Category Archives: courage

Where the birches rustles their summer song

When one goes, the other is seen left behind: But the former will be what comes. The other: the laughing gentleman, now ridiculous naked butt as the fairy tale emperor: but still haughty he gabbles his garbage. Far after the … Continue reading

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An angry man

              An angry man stands at the corner waiting for me; his arms crossed over his chest. “I’m ashamed of you” was the last he said to me. But his English is not good … Continue reading

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A romantic dream in color

I heard it said in the old days it’s rare to dream in color. But I now read on the web it’s rather the opposite? I don’t know if it is true or not. My dreams usually vanish from my … Continue reading

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And Sam said

  And Sam said “Lady, you shot me” and he fell back and hasty he bled to death, still in his 30s. Soon 70, I walk my way slow and oldish as life and people have hurt me hard but … Continue reading

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I will see coltsfoot flower this year too

          I have been sitting at my desk today for hours waiting for the blessed words to come to me. But my words seems to have ran out through my door with him who said he … Continue reading

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Sunday morning coffee insnowed in Sweden

The weather reports promised large snowing at the East coast regions and it came and comes! I’m having my Sunday morning coffee insnowed in Sweden while the plow cars roar outside my windows and I read online a CNN article … Continue reading

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A wolf got to do what a wolf got to do

A wolf hunting a deer into a village was shot yesterday, Tuesday January 29, 2019. Predators lives on hunting, eating meat. How should we be able to have wild animals in our nature if we do not allow predators to … Continue reading

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Att vara den jag är / To be what I am

Jag har bara en önskan kvar att vara den jag är – med lust och inte vad jag kunde vara Nog och nöjd med mig själv om så utan hopp om ett du: den hjärtesökta själsfränden   I have but … Continue reading

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Moving into gloomy November

  Two weeks not a word from you is a very long time, two weeks at a new place is too short to feel home. I’m tired and worn out after all hassle with the move and I wonders about … Continue reading

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