Heat!!

It is summer and sunny but way to hot to be Norwegian! Today in the sun it surpassed 35degrees Celsius! Ofcourse in anyother country this would be normal or chilly, but up north where we THRIVE IN WINTER, this is too hot... I should probably not complain as when it's warm here there is no need to leave to find wormth. However I am melting and I can barly paint....

Look at this painting, the paint is almost try after a few minutes and I cannot work within minutes, I am not that good. But I do like this painting, if only there had been for one thing:

1) I was on the open sea, not inland
2) I was in a boat, not at home
3) I got a tan, not turn out to be a sunburnt tomato resebleing a human

Reprieved

: When your education is done and if you are asked to go to war, would you?:
- I suppose I would. I wouldn't exclude the possibility.
: I see your grades from Junior High is a bit below the requirements:
- They are, but I used a fair deal of my time on extracurricular activities

" Sad to say, but as it is 3000m must be passed. Regrettable seeing how the rest of the tests were excellent."
- What does that mean?
" You are exactly the kind of person we are looking for. So my advice is that you train and try to make the time in a months time. If there is an open seat I will ensure your acceptance."
- And if there is no seat?
" Then I deplore you to apply next year"

comfort:
Captain: It's what's in your heads we're after, not the brute force. You are the cream... those who fail are those who give up, not those who wait to strike.

dawn

Once upon a time down in history I sought
I sought to sou, to sigh, to look with blinded eyes
An other time I saw it come as a granted gift
The mornings come and go with a birds neat song
In the dim blue lights of dawn we stir and woe
See me now, see me then, spirit from another realm
Once upon a time history unfolds with us a foot
I see now to not seek, as times will come and change
An other place perhaps in time, I will need a cliff, grant light to me

Charmed and back again

I have spend the whole of three days in the big apple. Sadly i only got one whole day, but what a day! I saw hair on Broadway nonetheless^^ And got to jog though central park, on the way there we also visited the place where the the world trade used to be.

I gotta admit the big apple sure is big, my feet was hating me on the way to the airport on Sunday... Anyhow I got to view the Frida Kahlo exhibit, which just happen to open that day^^ I was soooooho exhited I could just scream. But I didn't... I went round with big eyes, dialated puples : hgh on art so to say.... I love her bizzare, abstract, mythological, crazed and deep depiction of life as she saw it. I recomend it highly for people to go see it.

I recall

Do you remember the times we used to spend alone
Do you remember the times we used to shine
It used to be so easy living and now I really see
The game isn't as easy as I though in my dreams
The game is no longer there for us to play
It used to be beyond time but now that time has past

A little something I fished up when I cleaned my room. I love to read and write poetry and I have always done so somehow. This if I remember correct had a melody embroidered in it's seams, however I never was a musician so I never wrote the notes for it. But it is neat poem, perhaps a bit negative or posetive if you view it properly. However I like it and it is there for me to read and now for you to form you own opinion. Enjoy

Here we go again...

Your boyfriends might be mad now that we go at it again. My suitors care little of you now that we are back again. As it is, I never stop believing we would be. I had my heart set on someone else, now that is true. But he nor I was suited to be as you and I. Deny it if you will, but face the facts before you go. I suppose we have both been lonely, but avoiding the cause. I never should have left you, but then now that is me. Basking in the sun I don't, but I rather like a change. We've both been rather lonely trying to find our way. But you've been rather smart reading me like a book. Deploring me to hold you fast, struggling for the keep. Now we may see if this final change will last.

favoured lyrics (C) me

It is late but I feel fresh

The street lights are shining, the temperature has dropped from thirty to thirteen, yet I am ready to do a workout. Was planning to bike after seven to night, but my brother and dad decided to play cards. Playing cards with the family is always fun, especially since every time my I surpass my brother in behaviour. For someone over hearing the card play and talk, they would think him the youngster despite his seven years heads start.

Today have been wonderful. Really warm. But early June has become rather warm in Norway the later years. When I was a kid it used to be late summer early autumn in August - September that was warmest, but not any more; the Climate has changed indeed. Being of the north I have Norse blood running through my veins. So it is only natural that I avoid the sun as best as I can. However I have to train and best way nowadays is to bike. But during the day it is so warm I can't dream of it, so I am about to take the bike for a spin now. To enjoy that the summer finally has come. The evening are just te right temperature, and just how I prefere them.

now here we go again

"Jeg sitter ned på berget og ser ut over havet. En sommer da i ferien min..."

I'm sitting in a chair looking out at the trees that surrounds my house. But it is a summer day, warm as an be. And it is holiday. I love those Postgirobygget songs which plays over the radio very summer in Norway. They have managed to capture the mood in such way that one can never grow tired of it. My brother came home round noon after celebrating a buddy yesterday. He woke me and made buffelowings^^ nam foooz i goot. life is good^^ now if i could just have a workout wit out a toe that says "you think you can run? Thik again chumb!" that would be great. has it is I cannot. But i thik i'm gonna go out in the sun, perhaps get pink ad draw a little something^^

Hm

Hm^^ there is a beautiful morning her in the old country. I am enjoying the sight with a cup tea with some honey added to help my voice. I am eating breakfast, though I can't really call it that as I haven't slept much. And I just got home:B

Looking out the window I feel like nothing can be worth worrying about; that life is truly idyllic. However, there is this worryvort that I tend to be, and I am scared and concerned for a friend, who may have difficult times ahead. I hope he can be helped and that the worrying is for nought, but some procausions will be faced for this poor friend. I just hope it will not be severe. Spear a thought for him please.

Now I suggest you wake up, make breakfast, and warm yourselves some water and make yourselves some tea. take this and enjoy the morning sun^^ i know I will.

What?!

I have this rhyme in my head that I cannot place. It began with a soft melody I heard in my minds ear. Then the word:

"I never thought I was a delicate soul"

It seemed more like a confession then an actual lyric, but it fits so neatly to the cords playing in my head. It seems like something worth remembering. It gives me the feeling of connection, an embodiment of rescue, of life, of belonging. The kind of belonging that is with out physical form. Something that manifest itself in the realm of the mythological window. Pluss followed by the words below, flowing on bird calls:

"I can sketch and draw from the faces that I see. Blessed with some divine power, given to me. Capturing the creatures and their beauty..."

There it stops. But it gotta be from some song or something I have heard. Or perhaps it is my heart making up rhymes again. This is strange, but no stranger then the lives we lead. Life is a mystery we unravel as the day turns.

I often wondered it there was more to life that what fits neatly in with the rules of physic. what Lies beyond the light? As beyond the speed of light, the Newtonian realm does not apply. Is this where magic is sought, where the greatest of powers are evoked?