Hvis himlen var et bygningsværk, ville det sandsynligvis brase sammen. Så ville vi vade rundt i et tyk lag af blå splinter og trevler fra noget vat. Og der ville blive indledt undersøgelser: Hvem kan drages til ansvar? Hvem beordrede den himmel bygget? Fulgte arkitekter og bygherrer de almindeligt kendte beregninger for en hvælvet struktur? Og budgettet bør nok også granskes, der nedsættes udvalg…
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(Følgende prolog og epilog blev tilføjet uden at jeg var blot i nærheden af tastatur eller skærm. De var der bare en tilfældig gang jeg åbnede det oprindelige dokument. At jeg kender personerne i pro- & epilog, har nok en betydning. Det giver mig en lille fordel. Jeg kender dem. Eller netop ikke: De kan næppe vade ind i en hvilkensomhelst tekst og sætte deres aftryk; smide nogle linjer og…
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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
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“Every cloud…” Vrøvl. Der er intet ædelt ved misfarvet stål, om så forsøgt forskønnet med gammeldags dinglende disko-kugler og kulørte kæder. Raslende som rustent jern, trods plastik i højeste potens. Hvis der var ører der kunne høre, ville de krølle tæer, men musik skal der til. Er konsensus. Fint ord der prøver at finde sin mening. “Intet er så skidt, at det ikke…” Mere indtørret savl. Det…
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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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And that now is now! As it is every time...
Indeed!!!
Sommersjov III – At passe i sin kasse.
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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)