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And even if you don't eat your toast, don't drink your tea... The sun WILL come up.

“The worst thing in the world can happen, but the next day the sun will come up. And you will eat your toast. And you will drink your tea.”

— Rhian Ellis

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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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NO! No-no-no! That is NOT right! It's the other way around: Tarmac does not burst up in grass! It is grass that slowly but forceful cracks up through tarmac. This… Thing, is against the natural order of…  Things. It's not normal! And disturbs not only the eyes, but the perception of reality. Tarmac breaking up grass; it must be nothing but an illusion! And certainly not a nice sight or thought. Do something! NOW! My brain got kickstarted, literally, bounced around my skull, tried to come up with a solution. Somehow I was responsible, though I didn't quite know why. Or how. And what to do… It didn't take long, though. To find a possible way through this mess. Quite simple, actually. If it wasn't 'natural', well, then I just had to change what's natural and not. A question of perception. A slight discrete change of reality, or view of. Putting minds at ease by introducing a grain of fiction. Only small alterations; keeping reality real… In their minds. Not making people feel as part of an imagination. My imagination. Inserting a few tiny changes without being invasive. They wouldn't feel a thing… And last of all being manipulated. No; when messing around with reality, and especially others, you have to be careful not being caught in the act. It was almost too easy. A few thoughts or rather ways of thinking, smoothly laid out as a filter on that tarmac/grass-incident. The relief in their eyes! The many faces changing from deep concern and disbelief to "ahh! -just that", and small recognizing smiles. Yes of course, the usual thing. When tarmac grows up through grass. It happens. It's the way of a natural world. Some slight nodding, and the high-pitched worried voices moved on. It's almost too easy… With just a little bit of fiction. I wondered if I should follow their new reality. Sooner or later they would see grass breaking through tarmac. Then what? And would it be my problem again? Guess so. When reality can't cope… #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/07/27/asfaltgraes/ (Long version in danish…) #tarmac #grass #reality #fiction #whatever #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #laurieandthestoryof #primeiroproximopasso

Well, I'll try that waiting game out...

“If we wait until we’re ready, we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives.”

— Lemony Snicket, The Ersatz Elevator

I see myself from the back. From inside the restaurant. I'm alive and happy. That means I took the hard way in. Not the easy way out. For some time I wasn't sure. That time is now. Seeing a picture of myself in the near future, free and letting time be time, not allowing thoughts to interfere or take control, and giving my mind access to whatever words is worth writing, not by any assignment or deadline, and... There's really nothing else to say. I had a choice. The tempting easy way out; just caving in. Or the hard way in; a maze with almost impossible obstacles the way out. It's still ahead of me. But seeing myself from the back, tells me everything. No matter what I must do to be there. Again. Happy and free. Being me. Just me, only me. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #laurieandthestoryof (At least geographically...) #me #hardway #being #meandmystory #meandmymind #lisbon #wayin #portugal #home #aperiodintimewithsomeharddifficultiesofdifferentkindslowlyturningsotheeasywaybecomeslessattractiveandthewayinopensup (Usual one-off hashtag) (her: Lisbon, Portugal)

This is an eye. As you can see. Unless you're blind. Blindness has often nothing to do with the eye. But with the way it's used. Or misused. Anyway, you see the world around you, and call it reality. Rather realities, according to the many different persons. Perception of reality… So far so good. Or not, depending on the eye that see. But we agree, most of us, that looking in a mirror, you see yourself. Eye to eye, so to see. But modern science rips that illusion apart. Any object reacts to being watched. That's a fact. So the eye you see in the mirror are cheating you. Actually, you can't be sure it's you looking at you. It might be another you. Or another eye. Watching you. When you walk away from the mirror, you don't know. If there's an eye staring out. You will never know. #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/06/19/vaagn-op/ #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #eye #whatyousee #mirror #youwillneverknow #uneasy #realitycheck #laurieandthestoryof (Somehow...) #iamsofuckingtiredofpeoplejudgingeachotherbystupidsuperficialstuffandnotaspersonswhichhasnothingtodowiththisbutwtf (Usual one-off hashtag) (her: Mirror Reveal)

Den Definitive Lykke. LYKKE # 1.  Øjeblikke der var, ikke er, selvfølgelig, med kirurgisk præcision skåret fra, den skarpeste skalpel ført med uendelig ømhed, glædestårer gennem blotlagte blodårer.

LYRIK / DANISH POETRY (Sorry...) LARVEFODSPOR Fosterstilling Forstærket fastlåst Lag på lag på Mumieskal med jordemoder Proces Under stadig nedlukning Hastighed baglæns opbremsning Nær nul men altid kun nærmere Fem årtier Hjernebølger mod klippekyst Vandet skraber tiden væk Som det ikke mere står skrevet Spor Kravles frem på overfladen Stillingen går i kramper og tanker Tvinger underjordisk kejsersnit Form Kæmper med eller mod indhold Antallet af vindmøller vokser som vingeslag Overhaler tiden går i fosterstilling Kejsersnit og kuvøse Sarkofagen er færdigc Hver en vindmølle Finder sin fosterstilling Forpupning forpestes Monstrøsitet er knap et ord Vindmøllers vinger Skærer en slutning #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #lyrik #poesi #laurieandthestoryof -has nothing to do with this! Or...? #gellerup #brabrand #larvefødder #acompletelyoneofffrommymainwritingbutwtfjustsorryidontbothertranslateintoenglish... (Usual one-off hashtag) (her: END)