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I Garderoben

-Oj! tänker jag när jag ser ‘olycka’ förknippat med ‘mormor’. Det vill jag verkligen inte skriva om. Då händer det säkert …

-Ja, så kan jag tänka. Det där med föraningar är inget kul. Detta vore liknande. Föraningar som slår in … föraningar man oftast inte vill ha.

Förresten har jag ju redan råkat ut för en olycka och nu är jag rädd och mycket försiktig i trappor. Tycker det är otäckt faktiskt – att gå i trappor numera. Inget kul alls. Det heller.

Om jag skulle komma ut ur garderoben … vad skulle det då gälla … det undrar jag också … vore spännande att veta … får stanna i den tills jag vet …

Liszt Academy, Bydapest
Kijarat = Exit

Jag är fortfarande inne i … 😉

Skrivpuff: Mormor, garderob, olycka – skriv om minst två.


Live and Die

tonight my skin
will miss the hot spring
it seems colder
©Basho


My skin too …miss that hot spring … I would like to sit there with the Master of masters. Talking about experiencing nature – its inner scent. Talking the poetry language.

like the steam
from inner body of earth – onsen
lifts my soul

This is not at all hard to imagine for me. This is something I love to take time for. Both in Hungarian ‘onsen’ and in my bathtub. Probably I will not vist Japan but I probably will visit Iceland where also ‘onsen’ can be find.

mighty nature
mountains and valleys – healthy
liquid for pleasure

In Hungary I have been to many termal bath from Hévíz in the south to Salt Hill in the north. I also have them close here in Budapest.

Salt Hill, Hungary
Salt Hill Eger, Hungary 2010.

dressed by onsen
I’m completely in your care
the touch of you

…. I’m now floating away … this must be heaven … this is how I want to die … dressed in onsen.
But in fact I want to end up in the sea. Hopefully my children will burn me up and then poor me out in a streaming river close to the sea. Then I want them to have a fun party – thinking about how much I enjoyed life.

How odd thinking about death when it’s all about pleasure with onsen. But for me death isn’t odd at all. Of course you must talk about it! It’s natural – or you have to make it natural. My children know – so no problem. I will die some day. No problem!

Until then I’m busy living … very busy! Tonight I’ve had an awesome evening. Premier contemporary dance event. Cannot be better!

Salt Hill, Hungary
Salt Hill, Eger, Hungary 2010.

Carpe Diem #1164 Onsen the hot springs of Japan.


A Greater Wide

inner closest
center of everything – needs
a greater wide

This one I really like. It is exactly how everything works. Everywhere. For the flower. For my body. For the nature. For our earth. Universe.

And mind!!!!
NO religion is needed! Only a good portion of reason and an interest for science.

water_20111104_planet11

Daily Prompt: Center.


WORDS all gone

every word
now used and done – leaving
blank pages

Hemska tanke! Horrifying thought!
Empty lexicons …
… and I start thinking about old people … or perhaps even young ones … when suffering aphasia … as comparison …

every word
once was alive – vividly
disappeared

Words … all consumed …

Words All Consumed - Only Pencils left

WORDS all gone – Only PENCILS left.

Skrivpuff: Förbrukad/Consumed.


Geisha – Not too Happy

Geisha, geiko or geigi are traditional Japanese female entertainers who act as hostesses and whose skills include performing various arts such as classical music, dance, games and conversation, mainly to entertain not only male customers but also female customers today.
Geisha, like all Japanese nouns, has no distinct singular or plural variants. The word consists of two kanji, 芸 (gei) meaning ”art” and 者 (sha) meaning ”person” or ”doer”. The most literal translation of geisha into English would be ”artist”, ”performing artist”, or ”artisan.”
A male geisha is called Taikomochi.


silent approach
geisha in modest movements
sends scent of lily


Last time in Budapest I went to an exhibition about geisha. I saw many beautiful things from Japan. Sadly I wasn’t allowed to take photos.
Today I went to the castle area on Buda Hills. So nice weather. I walked along both east and west side. On west side the sun prepared for sunset …

in purple blue sky
wanting you so much – to
walk by my side

… it was that kind of atmosphere … poetry popping up in my head … thoughts insisting on attention … in league with my fantasy …

Walking and talking. We would have a great time. I would struggle with my English. Being inspired by your way of using words in your poetic way. We would talk about life, places we have visited – wanting to visit, life philosophy, humanity in the world – the lack of humanity …

our breathing
same air under lasting sun – moment
awaiting the kiss

Then a Miniatyr Schnauzer – pepper and salt – caught my attention. So cute – szép, I said to it’s mother. She looked happy. We talked a little. The dog was a bit worried. Looking after the dad all the time, she said.
Then I spoke to some American turists because they thought – the smart crows solving a problem together in a wastebasket – were ravens. I wouldn’t let them go on thinking that so I told them it was crows. And we talked about how smart some birds can be. Even they can learn about traffic lights.

Now I feel almost like I have practiced the geisha role. Being entertaining a little … so I decided I was worth a cup of hot chocolate with whipped cream.
Off I went to Anna café, Váci utca to watch people pass.

a lonely bird
searching for the flock
topped with cream

… and you know what!
The male servant – the Taikomochi – failed. Only milk foam.
He forgot the whipped cream!

Hot Chocolate with foam - NO whipped Cream.

Geisha left … not too happy … 😉 …

….. went off with a smile … of course!

Geisha

Carpe Diem #1163 geisha, the beauty of Japan.


Inte så Tänd på

Nu precis när jag läste utmaningen ”turas om” tänkte jag …

-Går det att turas om med sig själ?
-Hur går det i så fall till?

… allting går ju … bara man är tillräckligt fantasifull … vill jag tro … och leva efter …

Om jag till exempel måste städa och samtidigt har en spännande bok som vill bli läst … då kan jag turas om med mig själv …

Med mitt inre borde – städa … och mitt fria (lust) bejakande – läsa  …

Fast egentligen är jag nog inte så tänd på att turas om med mig – bara med den ena delen i så fall.

me - some years ago

Skrivpuff: Turas om.


Writing the Thinking

I just loved this episode Chèvrefeuille! And I also find Basho the master of masters when it comes to haiku. Oh what a wonderful place he came from. Would love to visit Mie Prefecture.

rocky beauty
in surrounding waves – connection
eternity to see/a

I could also write …

beauty rocks
the power of creation – nature
for hearts

Lack of nature …
That’s a real problem in our world! …. I think … young people more interesting in their smartphones … tapping tangents … playing video games … often about battles … but also building societies … in that technic world … totally lost from the real … such a loss …

What will happen with the field of relations … ability to make close human relationships … ”I wonder … wonder I do” ….

However I am sure the young people will get skills in special fields and that their brains find corners waiting to be developed … which are more or less sleeping in our brains …

I am just as sure about how happy I am for my connection to nature. Half of me grown up in a city – with my parents – the other half growing up in nature in the deepest forest – with my aunt and uncle. My uncle was my master …. life and living, creativity, imagination, intelligence, smart solutions, philosophy, attention about what’s got real value, …  I am so thankful!

walking life’s track
covered with spruce and pine – needles
in pace with ants

skogen

And from other point …

living life
in that square box – only
games flashing minds

Street Photography - iPhone Focus.

I am amazed about how short periods – here and there – during a lifetime can characterize and form ones personality. I know very well what has influenced me during life.

What has influenced Basho – delivered from him to us … to enjoy and find so inspiring … that’s … his … ”eternal life” … one influence to another  … isn’t it beautiful …
(… but I know it also has a dark side … that influences … making life so hard for some … not to forget … )

I love thinking and writing … or … for me … I think … writing the thinking … with a big smile …

BR - Glimten i ögat

 Carpe Diem #1162 Ueno Iga Province,
birthplace of Basho.


Inte Tråkig i Alla Fall!

en djup suck
följt av många fler – värst
vad tråkigt

Ja så kändes det precis – från och med den andra delen – och hela vägen mot slutet. Det var en speciell dansföreställning. En speciell koreograf. Fast – är inte alla koreografer speciella? Jag tror de vill vara det – i alla fall. Alla konstnärer vill nog vara speciella. Fast – kanske inte Lars Lerin. Han kryper omkring inne i sig själv på ett så underbart öppet sätt.

Jag vill också vara speciell!

Inte tråkig i alla fall.

Crazy Art - Selfie

Skrivpuff: Tråkigt.