Sommersjov.

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

... Sincerely...

“i like to hide i rather not get noticed i’m afraid to change i’m afraid to be someone else i don’t want people to notice i don’t want people’s opinions i don’t want to hear the good or bad i just want to be left in peace”

— t.m.

My map. My world. Here we are. All of us. No use denying it. This is my world, and you're all in it. More or less significant, mostly less. But you're here. It's my map. We're here, no escape. Like it or not. Probably not. Not much to like. Believe me, I've tried to get out. To get rid of some of you. To change the map. Even to pretend the map's not mine, not my world. It's a confusing map. Nothing to hold on to. No real landmarks. No "bigger picture". No statements to build an identity on. I know! You all of course have your own map. But you'll always be here too. Not that I care much. That is, come think of it, the easiest way to be. Not to care. How do you all think I've survived? Being on your maps? In your worlds? Only by not bothering. That I can recommend. In any world. On my map too. So, here we all are. Don't care! Be indifferent. It's easy. Try. Be my guest… #mantelmomento #danielmantel #map #abstract #allofus #myworld #mindmap #lost #notcaring #indifferent #yourmove #badcamera #mapping #careless #idontcare #sotiredofbeingonyourmapasthesmallpixelorpixieyoureallydontwanttohaveinyourworldbutaretoopolitietosayorasmejustdontcare (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: Anywhere and Everywhere)

NU ELLER NU

Nu…  Nu er det ved at være slut.  Hvordan kan noget “være” slut?  Som en slutning der aldrig slutter, men bare bliver ved med…  At være?  Ét er sikkert:  SLUT med den slags man sikkert ikke må kalde flueknepperi.  Det slutter, og vil ikke fortsætte med at slutte, lige om lidt.  Andet vil begynde, og en hel masse vil komme brølende bagfra som en rambuk og kvase den rest af rygrad der er…

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Perfekte Fejl.

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Step out into the open fiction...

Step Outside

Step Outside

Do you see the world in your selfie?

Do you feel the touch of another in your keyboard?

Do you hear the voices of the children, the poor, the joyful, the persecuted in your ear buds?

What is it that you use the phone as a mask to shelter yourself from?

What is it that you are afraid to feel from another soul?

What is it that you run away from, that you avoid, ignore, or hide from while in your gadgets?

There is real beauty in the kaleidoscope of creation to see.

There is true love and compassion out there for you to feel.

There is pain and sorrow, joy and triumph all around for you to relieve, celebrate, fight for, and understand in the world outside your cellular box.

Will you step outside?

K. C. Barry

PESSOA / FORTOLKET

Fernando Pessoa by Almada Negreios.

Fb-mm-farvel 2B ud af 3… (ER på vej…)

  “Hej gartner!

Ja du der inde i haven…

Sig mig, hvad fortæller vinden dig når den blæser?”

“Tja, at den er vind og at den blæser,

og at den har gjort det før

og at den sikkert vil gøre det igen.

Hvorfor? Hvad fortæller den da dig?”

“Meget mere end det!

Den taler til mig om alle mulige ting,

Om erindringer og længsel,

Om…

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Love the broken parts you carry.

because at the broken parts is where our strength resides // Hina Syeda @abillionlittlethoughts (via abillionlittlethoughts)

Especially those hidden inside.

... Am getting it! 👍

He looked out over the valley, all the way to the next range of low mountains. Against the sky he could just see the castle about ten miles deeper into the countryside. Or into the wild, as civilization got scarce further up on the high plains. He loved that view. Went to have a look every day. He had just left his favorite café, belly filled with good solid local food and cheap beer. His intention was to get to that castle in the horizon. There should be a tiny village too,clinging to the edge of what must be an abyss-like fall, from that highest point in the region. But he hesitated. It would be more than half a day of walking, more or less cross-country, and now the afternoon-heat was at its highest. He convinced himself, that it would be certain sunstroke if not suicide to set out today. He thought of the café, one more cold beer, and shrugged. He had no time-schedule, what was the hurry? It was an easy decision. Maybe tomorrow. He simply assumed that tomorrow would be at his service. Why not? It had been there, ready for him, every morning for so many years. Tomorrow it was! While going back for that cold beer, he was content with himself. He would start out early. That made much more sense. Tomorrow. Life's easy, he thought. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #laurieandthestoryof (The area where...) #serradesaomamede #marvão #castelodevide #tomorrow #foolingyourself #easyliving #decisions #daysgoneby #time #iftomorrowcomes #onedaycloser #inthemorning #whatif #hesitate #thisistheareawheresomeofmynovelwilltakeplacebutwhoreallycaresimnotsureidoso (Usual one-off hashtag) (her: Serra de São Mamede)