Tag Archive for ‘Musings’

Christmas greetings

Christmas greetings

We stand there like a Christmas tree, strong, tall, bright and joyful. Then it all starts.

In Sweden we hand out all presents on Christmas eve and we get to see Santa handing them out in person! Well that’s everyone except all dads that for some strange reason all go out to buy the newspaper, or nowadays go to the basement to fix the WiFi. Being a dad I now own a fair share of newspapers, hoo, hoo. Poor Santa soon has to rush off to the Anglo Saxon world. Squeeze through an old chimney and put presents in old, hopefully washed, socks for Christmas Day morning.

Luckily we gave him some real dark Christmas brew and one or two schnaps before he went off. Now both he and Rudolph has a red nose lighting up the night as he flies with super sonic speed over the skies.

Wonder if he feels like the bottle in this last picture after Christmas? I know I do!

Don’t forget why, ha de Gött and Merry Christmas!

The Book that didn’t want to be read

The Book that didn’t want to be read

The Priest gave me this book 
to read in my own time
to find ways to heal
to make odds and ends of life.
It lay there on my desk,
for a long, long time,
then in the book shelf,
finally back to my desk.
Why did I not take the time to read?
Author on the cover looks
confident and trustworthy.
But it was that title.
"There's a lot you don't have to"

I finally challenged the title and has almost finished reading. It’s a really good book on the theme Faith, Time and Love and how to be true to yourself and your time without too many “musts”. The author Tomas Sjödin has been very productive but sad to say I cannot find out if he’s been translated to English.

To read is to discover, ha de Gött!

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Art is not a luxury

Art is not a luxury

I took this picture in Munich. The sign was sitting over the Kunstpavillon (Art Pavilion) in the Alter Botanischer Garten (Old Bothical Garden).

What do you think? Is art only for those with more than they need, or is art needed for all of us.

Art is everywhere, just look around. Ha de Gött!

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Shades of grey

Shades of grey

Not 50 but this title might lure the search engines so my blog gets some more hits. Not my intention but the weather this Christmas has been grey and colourless so the title is fits.

Still I went to the beach but, even if the temperature in the water is the same as in the air, +5°C, I didn’t go for a swim. Still a good walk along the sea after all the Christmas food and candy before I start to look like Santa.

Grey is also a colour, 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!

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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Immortalised

Immortalised

life is shit some say

try standing here all day

this is now my lot

my own destiny full fills

standing on this spot

taking all the spills

seagull chuckles

they say that I’m a noisy pooping bird

honestly I don’t give a turd

This poor guy stands outside the City Hall of Belfast, Northern Ireland. I don’t know who he is or what he done to be immortalised as a statue but the seagulls like him, or do they?

It’s always good to wear a cap by the sea, ha de Gött!

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