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Perfekte Fejl.

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GENSTART, forsigtigt, tøvende, usikkert...

GENSTART, forsigtigt, tøvende, usikkert…

Det er heldigt. At kun jeg læser dette. Heldigt, fordi der mangler indlæg fra februar til nu, maj. Kun jeg lægger mærke til at kæden er brudt… Og som jeg da ellers har prøvet ihærdigt, siden 2013! At lægge noget op, bare NOGET! Men at gøre det HVER eneste måned; mindst én eller anden slags tekst, uanset hvor dårlig, om så blot… Noget. Litterær inflation. Kvantitet / kvalitet. Men PRINCIPPET! At…

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Mit Sted / My Place.

DAGEN.

Det var egentlig en ret ordinær dag. Vinter, men ikke noget ekstremt. Morgenen havde lagt et slør over udsigten, en blanding af støvregn og tåge i lette gardiner.  Fra jeg vågnede, nok også før, var jeg en smule melankolsk. Men det er ikke noget nyt, og kunne være så meget værre. Det var den slags vemod der også varmer og er meget rar at nusse lidt om.  Når jeg sætter mig lidt op i sengen, kan…

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Including myself...

“People never learn anything by being told. They have to find out for themselves.”

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Paulo Coelho

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)

Lænestolen.

Gud har brug for sin sky. Der er en Algade i hver en by. Selv regn søger ly. Vinduesviskere med monterede vinduesviskere med monterede vinduesviskere med… fortsæt selv, helt tilbage til lænestolen på skyen. Min lænestol!!! (Nuppede den mens Gud og Algade gik en tur på stranden. Ha!) Hver en tråd i denne kender mig; giver mig tanker til tale. Hvis det ikke var for stolens vævede mønster, ville…

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VINGEFANGET. Bare én uge med hovedet under vingen… Bare én! Så vi kan passe os selv. Og passe på os selv.