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Day 2148, thought pattern.

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Every skull in this monument somewhere in Cambodia once belonged to a human being with hopes and dreams, a life filled with sunsets and worries. Then one day a group of people decided that their way of living was wrong and they got murdered. This picture was taken in the early nineties when I worked in Cambodia as a UN soldier. Our task was to keep the former murderers, the Khmer Rouge, away from the people who wanted to live again on their ancestors’ land. Today, it is not going so well in Cambodia, and I wondered how much they have learned from their history.

I have written about these skulls before; they fascinate me, and they have also put my life on a trajectory I would probably not have taken If I hadn’t lived in that country for a while, between monuments

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Day 2145, shadows.

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Friedrich Nietzsche

Human all to human II, Mixed Opinions and Maxims

335 Warmth in the heights. -It is warmer upon the heights than people in the valleys believe, especially in winter. The thinker knows all that this comparison implies.

39 Why stupid people so often become malicious. -To the reproaches of an opponent, where our head feels itself too weak to respond, our heart responds by casting suspicion upon the motives behind his reproaches.

122 Good memory. -There are many who do not become thinkers only because their memories are too good.

Day 2140, decorating your life.

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I sometimes wonder what kind of people decorate their house with decorations you can buy in a store. Look at this picture, two lamps that are the same, each in a corner for balance and some abstract plant-like thing in the middle. I know you get these decoration tips on TV, and you can read them in books, but how empty is your life if you don’t have interesting objects to show that come from your own history and a more individual taste. You have probably 4 or 5 stores in the local mall here filled with all these fake memorabilia and plastic kitsch; there is a market, no doubt. If you visit these people behind windows, as you see in this picture, you come into a world where things seem all neat and in order, but besides some pictures, you have no clue of who they are and what their story is. Or maybe you do, and their fake house represents their fake lives and thoughts, thoughts filled with freshly molded ideas from the nearest convenience store. I don’t know, I probably jump to a conclusion, but I still don’t understand the need to decorate your life with all these made-up…moods. Be yourself and not a part of a warehouse full of the same fake decorations.