Sommersjov II. Sommeren Raser Afsted. Som En Flok Rabies-befængte Klaprende Rævesakse. Nej, Det Er

"FAMOUS LAST WORDS" It doesn't work. The story is slowly coming to a standstill. And I know why. This is winter in Denmark. February. So daylight has increased a bit: More time for greyness. And even a miserable sun trying its best. Sending out rays of light, only absorbed by souls below zero degrees celsius. My fictive figures falls silent. Even those usually chatterboxes. Like the "Me", "He", "She", all the "I"s, and of course Passo and Laurie. Normally babbling away in their native language, only able to understand each other through my imagination. But they too goes into wordless slow-motion, then turn to something more lifeless than statues of forgotten people. The story doesn't move at all. It's killing me. For real, not just as a saying. Maybe it's all in my head. Or rather, I know it is. That makes absolutely no difference. It's still killing me. Death by forced standstill. Frozen thoughts creaking easily. Killing me. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #laurieandthestoryof #primeiroproximopasso #udenfilter #figures #meandmystory #frozen #standstill #winter #february #statues #belowzero #prose #reality #fiction #frozenbrain #miserable #whenspringcomes #writersblock #andsowtfbecausewhenspringcomesorjusttomorroworinanhouriampastthatlittlestupidblockthatstopsmystoryonlyforashortwhilesoreallywtf... (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: The Middle of No-where)

Kattetur-retur.

That IS a possibility...

“Look at it, look at the mess we’ve made. Things have fallen apart, we have fallen apart. God, we used to love each other so much and now, all that rests between us is a mortal silence. A wall of silence so thick it cannot be broken with words nor looks. Nothing. And maybe, but only maybe, We just weren’t meant to be.”

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In the 21st century, they began building pyramids again. It was a decision not really taken by any authority, but it was commonly very popular. It's hard to say if it was caused by lack of believable Gods; many had been worshipped with a huge amount of followers for hundreds if not thousands of years. So maybe it was a response, or rather result, of the increasing single high-rises. Usually placed where they would do most harm. In the sense of being extremely ugly, and at the same time standing so you couldn't get free of the sight. It was a new and very effective form of prisons. You had to either stay inside with curtains drawn, or simply walk around with your eyes closed very hard. To avoid being caught in that devastating ugliness. Maybe that was why. If there had to be those sky-scratching buildings, then why not give them a purpose? Put something inside. So it happened. New pyramids. Filled with whatever you wanted. Your dreams, your destiny, your future… Your freedom. At night they were lit with hope. From and for every single soul. Most about escaping the new high-rise prisons. To live with open eyes. It actually made sense…    #mantelmomento #danielmantel #laurieandthestoryof (Always...) #primeiroproximopasso (Also...) #udenfilter #pyramids #modernage #belief #buildings #gellerup #highrise #hope #fiction #reality #prose #whythefuckmysmalltownisbeingdestroyedbycommercialhighrisebuildingsisimplycantunderstand (Usual one-off hashtag) (her: Aarhus, Denmark)

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.

As I know I do...

“I don’t forgive people because I’m weak, I forgive them because I am strong enough to know people make mistakes.”

— Marilyn Monroe

AND you probably write a lot better too...

I know I do. Free thoughts, free words, free mind... 😁

The best thing to happen to my writing was the realization that I could write whatever the fuck I wanted and no one could stop me and honestly when you stop caring what other people think you will be set free.

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UDSIGT TIL IKKE MEGET. -EN (FORKORTET) TEKST OM TÅGES ADSKILLIGE FORDELE.  (Og fordi jeg har en svaghed for GIF’er…) Tågen var egentlig ganske rar. Den var en aldeles naturlig grund til ikke at se ret langt. Et beskyttende lag. Og en ret præcis spejling af hvad der var indenfor. Bag de ekstra nærsynede næsten blinde øjne, der kunne være lukkede uden den store forskel.  Men tåge har det med…

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The big task is to make them live peaceful side by side, working together...

“The two most powerful warriors are patience and time.”

— Leo Tolstoy