... And over the moon in happiness and success...
“The most dangerous sicknesses are those that make us believe we are well.”
— Lauren Oliver, Delirium
Status... Det er umuligt at skrive en status. Her er et billede af en sol. Resten er tomhed. En venten uden håb. Der er andre billeder. Og der er det store perspektiv. Liv og død, naturens gang, den evige cyklus. Den er ligegyldig, det er teori, der er ikke plads til den slags. Det kommer, måske, engang. Det burde være muligt at skrive en status. / Forts på https://mantelshistorier.wordpress.com/2021/01/24/status/ #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #sol #status #fiktion # #mantelshistorier.wordpress.com #https://mantelshistorier.wordpress.com/2021/01/24/status/ #https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=3619096111461086&id=100000821994936 https://www.instagram.com/p/CKiswdeh1-0/?igshid=oa28o1w7rqf5
QUIZ…
QUIZ MED TYNDT LITTERÆRT LAG FERNIS.
Her er 3 tekster. 3 påstande, relativt kortfattede. Én hører til det viste foto. De 2 andre har et fiktivt forhold til billedet; ren løgn. Tre tekster, selvstændige eller afsnit fra noget andet. Hvoraf de 2 altså er misvisende. De kan høre til noget andet, eller ikke. Det er uvedkommende. Yderligere påstande har intet med dette at gøre, skulle de snige sig…
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And you keep learning; the journey never stops. Not without you. Not with you. Thx for that.
part of being an adult is living with regret and not allowing it to consume you. the older you get, the more mistakes you make, the more opportunities you missed, the more people you’ve let down. forgive yourself. don’t beat yourself up. you’re still learning: this is a journey.
Når verden bare bliver rystet, gerne helt vendt på hovedet, ja så daler ned små stykker plastik så yndigt. Smukkere end sne. Uden unødig hvirvlen tilfældigt omkring, den tyktflydende luft er for træg. Hver vind er nedlagt, fladtrykt, med sammenklappede lunger. Den svageste brise er komplet lammet fra top til tå. Selv en stolt god gammel vinterstorm viger for idyllen. For det er resultatet:…
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And not even close...
“Sometimes people think they know you. They know a few facts about you, and they piece you together in a way that makes sense to them. And if you don’t know yourself very well, you might even believe that they are right. But the truth is, that isn’t you. That isn’t you at all.”
— Leila Sales
Variationer over Knust Vindue.
DEN SÆDVANLIGE VRØVLEN OM NOGET SIMPELT.
Det er et ægte mysterium. Detektiven hives frem. Støves af og opdateres; moderne metoder og arbejdslegat fra Statens Kunstfond. Optimale betingelser. Rapporten vil ligge på redaktørens bord til julesalget. Men det er ikke for amatører, det kræver sin mand. Som er en kvinde, gerne inter-skandinavisk. Det har vist sig effektivt. Hun spidser mund og pen,…
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Someone will challenge the dark in you, don’t run away when that happens.
Kriti.G (via purplebuddhaquotes)
Embrace it... Explore it... Untill you find the light that creates it.
More true stuff...
Words are easily traded and thrown like grenades, Footholds welled deep in trenches of juxtaposition. Our arguments resound like echoes in the hallway, Making any point confused beyond such cognition.
Everyone wants an explanation that makes sense, But it’s only a generalization to what they demand. Something designed to placate their feeble minds, While everything else is considered to be damned.
“Follow the herd,” they stammer twelve rows back, Because few need a leader to fall from their ledge. It’s not sad people would rather be lost than found, As foundations are built from this rot in the dredge.
And how it ends: Now it's time for those stories in my head to get into other peoples heads... 😁
I have a very vivid memory of sitting in a first grade classroom (first grade was my first actual classroom because my mom homeschooled me for kindergarten) thinking “I am literally going to die, I can’t live one more minute without reading a story, but I’ve already gotten my book confiscated for peeking at it during class and I have no backup book and I’m going to die” and then thinking in a burst of divine inspiration “WHAT IF I TELL MYSELF A STORY INSIDE MY HEAD. THEY CAN’T TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME. PHYSICALLY THEY CANNOT.”
they could not
Really a peculiar character if all connected... 😁
Always tucks their shoelaces into their socks
Refuses to sleep with a clock in their room
Keeps a caprisun in their purse just in case
Only has bandages with cartoon characters
Collects hair accessories but never does anything with them
Wears socks on their hands to sleep
Wears cardigans, gets ticked off if someone else shows up with one on
Eats Nutella out of the jar as a snack
Pretends to talk to pretty people in the mirror—in full sight
Skips because they claim it’s faster than running
Wears fingerless gloves everywhere
Carries a pack of cards in their pocket
Has a flannel around their waist—Emergency Flannel
Lies down on the floor at random times because their back hurts
Pretends to take notes but really looks at sensory and aesthetic pictures
Breaks into school lockers for candy
Grabs people’s wrists really hard when they get worried to the point of pain
Won’t stop singing whenever they’re doing something
Cites made up DnD statistics when they watch people
Always has headphones in, but really they’re on an app that amplifies sound so they can hear everything.
Carries around snacks like raw onions
Eats clovers for ‘luck’