Phantom of the opera

For those dark and hopeless roantic souls (Including myself) Enjoy! :-)

A tribute

Venninde, vi skal alle dø engang
Men noe lever alltid, den røde , røde smerten i din sang
Har gjort ditt hjerte sterkere enn døden

~ Inger Hagerup


I am the poem

I am the poem never born
I am the letter someone's torn

a path that no one walks along
a melody without a song.

I am a prayer that's heard by none
I am a childless woman's son

a string no hand has drawn up tight,
a fire that will not ignite

Leave me! Release me! Let me flee
from soul and body, rock and tree!

But nothing answers when i plead.
I am those things that don't succeed.


Jeg er det dikt

Jeg er det dikt som ingen skrev.
Jeg er det alltid brente brev.

Jeg er den ubetrådte sti
og tonen uten melodi.

Jeg er det stumme leppes bønn.
Jeg er en ufødt kvinnes sønn,

en streng som ingen hånd has spent,
et bål som aldri er blitt tent.

Vekk meg! Forløs meg! Løft meg opp
av jord og berg, av ånd og kropp!

Men intet svarer når jeg ber.
Jeg er de ting som aldri skjer.


To Tunger

To tunger har mitt hjerte.
To viljer har mitt sinn.
Jeg elsker deg bestandig,
og jeg blir aldri din.

Dypt i det røde mørket
fikk livet dobbelt form.
Der kurrer det en due.
Der hvisler det en orm.

To tunger har mitt hjerte.
Hør på det likevel.
Bli hos meg og gå fra meg
og frels meg fra meg selv.


Two tongues

Two tongues are in my heart
with two wills speaks my mind.
I love thee forever
and I am never thine.

Deep in the red darkness
life took a twofold form.
There is a dove a-cooing,
there is a hissing worm.

Two tongues are in my heart,
do listen all the same
Stay with me, leave me forever
- save me from who I am

You are like nobody since I love you.
Let me spread you out among yellow garlands.
Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south?
Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.

You are here. Oh, you do not run away.
You will answer me to the last cry.
Cling to me as though you were frightened.
Even so, at one time a strange shadow ran through your eyes.

Now, now too, little one, you bring me honeysuckle,
and even your breasts smell of it.
While the sad wind goes slaughtering butterflies
I love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouth.

How you must have suffered getting accustomed to me,
my savage, solitary soul, my name that sends them all running.
So many times we have seen the morning star burn, kissing our eyes,
and over our heads the gray light unwind in turning fans.

My words rained over you, stroking you.
A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body.
I go so far as to think that you own the universe.
I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.

I want
to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

~ Pablo Neruda

What is real???

Not what you wish for
Not what you want
Not how your loved ones describes it
Or how the world proclaims it
Not how your heroes speak of it
or how you dreamed of it as a child
Not how your parents told you it was
Or how your daydreams made it look like

Reality can come in many shapes
That makes your mind belive them
Cutting through it all
can be the task of a lifetime
Sometimes you want something so much
that you are unable to see the truth
To tell yourself a "truth" is easier
than to realize what really is

Its so hard to be human sometimes
Its so hard to stay true
But I must, how can I not try? To not try would be to live a lie

Use your eyes and see behind the veil
Let go and posess what is real

Shit hap...

Hello all of you out there
I mark today as a lovely day to laugh of ourselves and everything we take so serious.
Life is a weird, little lump of meanings and strange fuzz. We run around being upset, sad, happy, puzzled and caught up in our own silly little problems. But maybe all this silliness, is just exactly that; silliness. Understanding the absurdity of our little lives, sometimes then best thing to do is to just laugh.
Here is a silly, little list for starters (my personal fav is the Surrealism one, he he!)
Hope you`ll enjoy!
~ Aasa











Shit happens
Taoism - if you understand shit, it isn't shit
Hinduism - this shit happened before
Confucianism - Confucius say "shit happens"
Buddhism - shit will happen to you again
Zen - what is the sound of shit happening?
Islam - if shit happens it is the will of Allah
Sikhism - leave our shit alone
Jehova's Witness - knock knock shit happens
Atheism - i don't believe this shit
Agnosticism - can you prove that shit happens?
Catholicism - if shit happens, you deserve it
Protestantism -shit happens, amen to that
Judaism - why does shit always happen to us?
Televangelism - send money or shit will happen to you
Rastafarianism - let's smoke this shit
Nation of Islam - don't take no shit
New Age - visualize shit happening
Shintoism - you inherit the shit of your ancestors
Hedonism - i love it when shit happens
Satanism - sneppah tihs
Capitalism - this is MY shit
Existentialism - what is shit, anyway?
Scientology - if shit happens see Dianetics p.137
Mormonism - excrement happens (don't say shit)
Baptism - we'll wash the shit right off you
Mysticism - this is really weird shit
Voodoo - shit doesn't just happen, we made it happen
Disneyism - bad shit doesn't happen here
Communism - let's share the shit
Conspiracy theorism - THEY shit on us
Psycho-analysis - tell me about your shit
Amish - modern shit is useless
Trekism - to boldly shit where no-one has shit before
Descartes - i shit therefore i am
Freud - shit is a phallic symbol
Acupuncturist - hold still or this will hurt like shit
Politically correct - internally processed, nutritionally-drained biological output happens
Einstein - shit is relative
Materialism - whoever dies with the most shit wins
Vegetarianism - if it happens to shit, don't eat it
Environmentalism - shit is biodegradable
Americanism - who gives a shit?
Wicca - you can make shit happen but shit will happen to you back threefold
Surrealism - fish happens

This is one of my favorite poems. I ma sorry to say the English translations sucks camel balls. So if somebody else wanna give it a go, feel very free to do so :-)

- Aasa

Amor Fati

Not like a Caesar did,
shall you arm yourself with sword
to defend yourself against the world
instead these words, amor fati, love thy fate.

get hold of this formula
as your strongest liberator.
You have chosen your path in the wilderness
let others paths go their ways

Even your pain will serve you
Broken, crushed and miserable
you can see that it reunites you
with what is necessary.

Also the fall , also the betrayal
serve you as your friends.
Your defeats are rich gifts
laid into your hands.

At the end of your road you will satisfied
of being worthy of your fate
know that this is what I wanted
All that happened to me is fair

Then, when the green valley of life
walked through
Say, nothing I will change.
Everything I receive as it is.

Original:

Ikke som en cæsar gjorde,
skal du med et sverd bevæbne
deg mot verden, men med ordet;
Amor Fati – elsk din skjebne.

Denne formel skal du fatte
som din sterkeste befrier:
Du har valgt din sti i krattet.
Ikke skjel mot andre stier!

Også smerten er din tjener.
Lammet, sønderknust, elendig
ser du at den gjenforener
deg med det som er nødvendig.

Også fallet, også sviket
hjelper deg som dine venner.
Dine nederlag er rike
gaver, lagt i dine hender.

Engang skal du, tilfredsstillet
av å bli din skjebne verdig
vite: Dette har jeg villet.
Alt som skjer meg skjer rettferdig.

Si da, når din levegledes
grønne skog er gjennomvandret:
Intet vil jeg anderledes.
Intet ønsker jeg forandret.

- André Bjerke