We shall overcome
2014-01-28 / 18:18:00 / Citat
"Realize that little things lead to bigger things. Who knows where some good little thing that you’ve done, may bring results years later that you never dreamed of."
Pete Seeger
R.I.P
102 Kommentarer, Coming back to life
2014-01-27 / 21:28:46 / Fotografiska intresset
Lekte lite med kameran snabbt, kladdade sedan ihop något Photoshop. Min kreativitet börjar smått komma tillbaka och det är verkligen en höjdare! Vill verkligen skapa, det kliar i fingrarna. Det tjocka molntäcket i skallen börjar att skingra sig och bra saker skiner smått igenom. Musiken flödar genom högtalarna och jag bara ler.
A love story for our time
2014-01-27 / 19:36:40 / Filmklipp
MIDWAY, a Message from the Gyre is a short film. It is a powerful visual journey into the heart of an astonishingly symbolic environmental tragedy. On one of the remotest islands on our planet, tens of thousands of baby albatrosses lie dead on the ground, their bodies filled with plastic from the Pacific Garbage Patch. Returning to the island over several years, our team is witnessing the cycles of life and death of these birds as a multi-layered metaphor for our times. With photographer Chris Jordan as our guide, we walk through the fire of horror and grief, facing the immensity of this tragedy—and our own complicity—head on. And in this process, we find an unexpected route to a transformational experience of beauty, acceptance, and understanding.
Our feature film MIDWAY is currently in post-production and expected to premiere in early 2014.
Our feature film MIDWAY is currently in post-production and expected to premiere in early 2014.
En sexig lista
2014-01-27 / 01:27:00 / Allt om inget
6 saker som finns på min do-before-you-die-list:
- Utbilda mig klart till djursjukvårdare
- Göra något gott för världen
- Skaffa en hund
- Lära mig spela ett instrument
- Se en NHL-match live
6 saker jag ser fram emot:
- Sommaren- Hitta ett eget place yo
- Bråvalla!
- Kunna jobba igen
- Thailandresan
- Sova
6 ord som beskriver mig:
- Temprametsfull- Ärlig
- Sprallig
- Extremt envis men samtidigt otroligt otålig (dålig combo indeed)
- Tänkare
- Passionerad
6 saker jag hatar:
- Lögner och lögnare- När folk säger en sak men gör precis tvärtom
- Det mesta med vintern
- Djurplågeri
- Trasig musik
- HV71
6 saker jag älskar:
- I princip allt som har med djur och natur att göra- Sommar
- Film/seriekvällar
- Långa samtal om allt mellan himmel och jord med någon som står en nära
- Festivaler
- Att fånga ögonblick genom en kameralins (poetiskt där)
6 saker jag saknar just nu:
- Människor som förändrats- En sovkompis
- Sol, grönska och värme
- Ett objektiv till kameran
- Min kreativitet
- Ett normalt dygn
This is the beat of my heart
2014-01-21 / 19:11:00 / Musiktext
Kan inte ledsna på den.
Cross my heart and hope to die
Burn my lungs and curse my eyes
I've lost control and i don't want it back
I'm going numb, i've been hijacked
It's a fucking drag
I taste you on my lips and i can't get rid of you
So i say damn your kiss and the awful things you do
You're worse than nicotine
It's better to burn than to fade away
It's better to leave than to be replaced
I'm losing to you, baby, i'm no match
I'm going numb, i've been hijacked
It's a fucking drag
Just one more hit and then we're through
'Cause you could never love me back
Cut every tie i have to you
'Cause your love's a fucking drag
But i need it so bad
Your love's a fucking drag
But i need it so bad
Burn my lungs and curse my eyes
I've lost control and i don't want it back
I'm going numb, i've been hijacked
It's a fucking drag
I taste you on my lips and i can't get rid of you
So i say damn your kiss and the awful things you do
You're worse than nicotine
It's better to burn than to fade away
It's better to leave than to be replaced
I'm losing to you, baby, i'm no match
I'm going numb, i've been hijacked
It's a fucking drag
Just one more hit and then we're through
'Cause you could never love me back
Cut every tie i have to you
'Cause your love's a fucking drag
But i need it so bad
Your love's a fucking drag
But i need it so bad
To the moon
2014-01-14 / 17:36:33 / Fotografiska intresset
Gjorde ett försök att fota månen, blev väl godkänt, äh!
Inspirational
2014-01-14 / 15:02:52 / Ord från hjärtat
Fann en text idag, den var laddad med inspiration. Efter att du läst den kommer förhoppningsvis du också hitta en glöd, det gjorde jag. Det är så jag vill leva, för det finns inget som fyller mig med sådan glädje som att se någon annans hopp lyfta och deras lycka när du gör något för denne som verkligen betyder något. Även om man självklart inte ska göra något för någon annan som skadar en själv, att trycka ned dig för att lyfta en annan kan jag inte se hur det ska kunna förbättra situationen. Låt texten tala, för den förklarar allt jag känner.
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.
One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.
His bed was next to the room’s only window.
The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end.
They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..
Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.
Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days, weeks and months passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.
She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.
It faced a blank wall.
The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’
Epilogue:
There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.
‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’
One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.
His bed was next to the room’s only window.
The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end.
They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..
Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.
Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days, weeks and months passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.
She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.
It faced a blank wall.
The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’
Epilogue:
There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.
‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’
I'm crazy and I know it
2014-01-11 / 20:42:05 / Citat
"Never apologize for saying what you feel. That's like saying sorry for being real."
Jennifer Lawrence
2014
2014-01-05 / 17:24:17 / Ord från hjärtat
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Be as swift as a coursing river;
With all the force of a great typhoon;
With all the strength of a raging fire;
Mysterious as the dark side of the moon
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