locupleto

be weird. be random. be who you are. because otherwise you will never know who would love the person you hide.

you decide whether you're alone or by yourself.

it's just two different places in your head for the same thing.

it's a little known fact that fetishism existed long before mankind.

there was actually a small subgroup of dinosaurs that always wore high heels.

they were called myfeetaresoreus.

we know too much, and are convinced of too little

sometimes I get this feeling that I missed some crucial point a long time ago; something that would explain it all.

• • • • • •
no matter how full
my days are, they're so
empty when you're
• • • • • • • • • • •
not with
• • • • •
me
•

we are very good at preparing to live, but not very good at living.

we know how to sacrifice decades of our lives to get diplomas, jobs, cars and houses... but we forget that we are alive only in the present moment.

let us enjoy our now,... now.

we all have moments in our lives that neither tears nor time can wash away;

moments that seep into the very fabric of our souls, over time becoming part of who we are.

almost without exception, anyone who starts a war in the name of peace, is a peace of shit.

sadness is but a wall between two gardens

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censorship is
imprisonment
of words.
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If you ever find someone who is:

- Brave enough to be him or herself in this world of standardized proportions and fixed ideals

- Strong enough to hold on to his or her childlike sense of wonder, to be completely and utterly free and uninhibited

- Liberated enough to be a complete and utter weirdo

then ignore what others may say, cherish and adore him or her and never let that person go.

my own thoughts are my best friends and my worst enemies

in them I'm either a hero or a wretch.

growth is about finding solutions to what life throws at you; about getting damaged and restoring yourself over and over again.

age is just the number of years that have passed.

ownership is an illusion.
no thing, no person, no aspect of our lives will be ours forever.

all of this, every single bit, is a loan; to be enjoyed while it lasts and remembered when it's lost.

music is all about relationships and context.

any note can be totally off in some contexts and absolutely spot on in others. it all depends on which notes surrounds it.

In life, we are all notes; seeking the right melody to be part of.

upon closer inspection, darkness has many colors.

to live and to love is to be vulnerable,
exposing our hearts to flame and to frost;

grief is the most sincere way to honor,
our happiness once it is lost.

sometimes we should let the silence be our words,
the darkness our light
and the stillness our dance;

so that life is processed not only by our heads but also through our hearts.

$\ | / - O - / | \ ~~~\o/~o~~~======== a beach with children playing in the still cold lake Swedish midsummer$

Dad - you were always my hero, with thick skin but a soft heart. wise too, old-school wise, in a pre-Google kind of way. I really miss you.

children; I envy them their inability to see limits.

don't wish me luck; wish me the strength to go on without it.

trust is repairable;
faith is not.

less is not a word, it's more of a lifestyle.

as long as you live your life like it will never end; it will never begin.

anyone with a working internet connection can get answers.

the challenge lies in asking the right questions and in questioning answers.

never before has so much information and knowledge been accessible to so many people and resulted in so little wisdom.

WEEKEND

from an ancient word meaning
"heal your wounds with wine"

sometimes you don't know what you're missing until you find it; and when you do, everything remains the same, only better.

don't waste your time chasing butterflies. mend your garden, and the butterflies will come.

bold - a virtual family held together by the love of words and a common understanding of what it means to be human.

there are things that can be said with a single hug that no language have words for.

if this conversation was a horse, somebody would have shot it by now.

calmly be, just be
bow to pain and joy both, with equanimity

learn to unlearn and remember to forget

new perspectives and ideas require space

I pour myself into my own posts but I find myself in yours.

don't
define yourself by what you hate.

we should make sure that it's our passions and dreams that guide our decisions, not our fears

fear is a poor pathfinder in life.

$there are thoughts here that will keep me awake tonight; \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ /\ /\ /\ /\ /\ /\ /\ should I be foolish enough to think !!! them !!!$

it's not what we are feeling that matters most but how we relate to those feelings.

when things are bad, we are glad for the good, any good.

but when things are good, we want it better.

eighty percent of success is shutting up.

most people in the west fight hard to stay young.

others, starving or dressed in hospital gowns, want nothing more than a chance to grow old.

life is expensive. we all have to pay for it, one way or the other.

let's make sure that we enjoy what we pay for.

in a constantly changing world,
we need to be constantly changing ourselves to remain consistent

if a mirror ever
makes you sad

you should know
that it does not
know you.

your life is not a plan to perfect, nor
a plot to ponder;
but a portrait to paint.

sometimes it's easier to cope with the dark when there isn't a glimpse of light.

faint hope can be the cruellest of mistresses.

pets are transforming;
they get me out of my head
and into my heart.

gently the cloud weeps
the pine sways diligently,
summer waves goodbye

following in someones footsteps will never get you to the exact same place as the one you're following;

because everything in this world is always in constant flux; time itself is the nemesis of all copycats.

here I am, in my own tiny corner of nowhere;

and there you are, in the centre of my universe.

you're never more alone than when you become invisible to the people you're with.

I love to picture myself in your clothes; it's great cause then you're naked.

watching a seagull
rest in equanimity
silence between thoughts

all humans are real people, but not all people are really human.

aliveness is rooted in contrasts;

in the ecstasies of love and the agonies of loneliness;

in the blues where minor and major are blended and blurred.

IDEOLOGY (n)

the mistaken belief that your beliefs are neither beliefs nor mistaken.

sometimes a thing happens that splits your life.

there's a before and after.

words are sharp tools.

they do things to us; even if neither spoken nor written down; even if they never leave our minds.

traveling with concealed packages is a dangerous task.
especially if you are wearing fake beard and a mask.

youll have to haste from home to home - to travel a lot.
you will pass borders without paper and could get shot.

today, dreading being killed as an immigrant, is a sane fear.
so whatever you do, avoid the airports, and fly by reindeer.

Stay safe Santa - we need you alive!

•••• ••••
please don't
fall • in • love
without
me
•

age is no guarantee of efficiency and youth is no guarantee of innovation.

the wind is exhausted, leaves the leaves be;

bearing a fragrance of wild colours to come.

strong, unperturbed and placid, lies the sea.

DeadPoet is gone!

go beyond your mind,
leave your past and future be.
your life happens now

mirrors - they don't make them like they used to.

the older I get, the further from 100% sure I am of anything.

inside all of us, there's a place of stillness; a space for growth.

we should make that our first home; regardless of where we happen to live.

kiss slowly,
laugh insanely, live truly and forgive quickly

Paulo Coelho

all relationships are living entities; unique, in constant change and in constant need of nourishment.

home is where somebody notices when you are no longer there.

#skype meetings

NEW YEAR

(n) from an ancient word meaning "let's try to get it right this time"

it's easy to forget that the end is part of every journey.

we should repeatedly tell the ones we love how special they are to us.

it costs us nothing, but the price for ignoring to do that can be immense.

folding my paper,
a scent of coffee lingers,
the city awakes.

The opposite of scarcity is not abundance, it is enough.

Whenever we have enough, we should share.

wake up! [ ] snooze [X]
wake up! [ ] snooze [X]
.
.
.
wake up! [ ] snooze [X]
wake up! [ ] ...?

OMG! SHIT!, SHIT!, SHIT!!!

Roses are red, violence and blood too; I really don't understand terrorists, do you?

you are never worthless.

remember that organs go for a lot on the black market.

if it's perfection or the ordinary you seek, look elsewhere.

I am me, a riddle in constant flux, at times a stranger to myself but never to you.

nothing we can experience with our eyes is beautiful from all angles forever, because it's only light reflected.

beauty emanating from a light within however, is.

the salty wind howls
over the vast gray ocean
three kites kiss the sky

GOOD LOOKING (adj.)

the art of reflecting light in a pleasing manner. *See also overrated.

life is like an onion.

if you start to take for granted and diminish all the small things in life, you'll eventually peel off life itself; revealing only void beneath it all.

in the face of grief,
when far from peace and solace,
words have no power.

your
inner
critic

the events in our lives are like notes from the same musical scale.

it is the notes we choose to emphasize that makes our melody sound minor or major.

sometimes we must bear what seems unbearable. not because it's fair but because no one else can or will.

we all need our
personal space.
space is essential.

distance however,
isn't.

travelling light is a good thing; but when it comes to falling in love, you can never really leave your baggage behind.

the peace is already within you; in the space between your thoughts.

don't waste time looking for it elsewhere.

If you can talk to each other for hours, that's great.

But if you both love spending time together in silence as well, that's priceless.

a relationship isn't a place you go to, to get something for yourself.

you go there to give and to enjoy what you share.

we are all interdependent but alone in our own way.

some are just blissfully unaware of it.

what we do in our free time to escape the mundane everyday shuffle of our lives, tells way more about us than what we do on weekdays to pay our bills.

deep down, what we really long for is not a person, not a thing and not a place; but a genuine sense of belonging.

kind people and the other kind.

(n) DINNER PARTY
CONVERSATION

the art of bundling your life into carefully selected, neatly packaged anecdotes.

fear leads to anger...

anger leads to hate...

hate leads to suffering.

- Master Yoda

some will be anxious and scared most of the time, others laugh their hearts out most of the time.

and when the ride ends, some would love to do it again, others will be glad it's over.

just because you hook up with someone doesnt give you the right to download and judge all their past actions.

we can only ever meet
people in the present;
the past is not a
meetingplace.

we are becoming more and more like our devices;

either logged in and inaccessible or completely shut off.

until we're able to whole heartedly realize that we won't live forever,
our priorities in life will always be messed up.

how you talk to your boss and co-workers doesn't reveal much about you.

but how you talk to the office cleaner does.

after a time, you may find that having is not so pleasing a thing after all, as wanting.

outdoor theater
people sitting on the grass
ice creams are melting

change is the only constant in the sea of variables that make up my life.

rain; the cleansing tears of rebirth.

snow; the muffling flakes of oblivion.

give me my morning coffee right now!!!

or I will become really scary real quick.

wars and pollution
trump claws his way to the top, the world holds its breath

looking back at some of my own bold posts, it's obvious that for a guy who sees no real point in existence, I sure fret about it a lot.

to my great disappointment, seems I never grew up to be one of those mythic benign half-gods called grownups that I believed in as a child.

you know, who have the answer to all questions; and always know what they are doing; very annoying. I wonder where I went wrong.

sometimes there is no solution; only answers never found to questions never asked... and wine, there's always wine.

again; I am ruining the moment by being reluctant to leave it.

there are two kinds of people in the world;

those who read the menu from left to right and those who read it from right to left, regardless of language.

most people are both the hero and the victim in their own stories.

and the LORD regretted that he had made man on the earth, and it grieved him to his heart.

talking non-thinker
or
thinking non-talker

fighting non-lover
or
loving non-fighter

no one is as bad as the worst thing they've ever done.

$\ | / -- ( )-- / | \ O> <O ~ ~ ~ ~ ( _ ) ( _ ) blackbirds are chirping sun glitters on the river all beckoning the weekend$

when darkness is closing in, even the smallest things cast long shadows.

the true beauty of life lies in everythings mortality, transiency and fragility;
in that all forms are ephemeral.

live music, a flower in bloom or the beating heart of a bird in flight; all forms are just breathing life for a shining moment in time, never to be enjoyed again.

what really spooks me is that so many people spend so much of their lives chasing expensive toys and the respect of their peers;

making their lives an endless hunt for big things for small reasons.

damp, cold morning
christmas anticipations,
summer memories

love laughs at all your checklists;

falling in love, means going off script; always has and always will; resistance is futile.

time gains speed with age.

...and speed kills.

- say, did that make sense when it was inside your head?

if so, it lost something in the translation.

the darkness seen by those looking into the rabbit hole is not the same as what you percieve when you're in it, looking out.

unwanted thoughts are like stray cats; if we feed them, they will keep coming back.

there are no stupid questions, but there are a lot of inquisitive idiots.

sometimes, when I'm alone again, the things I never said hangs there in the air as an afterthought, mocking me.

each strong enough to leave, each empowered enough to want to stay, each proud to be united.

independence.

brother to my sister
father to my children
friend of my friends
lover to my love.

to know me is to also know and respect the relationships that matter the most to me.

as long as you learned something new, being right back where you started, is still progress.

- never take part in toxic
tribalism
- never attach and identify
yourself with your views,
be prepared to abandon
them in an instant
- never weaponize words or
try to diminish
someones point in a
debate based on their
background, age or race

don't just laugh your demons in the face; give them a hug.

they hate that.

parenthood - a lifelong lesson in the art of letting go.

$•••••••• deep down, what we really fear is fear ••••••/ \•••••• ••••••••• • itself • •••••••$

a garlic a day keeps everyone away

the 90s - when you weren't considered strange sitting on a bus just looking out the window, no phone, no earplugs and not speaking loudly to yourself into thin air.

sometimes, we should be more careful how we use our memories.

don't run when you lose, don't whine when it hurts, hang in there, so you're still around, when the luck turns.

a family can be the greatest art project one can ever hope to have.

before we judge, we should remember that no one really know what's going on inside another person;

often enough, we don't even fully understand what's going on inside ourselves.

a misty beer glass
mallards basking in the sun
a sculler whisks by

doing the right thing is an end in itself;

let go of any attachment to the outcome.

$honor, roaring crowd piece of metal on a string olympic winner \ / \ / O$

migrating birds over the lake; a window into the earth.

the park is empty, lawn scarred; alone and hurt.

everything is looking for a harbor, a resting place; a rebirth.

moving on, is not the same thing as giving up.

gently embrace your life and everything in it; when time's up, let it go.

don't cling; to cling is to choose suffering.

when someone dies, an infinite number of possible futures comes to an end.

come here, sit close to me; in my tattered embrace.

even a ruin can provide shelter; and friendship is grace.

hope is the luxury of those unburdened by fate.

a wordless embrace,
the healing sense of oneness,
trust grows in silence.

WORKOUT

(n) an activity aimed at never letting your body know that its slowly dying.

my firm belief is that identity politics is at the root of what is wrong in the world.

the marxists were definately wrong, what matters and should be discussed is the message; not the messenger.

sometimes it takes nothing to start something;
but a lot to stop.

every year we celebrate the day we were born;

perhaps instead we should celebrate the day we figure out why.

there are two kinds of people; those who think that its what we feel and experience in life that makes us unique;

and those who think that its the way we disseminate and gain wisdom from what we feel and experience that is the key.

I have always believed that we should invest in our relationships; and I have.

over time though, an
Increasing number of
my investments now
look suspiciously like
expenses.

the true loss of innocence is when you realize that you have to pick a path and stay on it in order to get anywhere in life.

my personal wise old man status:

[ ] retired
[ ] wise
[X] beard

consider your life so far; undo, redo or save the changes?

a life path guided by fear may lead to safety, but regret will follow in its trail

that awkward moment when you see their lips move and they speak your language but you're clueless as to what they're trying to say.

as autumn leaves us,
wind tears through the landscape.
we spring into life

as long as we're able to hear each other when we're silent, see each other in the dark and find each other when we're lost;

nothing can come between us.

LOVE, WIFI, BEER and WINE are all four letter words, that connect people.

so is BOLD.

don't know anything about clothes, but I know who I am.

and after all these years, there's a victory in that.

sometimes I feel tainted by the things I've learned in life and the paths I've chosen.

I miss the curiosity and childlike wonder I once had.

I miss my beginner's mind.

in a world whose very nature is insecurity, impermanence and unceasing change; we neurotics are in our natural habitat.

sometimes my life is but a tale told by an idiot and the narrator lives in my head.

"the youth of today are spoiled and lack respect for others..."

throughout history, I bet every old man probably thought the same thing. and old men die, and the world keeps spinning.

we let time bully us around too much.

it's good for making appointments and doing calculations in physics, not much else.

make every day Mothers Day.

•••••• ••••••
finding the right one
isn't a search for
perfection; it's
a search for a
set of faults
that fits
yours.
•••••
••

let's live a little before we die a lot.

a single soft breeze can carry with it the scent of a thousand stories.

scents have their own door to our memories;
a door that is always wide-open.

the bad news is that you don't exist; the good news is that you are everything.

learn to enjoy your own company; because regardless of whom you spend time with, you yourself will always be there too.

unconditional love is not a gamble.

it's a display of the courage to be vulnerable and the only insurance there is against the regrets of lost opportunities.

when it comes to love, don't mix up the two words "some" and "the".

It's not someone you should be looking for; it's the one.

life is constant flux. we do well to embrace impermanence, have reverence for all that bears the marks of age and individuality, that is old, worn, slightly broken and modest.

cause, with time, that's what life will force upon us all anyway.

shit happens - pick it up.

when we parents give our children everything they want the very moment they want it, the children are deprived of dreaming and yearning;

and in many ways, that's more than half the fun.

And the foolish said unto the wise, Give us Trump; for our ideas are gone out.

religion is supposed to guide people to live their own lives well.

prematurely ending the life of others is something else completely.

as I watch with a smile how easy it is for a dog to enjoy life, I can't help thinking that maybe human consciousness was a tragic misstep in evolution.

there's no master plan,
inside our dreams, we're asleep,
no one's in control.

sadness is looming
be happy or be alone
forcing a strained smile

the son I was, the man I became, the father I am.

it is what I always knew it would be but not what I expected; predictably unpredictable.

on a long enough time-scale, all castles contain a ruin, all youngsters, an oldster, all sin, grace.

spacetime is curved and so is mother nature.

the problem with people who don't talk is that they never tell you why.

regardless of whether we are alone or together with someone, the degree to which we are comfortable with silence reveals a lot.

humankind is at war with itself;

it's the biggest civil war in history and humanity is losing.

(v) turn-the-other-cheek

an old saying that means matching bruises.

I never use foul language;
I swear.

perverse (adv)

a common form of expression for poets; i.e, per (through) verse (poetry).

every moment of our lives is new; we are always in the midst of the new and unknown;

yet most of us spend our lives resisting that fact, creating unnecessary anxiety along the way.

Humans think they are smarter than dolphins because we build cars, buildings and start wars etc. And all that dolphins do is swim in the water, eat fish and play around.

Dolphins believe that they are smarter for exactly the same reason.

- Douglas Adams

face the facts or face the consequences

memories; it is the world that we pull over our eyes to blind us from the now.

when doing field research, never attempt to study anyone or anything smarter than yourself.

don't curse life when it treats you unfairly. justice is merely a seductive idea that has nothing to do with how the world works.

beauty and wealth are not, and will likely never be fairly distributed. nor will brains, something that we see ample proof of every day.

if you keep picking up the pieces and putting them back just as they were, don't be surprised if nothing changes

with lives so misspelled
the beauty lives on in their
intricate tatoos

night - a semi-truck
passes by, the prisoners
dreams are shaken up

the boy drinks his milk
and falls asleep in his cell
a mother of stone

a lot of things in the world today are better than they used to be.

but the things that are worse, are becoming increasingly difficult to fix.

right now, that may be what you know and that may be what you do, but that is not who you are.

you are so much more than that, so much more; never forget that.

there's no real magic in this world, only love.

the rest is just smoke and mirrors.

today in the land of plenty, most of everything belongs to a few.

the power is not with the gentle, their promises is not what they do.

why do we fight and deplete mother nature? don't have a clue.

more often than we think, it's less about what's been done to us and more about what we do to ourselves.

taking things for
granted is the
opposite of
happiness

this world is a karmic web in constant motion; everything is interconnected, everything is in constant change and all deeds matter.

if your uneasiness doesn't live in your head, but somewhere else, then reason isn't the right remedy.

sensitive but tough,
women are complicated,
manual missing

there are times when I just want what all soldiers want; an honorable death and the end of all my pains.

the darkness in you is there for a reason.

it offers the contrast necessary for the light within you to show.

most achievements in life are priced in pain.

pain is inevitable, suffering is not.

gray mist, rain, drizzle,
glowing street light reflections,
the sun rests elsewhere.

honesty is the
currency of trust.

failure is the
currency of wisdom.

vulnerability is the
currency of love.

you get what
you pay for.

it's white here again
snow hides beauty and filth both
the ground rests, unmoved.

after Christmas sale,
what to buy? I need nothing,
outside, a man begs.

the point is, ladies and gentlemen, that nerdery - for a lack of a better word - is good.

nerdery is right.
nerdery works.
nerdery clarifies, cuts through, and captures the essence of the evolutionary spirit.

sometimes we should simply get out of the way of our subconscious and let it work.

neighbour (noun)
lets break it down:

neigh (noun)
a long, loud, high call that is produced by a horse when it is excited or frightened

bour (noun)
a chamber/cottage or a lady's private apartment in a medieval hall or castle.

home is not a place; it's the sense of belonging where you're at.

the concretes differ but the abstracts remain the same;

this too shall pass.

we all used to be someone else.

feels like I'm only imitating life,
hiding behind a well-rehearsed grin,
carrying an abyss within, cuts like a knife.

the wise always choose quality over quantity; except when it comes to time spent with friends and loved ones.

the climate change causes the earth's average temperature to rise.

wars and violence make the world an increasingly cold place to live in.

I'm not weird, you're simple

life is but a string of moments, bound together by emotions.

miss enough moments and you miss out on life

one day we're all gonna die, regardless of what we do or what we don't.

but rejoice then over the fact, that all the other days of our lives, we won't.

Cupid, oh Cupid, you bewinged little cherub, if you just knew the havoc you stir up.

all we can do is show you some faith, stand real still and hope you shoot straight.

with every year that passes, everything in life appears less fixed, less solid, less certain, more fragile and more transient and so does life itself.

safety is but an illusion and so is autonomy. my firm belief is that we all need each other.

double celebration: 200 posts and 8000 points.

thank you my fellow bolders. I'm very grateful and glad to have met you all here!

if you want to get over something, talking about it and remembering it in every detail isn't always the right remedy.

we keep adding to what is already complete, complicate what is intrinsically simple.

we are restlessly on the move, going nowhere, fattening our bellies and starving our souls.

modern life is what we call it, and therapy is the fix.

forgive and forget beats revenge and regret - always.

life happens now; always has and always will.

the rest is just noise.

in a world where the stupid are the majority, democracy isn't all it's cracked up to be.

in a democracy 'good' is a conversation, not a unilateral absolute.

closeness to other people is the only path that leads to true independence and freedom.

hard things in life demand the right kind of coffee and the right kind of friends.

wow, I just realized that Christmas must be my time of year; because then it's the thought that counts... and I have so many of those...

ahem, just a thought.

bah... all this nag about health risks... sometimes we forget that no matter how much television we don't watch, how much chocolate we don't eat and how much wine we don't drink, we'll all die one day anyway.

it's friday - let's lighten up and take some risks!

$\ | / - O - / | \ the sun peeks inside, through the dirty window pane; beckoning me out.$

age of abundance,
age of poverty

age of information,
age of confusion

age of superpowers,
age of insecurity

TV-dinner alone,
the tea cermony of the 21st century.

escaping yourself and finding yourself is the same thing;

beyond the turmoil of our hopes and fears, founded on acceptance and disguised as resignation; is peace.

some keep their secrets out of kindness;

some store them up as weapons for later use.

applying sound logic to poor quality data is a great way to go wrong with confidence.

if you have a why to live, you can bear almost any how

I wish that I liked myself nearly as much as my closest friends do.

It's way easier for them though, they're spared from hearing the narrative in my head. And they also get lots of time away from me, two luxuries I don't get.

true life should be an ocean of everyday moments, stirring waves of feelings and emotions in you.

death is not the opposite of life, complete numbness and indifference is.

nature is so strained

waste
and
overconsumption

save, recycle love

pillow pillow you've heard it all,
the cries, the tears, the moans, the snores.

allow yourself to fail, so that you dare to try.

dare to try so that you allow yourself to succeed

human nature - my favourite weapon of choice

as children, we challenge the rules to find the boundaries

as adults, we obey the rules, but rise above them when necessary

no!
pie not!
dough or donut,
there is no pie.

lazily our lives meander between highs and lows

sometime it hastens, sometimes it slows

sometimes you're stuck,
sometime it flows

the true meaning of it all, no one knows

there's so many people involved in making a movie besides the actors.

to give most of the credit for a movie to an actor or actress is like idolizing your waiter for your dinner at the restaurant for looking handsome while serving a dish prepared by others.

must it be our fate;
to judge and condem?

is it all too late;
to forgive, forget again?

can we give up hate;
and become more zen?

don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life.

the most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives.

some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

experiencing the genuine happiness of a child, can provide you with a shield of joy that protects you from feeling disconnected with life.

you make it all mean something, put everything into colour.

now there's us, and everything else is in the gray.

find your road and walk it.

maybe life isn't a journey with a start and an end, but a dance that goes on for as long as the music plays.

the object isn't to get somewhere, but to enjoy ourselves, moving together in silly circles.

it is in our ability to see beyond our own egos that our humanity lives;

ergo, being human amongst other people can be a lonely endeavor.

sometimes my life is like an inkblot in a Rorschach test;

what I percieve is all in my mind.

we just are, and what happens just happens.

life doesn't bow to human ideas of fairness.

sometimes I wonder, all the decisions we have to make in life;

all the yeses and noes, do we choose them or do they choose us?

NEW YEAR

(n) from an ancient word meaning "let's try to get it right this time"

perhaps life does what it does to us to emphasize two things;

that justice is no more than an attractive idea and that every probability curve needs to have a far end.

Work: (OFF •)
Weekend: (• ON)

with instant communication comes constant disruptions.

with no service comes space for thoughts.

healed and mended, things are strongest where they were broken.

still, my eyes won't close.
lying beside you is bliss,
watching you sleep - art

ultimately we're all dead men. sadly we cannot choose how but we can choose how we meet that death. in order that we are remembered as men.

"a poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness..."

- Robert Frost

ADULTHOOD

for some it is when dreams and play are congealed into constraints and obligations.

for others it is when family, friends and time are valued higher than money, career and status.

where is the life we have lost in living?

where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?

where is the knowledge we have lost in information?

sharp blades scar the ice
to sound less is soundness
we skate in silence

it's not less fear we need, it's more courage.

it's not less anger we need, it's more love.

maybe life itself is a bit like the Internet; regardless of what you're searching for, you'll get some answers.

you'd better evaluate them carefully though. cause even in real life, dark places are only a bad click away sometimes.

chocolate rabbits
chase the spring to come
only the eggs dyed

psychotic

a three syllable
word for any
thought too big
for little minds.

it is only when we're fully engaged in our lives, do our thing, love and help each other, that it all makes sense.

there are all kinds of seekers in this world and all kinds of truths.

regardless of what truth you're seeking though, you won't get it from a politician.

there are times when your worst self is your best self.

I spent a lot of money on booze, birds and fast cars.

the rest I just squandered.

leaving something that is very familiar to you is often hard; even if it happens to be a cage with the door wide open.

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we ought to be careful with what things in our lives we hand over to our autopilots;

because life's short and time flies.

in music, the spaces between the notes played are just as important as the notes themselves.

in music, timing and feeling is everything; less is often more.

life in general is no different.

wounds that don't bleed can leave scars as deep as those that do.

we're all made of the same blown-out pieces of matter formed in the fires of dead stars;

we're all unique sentinent vortexes of desires and anxiety in the same ocean of quantum soup; vibrating in unison as waves of love, hate, pain and pleasure stir things up around us.

it's direction and dogged determination that will get you there; speed is immaterial.

light your own fire;
peace is already within you;
be your own shelter.

nothing beats being recognized for who you pretend to be.

the ever present breath of the sea, the rumbling pulse of the train on the bridge, the laughters emanating from the pub.

Friday evening in Stockholm; life is good.

LOYALTY (n)

another word for dog. *See also unconditional love.

that awkward moment when you go to the toilet, find it in a disgusting state and realize that you 're the one who have to clean it up.

because otherwise someone may spot you on your way out and think it was your mess.

if I had more time, I would have written a shorter post.

some thoughts should be cancelled the moment they enter your mind.

let that which doesn't matter truly slide.

this pile of labels that the world has attached to me; thats my ego.

this ever changing swirl of thoughts and emotions, pools of joy and dread; thats me.

hello.

it isn't amazon that is the problem, it is usually DHL

when they rely and depend on you, it's really a gift from them to you. it gives your life purpose and meaning.

when they're gone or have learned to fend for themselves, you are no longer essential. this will be frightening.

we must all play the cards were dealt; theres no honorable way of folding even if the deck is stacked. in the end, we all leave this casino empty-handed.

place your bets.

could it be, that a key for humans to stay human is to spend time with and care for other humans; the more diverse in age, ethnicity and backgrounds the better.

could it be, that radicals and extremists typically don't.

this day - a life

sometimes we surrender our happiness too easily.

it's ours to keep and ours to defend against life's adversities

the best designs are simple and free of clutter.

so are the best lives.

peaceful morning walk
the sun caresses the snow
dog chases shadows

by its very nature, dreams are imprecise; hence realizations of dreams aren't always recognizable at first glance.

therefore it's wise to look closely at what life offers us before we dismiss it.

nothingness
or
no thingness

a word is just a sound,
a bunch of letters.

it has no meaning until it enters a mind.

yes it's here again!

that sweet, long-awaited, anticipation of fun, rest and recreation to come, of not having to get out of bed this early.

or Friday for short.

those moments, they stare back at you.

you don't remember them. they remember you.

LLLI
LLLI
LLLI

there are exceptions
to all rules and all diets
chocolate is one.

words alone can never fully capture reality.

everything instantly becomes a bit different the moment we try to describe it, a bit adulterated and hollow.

a child's open mind,
will find many solutions.
adults only one

some things in life are like Fugu, the Japanese pufferfish.

the tastiest parts are closest to the poison.

every form is ephemeral;
everything as a whole is eternal.

life is an enthropic dance in unity.

back at work from my vacation. fifty shades of gray?... nah, more like fifty shades of brown; or shitstorm for short.

invisible or invincible...

small character changes make a huge difference.

I trust people and I make mistakes; two things that tend to coincide.

melancholy...

when your lamp unto thyself is out of batteries.

in denial
we trust.

what at 2am looks divine, is probably just too much wine.

trying to help a loved one who doesn't want help is a fruitless endeavor;

still the alternative, to silently watch the ship sink, is unthinkable.

to shine is better than to reflect

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Mary Schmich, Wear Sunscreen: A Primer for Real Life

i just spent this weekend with my daughter in Luleå high up in the north of Sweden;

- sunrise 08:59
- sunset 14:25

daylight bah... overrated, in Luleå they save it all for the summer.

Fitness is worrying about what other people think of your body.

Don't give a shitness is the opposite.

it's the choices we make every day that over time determines who we are, not our life stories.

our wisdom doesnt keep pace with our powers.

Paris, pain not perish
extreme, inhuman violence
still, love shall prevail

if Monday's were playlists, mine would all have the same single track on constant repeat, Beethoven's fifth.

I am just me and
you are just you

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but together •••
we are it. ••••••
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you can't always count on love, but you can make your love count

in times where global warming turns white into grey and hatred turns hearts black, it is comforting to know that at least the available colours of wine remain the same.

no, no. I never called you ugly.

I just said that you more or less exactly fail to please the eye from every angle.

the same paint is used for painting mountains and water.

the same languages are used to declare war and to express love.

the same, but not the same and not different.

Bold to the Bone

as I read the news every day, I have started to wonder;

is this world really worth our tears?

we are not now that strength which in old days moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are.

one equal temper of heroic hearts, made weak by time and fate, but strong in will. to strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

imperfections and cracks below the surface are not signs of weakness, they are traces of life.

an odd but undeniable fact:

- mean people often pair up with someone who's kind

- a big mouth often comes with a narrow mind

opposites attract.

the vote of my ego is immaterial, the vote of my mind matter, the vote of my heart rules.

sometimes we blur boundaries that are better kept maintained.

like when honesty, truth and politics are mentioned in the same sentence.

they say that you should keep your friends close and your enemies closer.

but no one can hurt your feelings as bad as a close friend or family.

to my kids for example, I'm easy prey.

therapy is lending your own voice to the voices in your head and paying someone else to listen in.

sometimes, the magic lies not in what's there, but in whats not there.

in the absence of the extraneous.

never forget what you are. the rest of the world will not.

wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.

hooray! soon this work week will be over.
goes to show that on the ropes and bleeding out ain't the same thing.

on Monday it will be guards up and roll with the punches again but until then WEEKEND! Have a good one fellow bolders.

emptiness is form
cloud hidden whereabouts unknown,
all is unity

a bridge is both a beginning and an end;

of what depends on our direction.

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we comfort our physical bodies in hopes our souls will follow.

sometimes to love someone, you got to be a stranger.

on a long enough timeline,
everything is meaningless.

on a short enough timeline, the possibilities are endless.

we are hardwired to overestimate how long the things we dream of will make us feel better;

and to underestimate the tradeoffs and headaches that comes with fulfilling them.

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people smile with their mouths;

dogs wag their tails with their hearts.

nothing has changed,
but everything is new.

you've turned rosy and red,
all that used to be blue.

idiocy is multiplicative.

two half-wits do not equal a full-witted person; they equal a quarter-witted person.

ergo, big meetings and large committees typically make poor decisions.

the sense of invincibility in our youth stems from the abundance of time left, the arrogance of innocence and the unawareness of the rough edges of this world. it is only natural;

just as natural as becoming more humble as the years and scars accumulate.

call me old fashioned, but one thing I always look for in all job applicants is that they are smart enough to think without moving their lips.

hardness is not strength
pity is not compassion attachment is not love

it's confusion

Vulnerability is life's way of asking you if you're all in.

down, down, down; all
the way
to the
top.

life is a riddle,
a mere joke within a dream;
strive to laugh often.

our border, your border - in fear we them both protect, causing world disorder.

Roses are red, violets are fine, but a Friday night requires wine

ME - BLACK EDITION

that's me after my morning coffee.

the other autistic, undead version... well you don't want to meet him, trust me.

we are all made up of the same thing, a play of light and dark.

it's in the interplay between these two antipoles that our humanity lives.

outside winds whisper;
the damp night yearns for the dawn;
no sleep can be found.

I notice that you absolutely sparkle and shine when you look into my eyes.

that's to be expected. all stars shine the brightest when they fall.

if you expect a lot, you're clinging to the hope that you'll win the lottery.

take nothing for granted, and you've already won.

each day brings new colours. it is up to us to make something of them.

we own the canvases of our lives.

some people, no matter where they look, see only themselves.

...and like a lot of dreams, there's a monster at the end of it.

when I look at Trump, I can't help but wonder:

- what does the world look like from inside his strange-looking head?

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white or only wet?
the sky is indecisive,
my coffee is black.

while we are young, time will flatter us;

alas, over time, the insults will come.

$Ballroom-Blitz The Sweet \m/$

there's guy at work who, I just realized, defies the laws of a physics;

he is completely hollow as a person and yet terribly dense.

focus on the true nature of things, not their ornament.

we can"t always choose our enemies; but we can choose our friends.

we can't change the past, but we can mold the future.

the human predicament Is that nothing we perceive is ever unbiased and exactly as it is;

sight is blurred by eyes, hearing dulled by ears, and bright thoughts are trapped in the gray maze of a brain.

I am a Friday to Sunday person.
The other days of the week dont really deserve me.

there are 10 kinds of people in this world;

those who understand binary and those who dont.

control is overrated.

life is what happens beyond it.

laziness is not leisure

it's the art of preventive resting

heaven has a singular clarity.
earth has renewed peacefulness.
each person attains ease.
the season moves into light.

this is the time when days become longer.

youth is weightlessness; a weightlessness that permeates everything; no damning choices have been made, no paths committed to and the road forking out ahead is pure unlimited potential.

it's a pity I didn't realize that all those years ago.

terror strikes again today, this time in my hometown Stockholm.