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KATTETUR-RETUR version 2

VERSION AF TIDLIGERE TEKST, LETTERE OMSKREVET TIL OPLÆSNING-

For en hel del år siden, nok endda helt tilbage til fra før vi begyndte på det med at blive ældre… -Gik vi en tur. Gennem rigtig ukontrolleret skov, den vilde slags; den smule der var lidt mere af dengang. Med tæt krat at udforske, og en underskov der næsten var symbolsk. Eller ihvertfald vil blive det. Dette var dengang der stadig var…

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... Am getting it! 👍

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Step out into the open fiction...

Step Outside

Step Outside

Do you see the world in your selfie?

Do you feel the touch of another in your keyboard?

Do you hear the voices of the children, the poor, the joyful, the persecuted in your ear buds?

What is it that you use the phone as a mask to shelter yourself from?

What is it that you are afraid to feel from another soul?

What is it that you run away from, that you avoid, ignore, or hide from while in your gadgets?

There is real beauty in the kaleidoscope of creation to see.

There is true love and compassion out there for you to feel.

There is pain and sorrow, joy and triumph all around for you to relieve, celebrate, fight for, and understand in the world outside your cellular box.

Will you step outside?

K. C. Barry

Perfekte Fejl.

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One of those pictures you can't take... But still just amazed by what a difference yellow (portuguese) streetlight makes compared to (danish) white... Guess I'm still stunned by the "tranquilidade" and "calme" this beautiful town makes... Guess this photo isn't worth much on Instagram, but for me, personally, it means everything. Repeat: EVERYTHING! #castelodevide #flamingobar #wayoflife #portuguese #light #writingplace #portugal #meandmymind #novel #ready #homeiswheretheheartis #myworld #writing #novel #myworld #mindspace #laurieandthestoryof (Is more and more with me...) #lifestyles #whyifeelquitesurethatmybigtimenovelwillnotonlysurvivethenexttwoweeksbutalsowillfollowmebacktodenmarkidontknowbutthistimeiamreallysure (Usual one-off hashtag...) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #danielmantel (her: Flamingo Bar)

A "funny" thing... That goes for the danish as well. I don't think it has anything with language to do. Maybe not even words...

“It’s fascinating. You know all these words, and they’re all English, but when you string them together into sentences, they just don’t make any sense.”

— Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

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Sommeren knækker når fuglene holder op med at synge. Pludselig, lige før solopgang, i de tidligste timer hvor udsigten samler sig, sker det. Om det blæser eller ej, er det så kun vinden der kan høres. En susen inde i luften selv. Landskabets detaljer gør sig mindre, jorden bliver en lidt mere jævn men ru flade. Horisonten hæves nogle få grader, nok til at hive enhver uendelighed ud af himlen. Det…

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The room behind the shattered window filled with tears. Faster than the cracks and the new hole could handle. The many people in the public house had no time to escape. That only made the tears flow as rivers from their eyes. And so just adding to their certain drowning. After the panic and last bobbles, bodies was slowly circulating under the ceiling. It was quite a peaceful. Why the windows, especially the newly smashed, didn't burst from the pressure of the water, was one peculiar thing. Another was the dead moving around, almost as if they had adapted death as a new life. With a purpose. To keep on crying. But you couldn't see it. Their eyes was filled with water anyway. Tears just made the body float a bit. Like small adjusting thrusters in space. The dead began manoeuvring by bursts of tears. One of their first missions, was to replace that broken window. It was all very sad. They kept the old shattered window. Framed it and hung it on the wall. A minute's silence, a moment of contemplating life and death. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #window #cracks #waterworld #tears #fiction #breathing #aliveandwell #smashed #life #everythingdependsonthewayyouseeitorinthiscasehowyoudieandliveonanway (Usual one-off hashtag) (her: Alive - Ready)