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Satan Stole My Teddybear: mars 2007
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Satan Stole My Teddybear. The light at the end of the tunnel has been temporarily extinguished. Tirsdag, mars 13, 2007. Konsepter av fare og sorg. Lørdag, mars 10, 2007. Banaliteter som må ut. 171;Jeg har ikke tid til å ha deg i livet mitt mer for jeg skal bli kunstner. Hallo? Søndag, mars 04, 2007. Go and catch a falling star,. Get with child a mandrake root,. Tell me where all past years are,. Or who cleft the devil's foot,. Teach me to hear mermaids singing,. Or to keep off envy's stinging,. Dyne, gam...
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One true sentence: August 2007
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Trying to express the inexpressible. Friday, August 31, 2007. As you walk on, you think of Edvard Munch's words about painting: "I'm not painting what I see. I'm painting what I saw. They're good words, describing words - telling of a man whose life is an inner one. As opposed to depicting the model in her current state, she is used as a vehicle of expressing how he felt at some moment in space and time. Hence, of course, expressionism. You say out loud, and start humming. Now back to work, happy. The no...
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One true sentence: The mad ones
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Trying to express the inexpressible. Sunday, September 2, 2007. A bike is a great thing to have. By some wild and fantastic piece of luck, you've found one in some bushes, and now you're riding down one of those endless boulevards, humming and smiling and feeling fine. The bike is old and ugly and it's a miracle that it still keeps rolling, but it does, and greatly so! The healing has begun! Oh no, he won't go and you agree with him whole-heartedly, don't go! There's an exhibit of spanish master drawings...
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One true sentence: Friday night
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Trying to express the inexpressible. Friday, August 31, 2007. As you walk on, you think of Edvard Munch's words about painting: "I'm not painting what I see. I'm painting what I saw. They're good words, describing words - telling of a man whose life is an inner one. As opposed to depicting the model in her current state, she is used as a vehicle of expressing how he felt at some moment in space and time. Hence, of course, expressionism. You say out loud, and start humming. Now back to work, happy. Vinci,...
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One true sentence: Memento mori
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Trying to express the inexpressible. Friday, September 7, 2007. Outside the wind is howling through the streets, up the long boulevards and down narrow little rues, chasing litter and leaves along and pestering the lonely and sad autumn people who see nothing but the browning colors and hear nothing but the lack of summerly joy. The cemetary isn't a good place to be for a man of your somewhat frail psyche, and especially not on a murderous day like this. As you enter through the guarded gates you hea...
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One true sentence: Angst
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Trying to express the inexpressible. Friday, August 31, 2007. The noises in the street, the long seemingly never ending Boulevard Raspail, scare you. Are they looking for you? Do they remember you - and, did you in some crazy second give them your address, just so you could escape into the night? Talk about art. It's something I think about, to the point of obsession, but what is there to say about it? And you laugh out loud, the sound echoing under the ceiling and leaving you a little happier. Url=http:...
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Man kan ikke varsle om kjønnsdiskriminering | kamikaze
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Flyger lavt, tenker høyt. Man kan ikke varsle om kjønnsdiskriminering. Bente Anda var den første fast ansatte kvinnelige forskeren på Simula, og hun var lenge også den eneste. Etter å ha opplevd diskriminering, trakassering og generelt vanskelige arbeidsforhold, tok Anda saken opp. Til at Andas klager, og som eneste fast ansatte kvinne (og dermed den kvinnen med mest faglig og jobbmessig tyngde) var det også naturlig at hun forsøkte å ta opp situasjonen. Disse jentenes vitnemål ble hysterisk nok brukt.
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Satan Stole My Teddybear: Vet du hva jeg snakker om, min venn?
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Satan Stole My Teddybear. The light at the end of the tunnel has been temporarily extinguished. Onsdag, mai 06, 2009. Vet du hva jeg snakker om, min venn? Hvordan kan det være plass til så mye lengsel i et lite liv? Hvordan klarer hjernen uten min hjelp å koke sammen så mange imaginære samtaler, så mange whiskykvelder og turer i parker og kinobesøk og fyllefrokoster? Legg inn en kommentar. Abonner på: Legg inn kommentarer (Atom). 19 år, studerer og spiller instrumenter, har mail.
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Satan Stole My Teddybear: Objektiv
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Satan Stole My Teddybear. The light at the end of the tunnel has been temporarily extinguished. Søndag, mai 24, 2009. Lengselen er den samme som før, følelsene er de samme som før, og det irriterer meg at man må gå gjennom disse tingene på nytt og på nytt, for hver ny person, og at det er så utrolig likt,. Legg inn en kommentar. Abonner på: Legg inn kommentarer (Atom). 19 år, studerer og spiller instrumenter, har mail. Misliker blogger med bilder av katter eller hunder eller andre dyr.
