politics

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.

Change

every change
what so ever has a final
new start

There is a change in the world – across the Atlantic – going on and I’m not sure at all I like that! Two men – with different skins.

One with the ethic kind and … the other with a thin unethical kind.

Where are we heading? What has happened in U.S. I wonder!

And thinking that ‘the other’ was well aware with and supported the help he got and was put in from abroad.

What do you think?

Crazy Art by me - Sad eyes

BW - St Stephan Cathedral Budapest

A Quiet Watcher

This day – the day before Christmas Eve – we use(d) to call ”Little Christmas Eve”. We tasted the Christmas food. We were allowed to open one present. We had a really cosy evening. That’s how it was. Seems so long ago just now. I  kept this tradition when I had my own family. We even celebrated once in a dry riverbed in the desert in United Arab Emirates. 1983 I think. Now is a different time. ”Yesterday is dead and gone” as Kris Kristoferson sings. My daughters doesn’t eat meat or celebrate Christmas. My son thinks otherwise. More like me.

circumstances
made christmas dead and gone
empty seats

Since I’m not a believer I don’t celebrate Christmas but I like some traditions. Like spending time together with my family. So I miss that now. Very much.

Some day I will bring my grandchildren to experience the Nutcracker in Budapest. Some day!
Today I went to an contemporary dance performance for children. It was just so very great!

air filled
bubbles of children’s emotions
cracking event

I can also go to church at special occasions – just to watch the rituals people are busy with. As behaviorist I’m very interested – all the time – in people’s behavior and everyday life wherever I am. I’m a quiet watcher.

But not ”quiet” about everyday life relating to politics. Consequences of bad politics I want to highlight. Sometimes also the good. I like to compare Sweden and Hungary as I think they are opposites in EU. I find it interesting to follow. Observe.

dedication
children’s welfare and schooling
my life

I think – maybe – it has been a lot about me personally lately. Sometimes it happens. And that’s ok for me – here.

I have had Bach in the background but tonight I’m afraid he didn’t engage me very much.

finally
a red heavy glass of wine
tasting your kiss
full bodied as usual
how lucky I am

Carpe Diem: #1105 Christmas Oratorio:
Cantata #1 BWV 248 – Mov. 1/9 by J.S. Bach.

I think this entry works better with:

Carpe Diem: Seven Days Before Christmas 2016 #7
Twas The Night Before Christmas.

I will make another for Bach 🙂

Crazy Art by me - Sad eyes

Yazidi Women

The 16th of November 2014 I wrote about Yazidi girls. I was so sad and also angry when I come to know what had happened to them in Irak.

Haiku – Senryu.

Sisters holding hands
were brutally torn apart
the cold knife spoke death.

Thinking about Yazidi girls – How cruel can men be! Obviously worse than animals. Also:  

Now two years later two of the escaped women won The European Parliament’s Sakharov Prize. They have told their story to the world. So amazingly strong done!

”Nadia Murad Basee and Lamiya Aji Bashar were among thousands of Yazidi girls and women abducted by IS militants and forced into sexual slavery in 2014.” BBC news. Euractiv. Ctvnews.

För min del vill jag hylla dem med en bild jag precis gjort.

And I will be sad until all girls in the world are freed. Then I will draw a happy eye.

Skrivpuff: För min del.

Crazy Art by me - Sad eye