Som krummer i en ren stue lå tankerne og stirrede på mig. Hvor meget jeg end fejede dem af vejen, så stirrede de.

næsten som om de halverede, for hver berøring, og kom tilbage i endnu mindre bidder. Svært at se, men umuligt ikke at registrere, for den slumrende…

Jge ville ændre verden,

da jeg var 12 var jeg overbevist om at det var opmærksomheden der ville ændre alting. Når først verden forstod at der var brug for en forandring ville forandrigen vise sig. Eftersom jeg voksede mig ind i verden, så jeg den barske…

A friend told me an amazing story last night. A few days ago he had wished, before going to bed, that one day he would teach a class, at his university. The day after, his teacher comes in, says, “You got 1 hour to prepare a class about the senses, can you handle it? “

There is no reason not to be afraid

So many things points at disaster and chaos and so many suffer. When will it be our turn?

The greatness about diseases is that it rarely makes one weaker then to begin with. In that…

A few years ago I wrote in my adventure book that I get worried about writing. What if I take up space, or words, or paper, for meaningless writing.

I have since developed my books to be filled with little notes and names and drawings, that I will not need anymore. I see I was selfish. Not allowing myself to the space or to…