Before darkness the sky colors her goodbye and even obscured in a reflection the message is clear color the day
Day 2320, until.Day's pictures, Poetry
Every sunset you see
is your last
Day 2116, another winter day.Day's pictures
The cold valley moved
with the shadows
the disappearing sun
the colors in the sky
where no longer
Day 2115, view from a view from my window.Day's pictures
I love reading letters written by people I admire like this example written by Friedrich Nietzsche to his good friend Peter Gast; it humanizes these people from who you normally only read the best they can produce and not about their daily lives. This comes out of a book written in 1921 by Oscar Levy, who translated a lot of Nietzsche’s work when it first got known outside Germany. You can read the book on archive.org, this letters starts on on page 139.
NIETZSCHE TO PETER GAST.
Sils-MaIaria, end of August, 1881.
But this is splendid news, my dear friend! Above all that you should have finished! At the thought of· this first great achievement of your life, I feel indescribably happy and solemn ; I shall not fail to remember August 24, 1881 ! How things are progressing ! But as soon as I think of your work I am overcome by a
Day 2114, Drive.Day's pictures, Poetry
The scenery was white
like on a grey day
it was not cold
but there was still snow
on some of the trees
and the sun just left
but did not forget
to set the tone
for the past day
I looked at it
for a moment
Day 2107, from my window 5.Day's pictures
The camera used as an art tool can make the dark darker and the light lighter. Is it more interesting than the real world? Or true?
“As I work at my drawings, day after day, what seemed unattainable before is now gradually becoming possible. Slowly, I’m learning to observe and measure. I don’t stand quite so helpless before nature any longer.”
Vincent van Gogh
Day 2106, from my window 4.Day's pictures
The sun sets around four here in Trondheim, and I could take this picture because I have a vacation and was sitting on my couch.
“When one loses the deep intimate relationship with nature, then temples, mosques and churches become important.”
Day 2055, I reflect.Day's pictures
A beautiful sunset is about the only thing that stayed the same through the ages; the river wasn’t even here a thousand years ago. Can you imagine?
Day 2052, equator.Day's pictures, Poetry
I lived on an island by the equator
where the weather was the same
every day the sun also set
just a car drive after dinner
it was paradise for us
the lucky few
seeing the sun set so fast
in a world that stood still
Day 2036, Does beauty need a reason.Anarchy, why not?, Daily picture, Poetry
Are random clouds, colors and shades
from the sunset you see
not more beautiful
then the reason you see
Does beauty need a reason
You jump up and swiftly swipe your hands where you felt it crawl; a tiny, harmless spider moves away, you wonder why this made you scared. This reaction to spiders and snakes is a classic example of a fear we inherited from our ancient forefathers. It can still be helpful if you find yourself wondering in a tropical jungle, but for most humans living today, in cities and urban areas, this fear of harmless spiders and other small insects is not rational.
Day 2010, still quiet.Daily picture, Poetry
In a corner of my eye
I saw the room lit up
and I walked to the window
the light was
running away from a dark cloud
where rain was already falling
but it was still quiet
where the dust was settling
I went outside to smell the air
a few seconds was enough
Day 1880, can you.Day's pictures, Poetry
Imagine what life would be like
If you can
enjoy a sunset
Day 1758, same old.Day's pictures, Poetry
Fifteen years ago I moved to Norway, and though I easily adept wherever you drop me, I have no problems with living here, for all these years. There are a few things that I miss, Norway is more paternalistic, Holland is more liberal. I don’t drink much alcohol but you can not buy it here after eight o’clock, and hard liquor is only available I a few stores. They probable have their reasons but as a grownup man I want to decide myself if and when I buy my alcohol. It’s just an example, but it shows a mentality.
The thing is, when I am in Holland visiting family, and eating the food I missed, or doing other things I can’t do in Norway, the pleasure is there when I finally have the chance, but it also feels that it was only yesterday that I did these things. It’s the same with family, you know them so well that 1 or 2 years away can’t erase the years you spend together. Time is a strange thing, it feels like life is put on pause in Holland when I hop in a plane back to Norway, and it gets unpaused when I am back in Holland.
Maybe it has something to do with me and how I stand in life, the memories of all the things I have done in the past are often enough for me, these memories are a good substitute for any cravings I have. My girlfriend sometimes misses things more than I do, she wanted to live in a city again, for example. One of my arguments against it was that I have lived in cities. I have had that experience, she did to. If we would go back we would just pick up where we where before, and it would not feel refreshing, and new.
If you want to go back to a place where you where before, reality will start where the mundane life you had there, was paused when you left, and not at the “idealized idea” of what life was back then. We live close to a city again, and though I don’t really mind, I drive again over the same roads I have driven over for many years, years ago.
The inspiration for today cam from Day 1403.
are many islands
will never see
I have been
how it feels
Day 1654, gold.Day's pictures, Poetry
turned gold tonight
when I looked
Day 1434, sunrise.Day's pictures, Poetry
was shining brightly
and the day
an hour away
Day 1413, ascent.Day's pictures, Poetry