Budapest

Worldly Hospitality

That’s a perfect word today when US president declare NO hospitality for some people in our world. Boundaries are pushed from a human moral perspective. One thing is the politics and another the personality. The person behind. Expressions and behavior. Human behavior – peoples behavior – is there anything more interesting!?

like hydrogen
united with oxygen – traveling
in all conditions
prerequisites for humans
ought to function fully

Due to the destructive forces existing in our world – borders of course need to be controlled. A sad reality.

Theresa May and Donald Trump had a meeting. It went well as far as I know – politically. Every time DT opens his mouth …. I think …
-What kind of man is this person?

In front of the world – after their meeting …
‘He said that when he meet a new person he quickly knows if he likes the person or not. He liked TM.’ Gosh!
Talking like this at the press conference in front of the world. Politics reduced to feelings. Thinking about our three brains – three levels – for being and reacting. I haven’t – so far – heard this man even coming close the sense level. He behave more like a blunt and overgrown teenager. A president who likes alternative truth and wants media to shut up. He doesn’t give a likable presentation of himself.
What will happen …
I cannot understand the mass of people …

Blue Photo - The Danube & Erzebeth Bridge, Budapest.

 

Carpe Diem: #1138 Hospitality.


Piece by Piece

Wish I were more capable just now. No sleep last night. Had the flow when making some things – writings and …

bridge in mist
the troubled souls walk over
mine cleared

… thinkings and drawings … how lucky I am. To have that terrific flow I mean 😉
And I like my haiku – it contains different meanings – what about last line 😉

Well I remembered today to visit the Geisha exhibition and it was very interesting. I’m glad I did. Despite the depressing grey weather and unsafe walking in snowy streets. But the Chain Bridge looks great in any weather. That’s for sure!

maybe a favorit
there are some treasures in mind
worth saving
while memories fade away
piece by piece

Some moody weather, isn’t it? The Parliament almost vanished behind the Chain Bridge.

Chain Bridge in mist and ice in the Danube.

Daily Prompt: Capable.


There is a song ”Piece by Piece” with Katie Melua – a beautiful one. She is really good! Men min favorit är ”The closest thing to Crazy”.

Something hurts

Today has been a tired day. Well I went my walk. Today between two bridges and then up to the Castle area – and back again. Stopped to shop some bottles of Champagne since they still have discount. Good to have stored. Also to the health shop to by different seeds for my delicious seed crackers. Which I eat with goat cheese. Not chèvre or fresh – just a real hard cheese. That’s my favorite.

Just checked my fitbit and it showed over 10 000 steps. Well done Birgitta!

But anyway – I am tired today.

eyelids heavy
shoulders loose and low
something hurts

Very tired now …

Blue Photo - View over Pest side in Budapest

Utan filt

Han gick iväg. Huvudet var nedböjt. Stegen ryckiga och bestämda. Ungefär som en bortskämd barnunge som vänder på klacken i reaktion på ett nej. Men också som om han ville komma ut ur och bort från hela situationen. Som om den skulle försvinna när han avlägsnar sig. Jag ville ropa:

-Vänta på mig!

Men något höll mig tillbaka. Jag kunde ju inte hjälpa att det blev så här. Och varför ska han alltid fly ifrån situationer. Det irriterade mig så jag skulle kunna skrika högt. Det är väl bättre att ta tjuren vid hornen och prata igenom saken. Vi är ju ändå vuxna människor. Eller?

-Nej så sjutton heller! Jag skiter i honom. Denna gången går jag inte efter och försöker lirka. Medan jag stod kvar på samma fläck i mina funderingar så kändes det som en våt filt gled av kroppen och det kändes skönt. Jag sög på tanken jag nyss hade tänkt.

Denna gången går jag inte efter … Denna gången går jag inte efter! … Denna gången går jag inte efter!!

Så skönt det kändes! Jag skakade lätt på mig. Liksom symboliskt. Kastade ett öga på månen. Tyckte nästan att den blinkade och log tillbaka mot mig.

Sedan gick jag åt andra hållet.

Utan filt.

Sun over icy Danube, Budapest

Skrivpuff: Vänta på mig.


Soon!

No poem popped up today. Nor when I took my bath neither during my long walk. I miss that because it’s so funny when they are popping. I also missed the film shooting outside the Opera today. I was too late. Had spent too much time indoors. The cold bite my cheeks. I don’t like!  Not anymore! I have done that stuff enough. The cold things like figure skating and skiing. Now I only want warm weather and blue sky. Longing so much after early spring in Budapest. All my journeys are booked. Going back this week and coming back in February. Back there and back here. Home there and ‘home’ here.

hit by memory
and the magnolia blossom was stuck
to my chest

A poem did pop up! I almost forgot. Walking along the Danube today I thought about spring and the lovely flowering Magnolia trees outside Vigadó. I use to take photos of them.
Now quickly rushing into my files … to prove that I don’t lie …

The first here from 2015 -03- 26.

64/5000 a pink arrow hit and the blooming magnolia attached on my chest
This one from 2016-04-03 … and the same tree.

64/5000 a pink arrow hit and the blooming magnolia attached on my chest

… I am an honest one … for sure!

Ah … that blue shiny sky … and spring … less clothes … soon!


“Everything in nature invites us constantly to be what we are.”
Gretel Ehrlich.


In the Stream – A Dedication

Sometimes I look up the words. To see what different meanings it can have. When I read about ”specific” …. well …

particular, specified, fixed, set, determined, distinct, definite, single, individual, ….

determined, specific, definite, particular, fixed, given

Individual, private, unadopted, separate, specific, personal

… it could be me ….
… some of the characters just on the point … ha ha …
… some lacking too …

Then I saw what Eddaz had written .. specifics about the man with M (= the man with a uppercase M = a very special one, it’s an expression in Sweden)… to spend the life together with …

Then I turned the perspective – in my mind – and thought …

-What would and should a man appreciate about me – the man with uppercase M!?

Like the pope said when he visited Sweden last summer – he had heard about the strong Swedish women and that Swedish men – therefor – look for women abroad … ha ha … they have problem with the strong ones …

So it has to be a man who is …  really … interesting, broadminded, humble and strong, caring and loving, creative ….. like me … ha ha …

I thought I hade such a man … but after 45 years it turned out … thinking about the pope now … I was mistaken …

As I said before – I love interesting people! Creative people!

in the stream
like two flakes of ice
crossing
over each other and for a moment
melting together

A dedication to extra ordinary men – those I have met and these I will meet …

The Danube in ice - Budapest

 

Feelers needed – for two

I also believe in miracles! Miracles in the tiniest. Miracles in the mighty great universe. Miracles in minds.

feelers needed
walking in life of miracles
for two
with a watcher in the middle
enjoying the path way

It’s not enough to look closer! You have to look even closer! If you don’t want to miss the tiniest. Watch out …. Click on the pictures!

MACRO - Pentatomidae Bärfis

Did you see him in the above photo?
This is the miracle about macro shooting. Always surprises back home looking at the day’s result.
I find the ones I first didn’t see … miracle every time … and so fascinating ❤

MACRO - Pentatomidae Bärfis
Nobody else but me saw this exciting happenings in Budapest city center by the Danube  close to Chain Bridge. I showed a girl but I think she got scared by the bugs.
People were occupied  with selfies – with Buda Castle or the bridge in the background.

Carpe Diem: #1119 Miracles.


On my way …

I think every single soul have to make up their ”pilgrimage” themselves and I don’t think they shall do i because someone’s telling them to. Not even or – specially not – if some religious figure say so. That’s my opinion.
Do I sound strict? Well I am about certain things 😉

I made one tonight – attending an event – got my soul totally filled …

sounds
like flames of fire
hit my heart

… of delightful and very intense music … by …

Boban Markovic
master of the orchestra
king of Balkan

… so now I’m on my pilgrimage … my way.


Ps. Photo from 2016-09-11 and not tonight.

Boban Markovic and his orchestra - Jewish Culture festival, Budapest

Carpe Diem: #1115
Buñuel’s The Milky Way; The Road To Santiago.