Reaching for dreams

This palace was built by a postman.
The story claims that he had a dream about this palace as a child
and therefore built it after this memory of the dream.This story nearly makes me want to cry.
Thanks to Mogens for the tip about the story~ Aasa

Palais idéal

Palais idéal was built by a man called Ferdinand Cheval

Cheval began the building in April 1879. He started it by collecting stones.
For the 33 years, during his daily mail route, Cheval carried stones from his delivery rounds and at home used them to build his Palais idéal, the Ideal Palace. First he carried the stones in his pockets, then a basket and eventually a wheelbarrow. He often worked at night in the light of an oil lamp.

Cheval spent the first two decades building the outer walls. The Palace is a mix of different styles with inspirations from the Bible to Hindu mythology. Cheval bricked the stones together with wire, lime and cement.
Cheval also wanted to be buried in his palace. When French authorities forbade that, he proceeded to spend eight years building a mausoleum for himself in the cemetery of Hauterives. Cheval died around a year after he had finished building it.

Dragon for sale.
(a re-post from 2006)

I know it has been a long time since I have told anything about Eyolf, the dragon that lives under my bed. (For you who don't know him, you can scroll down and read the post belove to get to know him better)
This is mainly because there has not been much to tell, we have been living harmoniously together for a long time now

He doesn't make much of himself, when I am there he either sleeps or sneak reads Harry Potter books. When I am not there he goes for a flying trip or steals fudge from my closet.

But now I have some news....and they are quite shocking.
I was talking to this Norwegian guy, who showed a lot of interest in Eyolf.
And after I had answered several questions about him, he offered to buy him.
Normally I would not have been interested at all, I would have been shocked and appalled.
The reasons being that:
1: He is not mine
2: I am stupid with money and in general I don't like it that much, I choose more or less to pretend that it doesn't exist.
3: Selling a dragon? I am not even sure if I am allowed to import him to Norway.
Where do they stand on dragon import? Has it changed since they entered the Schengen agreement?
4: Its not very nice - neither to him or the dragon, he can be quite moody. (the dragon I mean, the guy I don't know about)

So, these were my reasons, but then he mentioned the price.
He offered me 2000 hugs, an offer that I find very tempting.
It is like telling an alcoholic he will have booze for life.
So......do you my readers have any suggestions about what I should do?

~ Åsa

PS: I submitted the earlier posts I made about Eyolf for those of you who don't know him from before.

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11/6/05
Purple spotted dragon

A dragon has moved in under my bed
Its smallish compared to other dragons I have seen
and has purple spots all over
I haven't dared to ask its name yet, but if I work up the courage to do so I will tell you

So far we have pretended not to see each other
And every time he blows a little flame,
we both just roll our eyes and afterwards look up into the ceiling (or in his case, the bottom of my bed) pretending it was just very natural that the bed nearly went on fire.
I am not sure how long we can keep it up like this

xxxx
Aasa

PS: I haven't dared to take a photo of him so you will only get something that almost look like him. Think of him as a mix between the both.

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11/22/05
Dragon under my bed

My dragon was gone for a while.
I don't know if you remember him.
He lived under my bed for nearly a month, didn't even introduce himself,
and then one day all of a sudden, ha was just gone.
I was very puzzled.
So puzzled that I actually forgot to tell it to you.
I actually missed him

Sometimes when he was sleeping I could hear him talk in his sleep
Then he would suddenly make a little growl and blow the tiniest, cutest little flame into the air

One time he burned my toe
After that I slept more carefully and a lot lighter

But the good news is
NOW he is back
I came home today and heard somebody gnawing on something
I am not very familiar with gnawing-sounds coming from my room,
so I entered it with some precaution
There I saw his purple-spotted tail sticking out from under my bed

I must say it was a happy occasion
Maybe I will even try to introduce myself now

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1/23/06
Eyolf the dragon

It has been a long time since I told you all anything about the purple-spotted dragon under my bed
I have managed to find out that his name si Eyolf
He also likes Yogurt with coconut-taste (I know...it sounds disgusting, but it is really good actually) and fudge.
(He eats the ones I put on the floor, even the package around them, but he has never touched the strawberry-flavoured ones)

That's all for now
I will tell you more if I find out more

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4/23/06
Eyolf and fudge

I have news about Eyolf, my purple spotted dragon.. ....and they are quite peculiar

Turns out that somebody else knows Eyolf, probably he lived under their bed, before he came to mine.
And they have even written a book about him
Look!

Now, some of you might claim that "Fudge" is the name of the chimp (or whatever it is, it is not as pretty as Eyolf, so who cares?) on the cover of this book, but that only proves your lack of reality perspective. I am pretty sure the chimp is trying to steal fudge from Eyolf, it must be a book about how they rival for it. I understand them very well.
But Isn't it great?
I want to buy it!
~ Åsa

gotland

GOTLAND - VISBY
Collection of posts about one of the few places
that has captured my heart


21/07/04:
To the land of bold knights in shiny armour,
to soft music in the warm evenings under flickering torchlights,
to sitting on longtables with tonns of strangers singing together with mjød and wine in our hands,
to sword-battles and endless sunsets belowe castle walls
To the city of roses
A tribute to Visby

13/07/05
Gotland - Visby!

I miss it so much!
Link 1 to the most beautiful place in the world - official cite for the medieval festival

Link 2 to the most beautiful place in the world - citypictures

16/08/06

A friend of mine that went to Gotland and took some pictures.
I haven't had time to work with mine yet, or blog them, but here you can watch his. (I am also in a few of them, he, he)

28/02/08:
Medieval week - 3 - 10 August - Gotland

Can you guess where I am going!?
*huge grin*

(Ha,ha, I am such a geek) Link

Movable house

I wanna buy this shit!

Vacation...

I am going away for a week (in two hours)

Guess where I am going...............
(I am such a geek, muhahaha!)

My secret boyfriend
for 10 years

Today...

"Sometimes I feel
Like a motherless child
A Long Way From Home"
Today I am hiding in my bed. I am a tiny little troll with fuzzy hair and big, sad eyes. I am crawling deep down under the duvet, so it covers all of me... sinking softly into the darkness and protection of it.
I am so small I almost disappear into mattress.

Outside the moon is staring to appear in the sky...I can feel it. As I am slowing falling asleep mumbling little troll songs to myself while my eyes are closing slowly

Sleepwalking

I have started to sleepwalk again
I used to do this a lot fourteen years ago, but then it also stopped permanently after a few years.
My room-mates were sitting in the living room. The only thing I remember was a foggy sensation about it being very hard to walk and feeling dizzy. After that I woke up in the middle of the living room and my room mates were laughing
Obviously I had come in there and talked to them in Norwegian, looking like I was objecting strongly about some point
waving my arms and all.
The weird thing is that I didnt just do it one time, two hours later I did the exact same thing again.
I wonder why this is returning now and what it has to say for me
I once read that sleepwalkers are only 6% of the population. That they are easier to hyponotize. That they have a more open doorway to their subconcious psyche, than what is normal. And that they possably are in lack of a natural "drug" in the brain that paralizes your body when you are in the R.E.M sleep (Rapid Eye Movement)
it is a facinating and strange phenomena.
If somebody knows more about it, dont hesitate to comment

Thru The Darkness Of Future Past The Magician Longs To See
One Chants Out Between Two Worlds:
Fire, Walk With Me

DeeperDarkSoftAngerKissesPainGivemyselfoverFightSensualCloseHoldmePassion
FlightEscapeNevergiveinLoveFearSugarBloodFreedomdarknessSexHoldmeclose

Hello
This is the Zebra, Zee-brah-duur speaking to you, normally known as Plonk (only to friends)
I will steal a post in Aasa's blog for important information, that most likely will shock you, but more importantly will save thousands of lives.
Here in Norway, where I am also lodging at this very moment (I must be out of my wits, cause I track along with this Norwegian blond girl) there is a quite striking phenomenon happening at this very moment - a crystallisation of an uncertain white mass, covering all the trees and even the mailboxes. Through thorough observation and scientific notes I have drawn the conclusion that it is an abnormal sort of fungi. This fungi seem to behave in patterns not familiar to the living creatures of earth. I am therefore convinced it is an alien life-form.
It seems to grow with an enormous speed, sucking the life out of its prey. Trees, bushes, everything seems to die under its white deadly cover. I can only assume that we are next. (With "we", I of course mean the zebras) It is certainly a frightful situation.
This morning this white mass had started to attack the window in the room where I sleep. It is obviously not brainless or slow as one might think at first. It clearly has an IQ above average and extremely high combat skills. Why it is persecuting me, is beyond my understanding so far, I do not think I can have insulted it in any way. But now, who knows where I will be forced to hide in the end?

I will get back to you when I know more, if it is not too late.
Meanwhile, I will cover my room in purple, pink, blue and red fake paper flowers and pretend I am running around in the grassy fields at home

Best wishes to all of you, may we conqueror the white and slow death from outer space
Zee-brah-duur - the one and only

Daydreaming

I would live in a big castle on a cliff up in the mountains
it would be a medieval castle and I would have lots off dresses from that time
I would also have some armor and knight equipment
and I would have a horse or two
and an owl that lived in the mountains but visited me every day
and I would have a knight by my side
and my knight would woo me and kiss my hand
and then we would fence each other a little with longswards
and both would win about half of the time
and we would both be very bad loosers and tickle each other
just for the hell of it

but I would not just live in the the castle
now and then I would live in a treehouse in the forrest
and it would be a brook just next to my treehouse
and I would only live from food that grew in the forest
and every morning I would collect herbs in a little basket
and while doing that I would talk to the animals
and my man would live nearby
and he would be "dressed" as a faun
and visit me in the middle of the night climbing up my tree
and do a romantic fireshow for me
and I would give him hourlong massages in a meadow
and we would lie there all day until the stars came out
and fall asleep in eachothers arms

and we would both love to dress up in weird costumes and play roles
we could be Bonnie and Clyde
Or hippies at Woodstock
Or warlock and witch
and he would not be afraid to go out in the streets with me wearing it
so we could make fools of ourselves
just for the laugh of it

and in the forrest I would have a school for everybody who wanted to come
kids and adults
and it would be a place where everybody teached everybody something they knew well
(cause everybody has a gift of something)
and we would take turns to show eacother these things

and up in the castle I would have a huge fruitgarden
full of strange exciting things
were a lot of kids came every day and played and had fun
and often I would join them
being a kid myself

and I would have magical powers
to make people feel good
and this would make them do good deeds to eachother
and I might just make the world a little better in a small scale
but still I would be a person who made it better, not worse

imagine, you can be 3 kinda of people
the one who makes the world better
the one who doesn't make a difference
and the one who makes it worse

I prefer to try my best and be the first kind

and I would not be happy all the time
cause I woudl have bad times and sad times too
but this would be the reason why
I would be happy as fuck

~ the end

Different pictures from Dublin

Copyright Aasa Bergem

A new language sees the light of day

Yes, its now official, A language long known, but not yet discovered until now
Read through this profile and get to know one of the first who speaks it fluently
And for those of you who doesn't
I am a very well recommended and a patient teacher
~ Aasa

Going slightly mad?

Update: Great link if you ever have experienced something similar. Thanks to Caru!
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So....It is very possible that I am going insane. Either that or I am a sleepwalker, psychic or have hallucinations - you take a pick.
Yesterday night I was in my bed ready to sleep. I was listening to an audio file of a book on my computer and had the headphones on. Then all of a sudden I hear an other voice - somebody talking directly to me next to my ear. I totally freak, but figure it came from the computer so I shut all the programs running down. Later I figure it maybe was a dream and I don't think that much more about it.
Until last night, when I am in bed again, not at home this time, and ready to sleep . Then again I hear somebody talking to me, and its the same voice. So now I get seriously scared. There is no audio file on and no computer, just me in the room. I open my eyes and look up into the room, and you cannot imagine what I saw. Four people standing there. They were kinda foggy, so not as we see people everyday, but there was definitely people there.
I allow you to judge me at this point and think I am a looney. I understand it, so did I....
Well, my first reaction is to get freakishly scared again, but what can I do? I just lay there in my bed staring at them. Just to be sure I double-check that I am awake,which I evidently am, and I just keep on staring. There is something about the entire thing, I cannot describe it, but after a while I am not scared anymore and its almost like I am getting used to it. And get this..After a little more time I fall asleep! I mean seriously, this shocks me too now, but hey....You think you have lost your mind and the livingroom is full of foggy-people, but you are quite calm about it so why not take a nap?
Pffft on me.
Well, Now I am ready to go to sleep again, and you can imagine how I feel about it.
I haven't even made up my mind what to think about all this.
But to believe my mother right, the specialist in clinical psychology, people who loose their mind do not tend to question it much, and I cannot say I have felt especially psychotic lately, ha ha.

So , we will see. If I end up being the "crazy artist" or not.
Whish me luck!?

~ Aasa

Next - next post....

...coming up


A tribute from a
restless soul
to the only place I love


And the only thing
that has truly
captured my heart

and never faded

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Continuing my narsisitic phase
Miss Aas greats you from under her medieval cape that she has refused to take off
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HELP!

Okay, here is.
Barcelona: living in a house: boring!
Plan:
Either
1: move out in the forest. Build or find treehouse
2: buy or rent boat

So...... Have NO clue about boats
Does anybody here?

Anybody with a good tip for a "lost" gal?
:)
~ Aasa

PS: I don't give a damn about classy and speed and such.
Only roomy and livable and good price.
PS2: isn't this cool

Medieval

The passion of our time is dead, I am seeking new ways.
I have decided that I will move to a place where people live somewhat like medieval times. I don't know much about it, I have only heard there are places like that. If anybody knows more, please contact me and tell me more, I would be very grateful
It really doesn't matter where it is, I am very movable.
~ Aasa ~