Tågen Letter...

I sure hope so... 😊

It took Michaelangelo four years to paint the Sistine Chapel. It took Da Vinci four years to paint the Mona Lisa. Van Gogh created Starry Night only a year before he died. So be patient with your progress and take all the time you need, for you too are creating a masterpiece.

Nikita Gill

Nok! Stop! Ikke mere! Slut!

NB: Dette har været undervejs længe. Venligst se med overbærende øjne på gentagelser, lidt underlige spring i teksten, og sikkert en selvmodsigelse eller tre.  (Og med samme øjne, se om det kunne være bevidste gentagelser, om springene kan give mening, og at selvmodsigelser er uundgåelige når så mange kommer til orde…)  -Og nåja: For en eventuel læsers skyld:  Der er klippet ret hårdt i en…

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Tomas og Daniel er langt ude og kan ikke finde hjem… "Avantgardenparty" idag fredag d.4 kl 19-25+ Tomas Dalgaard og Daniel Mantel blæser ord op kl 21! Men dén færge ER sejlet...

MØNSTER # 2 / LØRIK

MØNSTER # 2 / LØRIK

20.000 Dage og nætter og det imellem Plus overtid under huden Til synet af verden og fra alle vinkler Blankpoleret fejlfrit finpudset Aldrig nok og trykken for brystet Tilbage

Én Lille bid af tid fra en anden Efterladt overset så let for glemt Kradser sig ind i alle syn Øjne holder vejret anspændt Øjeblikket bedøves og bæres Tilbage

20.000 Døgn og mere til kun syneladende Et billede der hverken…

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We're quite a lot... 😉

Indescribable

As a writer, in every story I write I feel like I’m leaving out something really, really important, but I can never figure out what it is.

And I don’t suppose I’ll ever be satisfied with anything I write until I can get that indescribable thing onto my paper. 

And I know I’m not the only writer who thinks this way.

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

Sekunder Afgørende Alt. Tæt på...

Sekunder Afgørende Alt. Tæt på…

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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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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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)

"CONNECTING DOTS" They say that you can get a bigger picture. They say that 'the bigger picture' is useful. For understanding stuff, like life. Just by connecting dots?!? Sounds too good to be true… But let's give it a try. Life'n stuff certainly could use a bigger picture; might make more sense then. If that's the idea. Making sense. But then those dots starts acting up. As if they were something more than parts of a bigger picture. Or messing with, quite out of order, the idea itself. Green dots moving around, pulling themselves together, then exploding and spreading all over. It looks random. If there was a bigger picture, it would show those dots as what they really are: Big pictures. Each and every one. Alive and enjoying life. But we demand the impossible. The portrait of our complete life. By dots. It's not only impossible. It's just one single dot. Or the one beside the other. They couldn't care less. Why should they? Why should you? Be a dot. Then maybe… Or not. Life'n stuff. Moving, always, blurs any picture. If there ever was… Stuff like life. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #laurieandthestoryof (Some way off, but still...) #dots #thebiggerpicture #life #stuff #greendots #movingpictures #connectingthedots #interpretation #lifeandstuff #thisusefulbiggerpictureisofcoursealiebutquitespreadaroundinmanymindsincludingsometimesminebutjustforawhileluckily (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: Daily Dots)