The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts.

B. Russell

Now, I am not sure if I am one of the wiser people, but full of doubts, that I am, ha ah ah! I question everything, nearly too much
~ Åsa

Contradictions

I just really liked this post by Silje, I identified a lot with it

Flatmates

Update 03.11:
She changed her mind - she found something else she could get right away, and she preferred that to wait until the 15.11 for mine and loose money on hotels. I can understand that, though it was kinda hgzjsmchgumhbshmbshfbn!
Whoa! Stress in my head.
So I gave it to him. I think it will be fun, I like living with guys
And he has an aquarium, haha, I think that is kinda cool, cause then I dont have to feel guilty for the fishes sake, and I can have pretty fish in my flat.
:)
Aasa

Update 02.11:
I gave it to her
Yay!

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!
I found the two perfect flatmates
Only thing is
They both want the same room
DAMMIT!
Who to pick?
The sweet Brazilian / American psychologist girl
or the funny Spanish drawing student?
Aasa bad at choosing
UGH!

Jeg holder ditt hode
Jeg holder ditt hode
i mine hender, som du holder
mitt hjerte i din ømhet
slik allting holder og blir
holdt av noe annet enn seg selv
Slik havet løfter en sten
til sine strender, slik treet
holder høstens modne frukter, slik
kloden løftes gjennom kloders rom
Slik holdes vi begge av noe
og løftes
dit gåte holder gåte i sin hånd

~ Stein Mehren

Just some ponderings of today........

The world is a confusing place. You think you know you yourself, but as Socrates so brilliantly put it "One thing only I know, and that is that I know nothing"
The world seems to be like Peer Gynts famous onion. If you peel of a layer, there is just an other one under it. Lets hope we are not like him, being left with only the empty core when all the layers have been peeled away.
The mind is truly a tricky thing. The consciousness is even a larger enigma, at least you own, to yourself, if you ever try to go down in it.
How can I expect to truly know somebody if I don't even know myself down to the core? Is it ever possible to know yourself totally. I guess not, humans are like the rest of the existence. A constant flow of changing energy.
Nothing disappears, it just transcends into something else. I guess the idea of something fixed is a simplification of our minds in an effort to try and see the world in an easier way. But I can understand the motifs behind such a wish. Sometimes things just look waaaay to big for a little person to handle. In those moment a world of just black and white is not that bad, ha ha. I guess if you truly stick to those beliefs, that's when you are in trouble.
When i sit down and think about these things I am only left with one answer - and that is that the only thing I really know, is that I know nothing. Its really true, Socrates was a smartass, ha ha!
Everything floats and fades and changes pattern. How could I ever grasp it? But still I try, again, and again and again!
My mind craves an answer.
My soul will never stop the search around the questions without answers.

~ Aasa

To all of you

Isn't life wonderful when you feel you have done a good choice
and feel one with yourself and your way?
Warm hugs to all of you out there, I wish you a wonderful day filled with
sunshine in your hearts and the knowledge that you are beautiful
Hugs
Aasa















Edward Hopper "Morning sun"

In order to be brave you must first start by being afraid
for true courage lies in the overcoming of fear
not in its absence

The Story of the Fisher King

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It began when the king was a boy. He had, as a test of courage, to spend a night alone in the forest in order to become king. While he spends the night alone there he is struck by a holy vision. Out of his campfire the holy grail appeared, the symbol of the grace of God.

And a voice said to the boy: "You will be the keeper of the grail, and it heals the hearts of mankind."

But the boy was blinded by bigger visions of a life full of power and glory and splendor. In a state of complete ecstacy for one moment he feels not like a boy but invincible, like a god. He reached out with his hands into the fire to seize the grail, but it disappeared and left him behind with his hands in the fire, and he sustained serious burnings.

And while the boy grew older his wound grew deeper. Until one day life lost its sense for him. He could not have faith in anybody, not even in himself. He could neither love nor feel love. After he got that clear in his mind he became ill. He began to die.

One day a fool entered the castle and found the king alone. And with his simple mind the fool did not recognize the king. He just saw a man who was alone and took pains.

And he asked the king: "What's wrong with you, friend?"

And the king answered: "I'm thirsty. I need some water to moisten my throat."

So the fool grasped a mug that stood next to the bed, filled it with water and passed it to the king. As the king began to drink he realized that his wound was healed. He looked in his hands; and there was the holy grail he aimed for all his lifetime.

In astonishment he asked the fool: "How could you find what my Noblest and Bravest failed to find?"

And the fool replied: "I don't know! I just knew that you were thirsty."

New Address

Okay people
From the 15 of November, this is where you will find me, in my new gorgeous flat:

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Aasa Bergem
Carrer d´En Carbassa 3, 2 : 1
08002, Barcelona,
Catalunya
Spain

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Carabassa actually means "pumpkin" in Catalan. I am going to live in "pumpkin-street", isnt that sweet? And you can never guess one of the cross-roads to my little pumkinstreet.
"La via de la gitana", "street of the gypsy" (I wish I lived there, he he)

Dream Within A Dream
by Edgar Allan Poe.

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep - while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

















Aasa dreaming captured by Jesús, photo-edits by Aasa (Okay, I know the edit sucks a little, but dont shoot me :P)

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaappyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!

OhMyGodOhMYOhMy-I am so freaking happy-I Looooove this city-I want to adopt this city
I want to kiss Barcelona on its big, giant hippie head!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have a gorgeous flat in a fantastic area and all the people coming to see it almost jump me to get a room there-It is so fan fucking tastick
I will sit on the balcony of my room with a little glass of red wine and paint a painting, maybe taking a little trip in and then strolls down to the harbour, that is only two minutes away.
YUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHUUUUUUU!!!!
Oh, there is no bounce high enough!!!


"Bee happy" :P

The hippo is nice
These cats are quite nice as well , he he!

Para Jesús

This post is dedicated to a very
good friend of mine
I just want to tell you how
extremely grateful I am for your help
Things would have all gone to hell without you
You have a a fantastically good and generous heart

You truly are an angel
sent by the leprechauns

1000 hugs from your friend Aasa

Can you guess what this is????

Only
thing
needed
here
now
is a
splash
of color,
some
art,
and a
little
love
from
Aasa
Now I only need to find two more people to share it with. Here is my add
Do you know the feeling of being nervous in a good way? It just gives you a kick. But suddenly, if it goes too far, its not good anymore............I am so nervous that I could puke

Different pictures from Dublin

Copyright Aasa Bergem

Us-politics
An inspiration to the rest of the world!
Hrm....

I had to steal this from "Krazy-Cat" , cause I really liked it
He wrote it himself


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Surprise trip

Can you guess where I have been?
PS: I see that somebody from this exact city is a regular visitor of my blog, but didn't say anything.
Hrrrrrmmm, a little disappointing

Surprise trip

UPDATE:
Now I am leaving. Byebye for now

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I am packing for my trip today
It is a little hard to pack when you have no idea where you are going

So I am ending up with quite a strage selection of clothes
andler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hehe

Artist daddy

My dad is a working artist who does a lot of interesting things
I want to share in my blog some articles and pictures of things he has made,
cause I am very proud of him
I have mostly put links to the things he has been working on the last years, which is ice sculptures
~ Aasa

• Peer Gynt på Bukken

• Cleopatras choise

• Ice organ

Making the organ

• Ferro retro

• Ice mammoth

Making the mammoth

• Movie opening 1

• Movie opening 2
  

• Ice comcert

Me and my boyfriend

I have yet an other new boyfriend
I am such a romantic........sigh, haha
PS: Like my wig?