er der en indianer og en cykel der måske er en hund. Det må være nok…

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Well written! 👍

Dudes, just write. Stop asking me if you should start/continue/finish what you’re writing despite have x, y, or z problem. If you want to write I am in NO WAY authorized to tell you when to stop/start. That’s up to you and always will be.

If you think “no one will ever genuinely like this” you are 100% wrong. 100%. Think about all the trash out there that has fans. I wrote stuff when I was twelve that had more genuine fans among my family/classmates than ANYTHING I never shared with another living soul. It’s impossible to write something no one will like.

If you think “I’ll never finish it so why even bother?” you’re only depriving yourself, man. That’s like saying, “I like this cookie, but I can’t eat the whole bag. Guess I won’t even try one.” ????? Just write the story, to hell with endings. Some of the best works in the world went unfinished by the author/composer/architect, yet we admire the heck out of them. Maybe, instead of thinking you’ll never finish something, tell yourself this is the one you will finish (and repeat it until you do).

If you feel “this hurts to write, I’m too close to the subject material” either set it aside or full speed ahead. You MUST know how many classics, prize winners, and life changers came from someone’s very real pain and experience. Addicts, traumatized persons, victims, quite often they find solace and healing in writing about their experiences. Most importantly, so do their readers.

If you want to write, write. Otherwise only you are standing in the way of what you want.

Bogreception https://www.facebook.com/events/2667583279922429/?ti=cl #lukins #olbiński #olbinski #arspicturae #arspoetica #danishenglishpolish #booklaunch #godsbanen #vogn1 https://www.facebook.com/events/2667583279922429/ (her: Godsbanen) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxKMN8DBnro/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=11go93nik3a17

Just another sunset... Nothing special. Just another day ending. Nothing special. But hey, this day WAS special! Maybe not for the world. I really don't care anyway. Not today, at least, if at all. Because I found out, that I don't give a damn. Too many stupid people, too many disappointments through the years, too many still unsolved or unspoken of problems after SO many years, too many people that pretends and nothing else, too much WASTE of my time. SO: I cut the crap. Being it humans and socalled "friends" (not!), or "things to do" just because it is what I use to do... GO AWAY! Let me be... Me and my Laurie. A less fictive character than most of my (socalled) "colleagues". SO: Just another day... #laurieandthestoryof #lifechanging #socalledfriends #colleagues #aarhus2017 #atlasoveraarhus #dinbyminby #eyeopener #friendship #wasteoftime #anotherlife #pretending #egoism #notcaring #false #change #whenyourealizethatmostofthepeoplearoundyouarefakingbeinghumanandreallydontcareaboutyouanditactuallysurprisesyouwellthenitsyourturntosaygofuckyourself (Usual one-off hashtag... A bit long?) #udenfilter #mantelmomento (her: Gellerup, Arhus, Denmark)

Annoying depends on who gets annoyed... 😉

i hate that im sensitive and jealous and stupid and quiet and ugly and annoying 

Red just seems natural in autumn. But this red was alive. And not a very friendly creature. It peeled itself of and started attacking. With the very effective active red crane in overdrive. Swinging wildly as a fast forward movie. Motions and movements as fast as a Raptor with rabies. The little gathered group of humans was swallowed in one big sweep. In the fragment of a second. And then they were all red. Melting, literally, into that autumns somewhat rare more-red-than-ever months. Instantly becoming part of the natural decomposition. Rapidly decaying. And for the helpful worms to get into action, the frantic cranes threw around dirt and soil. So the bodies soon was unmarked graves. Some so taken by surprise, not expecting the process being in almost ridiculous at least grotesque uptempo speed. And ever accelerating. Beyond what is possible. Those few people turning up in lalaland to watch the red in action, was a buried bag of bones with no bag before their skulls could say "why red?" Indeed a good question. The answer was just a silent but frightening collective growl from all the spreading red. And cranes roaring up through the sky, leaving open wounds pouring out, of course, massive vomit of red. Red was soon the colour of the first flakes of snow; and even the wind was howling in red. A few months later the universe was monochrome. And had never been anything but red. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #laurieandthestoryof #primeiroproximopasso #udenfilter #red #autumn #scarytimes #imagination #cranes #gellerup #helhedsplan #howaninnocentpicturecanturnveryevilandstarttotakeovertheworld (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: Mudderbad Helhedsplan Gellerup / Toveshøj)