I’m heading for a cliff’s edge where no bridges have been built. I worry, not to fall over, but to foolishly stand there looking over the drop. I’m on a pursuit for a path that not only feds the passing…
Category: Me time
Strangers, victims, cowards and “heroes”
A while back I was reminded of a past situation as the head of a man I first could not recall, popped through my open door and called for my attention. Approximately two year ago I was woken up in…
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide: A self-portrait
The moment in which Audrey succumbs to her carnal affection for Agent Cooper he tells her: “Secrets are dangerous things Audrey”, and as the story unfolds Audrey’s dangerous duality is only bested by a dead girl (Twin Peaks s.1 ep.6).…
Simply living or living simply
There is something to be said about the mundane. A charm in the nothingness that happens everyday, in the essence that could be described as nothing less than life. For a while now this is what has been my bedfellow;…
Another one bites the dust
I hate goodbyes. Not because I mind change, or for good things to come to an end. New things are always around the corner. At a third of my life lived, my lifestyle has seen to it that I experience…
Patiently Waiting for Rainbow Unicorn
Years ago I verbalised the mental need for something to sweep you away from all your troubles. In dark moments when I lost faith in God, in people and in myself, the desire for an emerging hero took form in the only way I knew them…
Growing Up – or the Freedom of not Giving a Shit
Suggested soundtrack: Somewhere I read that happiness’ name is “it’s not my problem”. It’s a cynical truth and I guess it is the last piece of childhood that dies: the belief that we matter, the hope we can alter the course of history,…
Stranger Danger
I always say that there is something liberating with the conversations with complete strangers. The people who think they know you best often take little interest in you or how you might have developed since you saw them last, already knowing…
The phantom of the Operation
Trying to fall asleep on my night flight from Munich to Bangkok, I find myself lost in the thoughts that often return to me in moments when the body is at rest but the mind steadily fights on. Life lately…
The bubble
Suggested soundtrack: Out of the blue happiness was defined as singing along together to Wagon Wheel, to take a bath, to watch someone make carbonara, and to hold someone’s hand without worry of notice. Radagast came for a visit. What…