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Atchoo

I can feel it coming though it's still a bit away. You can - under special circumstances - get a cold from staring for too long at the horizon. Indirectly. You (that is I, I'm just trying to say it can happen to you too, to anyone) empty your mind as it's caught up in wandering that imaginary and very fleeting line where nothing ends and nothing begins; it looks that way. Then microbes you picked up earlier get up in gear and launch their attack having a great time multiplying in your bloodstream. I'm not saying you (I) should be focused on and obsessed with everything that goes on in your body. If you did that you couldn't do anything else, but there are lots of people who do and just look at what they miss out on. I'm just saying that shifting your focus from the horizon to an object closer to you might be a good idea. But it's hard, I know. There's definitely some kinda magic in that line that really isn't there.


October sun
as soon as I step into it
the train becomes a boat
sailing the troubled waters
of Middle Earth


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Atju

Jeg kan mærke, det kommer, selvom det er stadig en smule på afstand. Du kan - under særlige omstændigheder - få en en forkølelse af at stirre alt for længe på horisonten. Indirekte. Du (dvs. jeg, jeg prøver bare at sige, at det også kan ske for dig, for enhver) tømmer dit sind, som det er fanget i at vandre ad den imaginære og meget flygtig linje, hvor intet ender, og intet begynder. Men det ser anderledes, jeg indrømme. Så kan mikrober, du samlet op tidligere, komme op i gear og lancere deres angreb og have en fantastisk tid, mens de formerer sig i din blodbane. Jeg siger ikke, du (jeg) bør fokusere på og være besat af alt det, der foregår i kroppen. Hvis du gjorde, kunne du ikke gøre noget andet, men der er masser af mennesker, der gør det og se bare, hvad de går glip af. Jeg siger, at blot det, at flytte dit fokus fra horisonten til et objekt tættere på kan være en god idé. Men det er svært, indrømmer jeg. Der er helt sikkert noget næsten magisk ved denne linje, der egentlig ikke er der.

oktober sol
så snart jeg træder ind i det
bliver toget en båd
der sejler på Midgårds
rørte vande


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file date: October 10, 2014

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