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Nixie

Nixie

As the shadows draw closer

and the daylight fades into night

you can hear him tuning his violin

backed by the wind’s soft rustling in the leaves

and the beat of the waterfall

he plays his alluring tune

but beware and don’t get too close

Nixie’s wish is not to your best

The Nixie, Näcken in Swedish, is according to the old Scandinavian folklore a humanoid water spirit. He tries to lure you to the water in order to drown you. My grandmother used to scare us kids with him so we would not go close to the water.

If it sounds too good to be true it probably isn’t, ha de Gött!

Swedish version

När skuggorna närmar sig

och dagsljuset försvinner till natt

kan du höra honom stämma sin fiol

kompad av vindens mjuka prasslande i löven

och vattenfallets takt

han spelar sin lockande låt

men se upp och kom inte för nära

hans önskan är inte till ditt bästa

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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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Situation Stockholm

Situation Stockholm

For English version please scroll down.

han kom fram och bad snällt
påträngande men ändå ödmjuk
sålde de hemlösas tidning
kostar 80 kronor men jag gav honom en 200 hundring
han blev glad och tacksam, ett leende och för en stund lyste hans ögon upp
sa att han skulle köpa mat till sin fru
ville ge en kram, men vi nöjde oss med armbågsbuff
men jag såg skuggan av missbruk bakom honom
gjorde jag en god gärning eller gjorde jag honom en björntjänst
hoppas det blev det något över till mat men
troligtvis födde jag hans missbruk först
om så bara för en kort stund var vi båda på den goda sidan
valen vi gör är våra egna, svåra eller enkla

English version

he approached me, asked gently
insistent and yet humble
selling the homeless magazine
price was eight Euros, but I gave him a twenty note
happy and grateful, a smile and for a moment, a light in his eyes
told me he was going to buy food for his wife
wanted to give me a hug but we settled for high five
I could see the dark shadow of abuse behind him
was it a good deed or a disservice to him
I hope there was some left for food
or did I just feed that dark shadow
if only for a short while we were both on the good side
choices we make are our own, difficult or simple

Open your heart and see what happens, he de Gött!

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Back in the day

Back in the day

The sandy beach Skrea Strand in Falkenberg, Sweden where I spent much time as a teenager and young adult. There are some good, and bad, memories from this place. It must been 20 years ago since I was here the last time and still amazed by the long sandy beach and the high dunes.

Cherish your memories but don’t get stuck in them, ha de Gött!

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Imagine

Imagine

I took a bus tour to the Northern Ireland on my visit to Dublin. There was several stops where we were herd around like sheep by our friendly shepherd, ehh guide. One stop was the Dark Hedges. Never heard of it but my brain quickly built up a picture, more like this first photo.

This was what it was like. More sheep, ehh, people. More places to go so time was, to say the least, limited. Total stop 20 minutes, 8 minutes to get there from the bus stop. Do the math and there was 4 minutes to get a good picture. Preferably without all the sheep, ehh, people. Eight minutes back to the bus, no time for a pit stop! Let me tell you my bladder is now double size.

Luckily I’m Scandinavian and close to two meters tall. Managed to come away with this last picture.

Only small sips of the water, ha de Gött!

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