I was standing with bare feet pointing a finger at the golden Persian rug underneath me when I asked the question: ”Is there a rug?” They all looked suspiciously at me. It was an early afternoon and we had gathered in the studio I had in town. Normally we would sit quietly in a circle on the rug and I would share the instructions for meditation in a calm voice. Now this particular afternoon it...
De lade ett pussel, men gjorde nog fel redan i början när de fann varsin del. De ville så gärna förena de två så de började banka, trycka och slå. Bitarna passade gott nog, viskade de och log när de samtidigt fiskade fram två nya stycken att tvinga ihop trots pusslets varnande, oroliga rop. Konstruktionen blev ett slags potpurri, ett skralt monument, som skralast inuti. Men leende skönjde de...
At this particular point in life I have learnt that money isn’t worth the chase. I have also learnt that this applies to women, status, power and to many other things. I have also learnt that money, women, status and many other things are very much worth the chase. So I have learnt that whatever is being considered ’a truth’ can always be contradicted and the closest to a truth that language can...
I look at the boy in the train, he is writing something. Full with energy and reflection is he sitting there and solving the mysteries of life in his little notebook. The traveling boy, an investigator of experiences. He is so curious! I know that some might say that he is ’a searcher’. They would say it with a bit of a condescending tone in their voice. But what’s the purpose of looking down...
As their lips got closer and they both could feel the warm breath of the other they realized that they had been yearning for this kiss for 40 years. Or something like that. When I was a kid I read a book that I still remember very strongly. I can’t recall the name of it no matter how much I search. It’s about a boy and a girl growing up somewhat together. Already as small children they have a...