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ullehaddock

Writer of sorts with a soft spot for Photo. Writes about life and what comes into my mind.
Silent wilderness

Silent wilderness

If you want to listen to the sound of silence the national park Tresticklan in Dalsland, Sweden is the place to go. The park is the largest uninhabited forest in south Sweden. The the 2906 hectares forest area has been growing untouched by humans since a big fire in 1830 in . One of the few remaining wild forests in southern Sweden.

I visited on a still day and between the birds singing there was complete silence. You could almost touch the silence. I did not see any of mammals you can find, moose, roe deer, fox, pine marten or wolfs but there was tracks.

I’ll be back, ha de Gött!

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Nude

Nude

All naked it stands in the hidden valley of oak trees. Covered by the branches of the tree behind. Almost as a motherly protection.

This place has a very special vibe. Mystical and calm almost scary. The old oak trees stretching their slim branches like dancers to the sky and the sun. It is like the trees like to tell you a story, listen.

It is sometimes hard to see the forest for all the trees, ha de Gött!

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Life

Life

life is a strange thing

just when you finally figured it out

you have to move on

to greener pastures, as fertiliser

screaming and naked you are born

a blank sheet, a story yet untold

to become a epic chronicle, an encyclopaedia

then the ink runs dry, the swan sings

the comfort is that no-one knows

how thick will the book become

or when you write the last chapter

the last word and the final dot.

Life’s a journey, not a destination (Aerosmith). Ha de Gött!

På Svenska

livet är en konstig sak

precis när du äntligen klurat ut det

måste du gå vidare

till grönare betesmarker, som gödningsmedel

skrikande och naken du är född

ett tomt ark, en historia som ännu inte har berättats

att bli en episk krönika, ett uppslagsverk

då torkar bläcket, svanen sjunger

trösten är att ingen vet

hur tjock blir boken

eller när du skriver på det sista kapitlet

det sista ordet och den sista punkten.

Livet är en resa, inte en destination. Ha de Gött!
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