Question: Let me continue with a question about this blogging Carla. What made Carla suddenly stop writing on her page about me and the old brainless?Answer: No comments.
Q: She seemed to have stopped at the key moment of the affair and right in front of the first door.
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Q: When and IF she picks up her feather again will she really reveal everything? Limitless and regardless i mean and not considering anybody else's feelings or privacy? Will she do that? Does she do all this out of love and care or is there something dirty cooking...
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Q: Does Senis know about this?
A: Haha! I make myself laugh now. Can i move on and stop blabbering and looking for smoke?
Q: The Spotlight Kid! First record I bought from my first honest earnings, long time no hear! O.K, i focus: how am i now? Oh, I have so many questions. Is the train going too fast or did it actually never leave this station or is it not a train but a boat and can it sink? Did Bratu get lost on Swiss Ararat while looking for a rare animal couple to bring home? Still a nice guy? Me? What am i made of and am i on my fittest. Do i fit? Am i going somewhere? Is this going somewhere. Are we going somewhere? Do i realize how serious i take all this? Is black humor racist? Do things matter? I mean in a big way. Do I really stop drinking water from plastic bottles until i die thinking it makes a difference? Will i be there when i die? Why some people die before me and others after? And how many before and how many after?
A: Wait, give me some time to answer or even to think...
Q: Do answers matter and do they make a difference? And how much difference do answers make and for how long? Is thinking good or bad? Is a person heard if he or she talks even to one other person. I know, it is the old story but: do we hear when we speak and speak again after we hear? Can i give time or should I just take it? Is time really so relevant? Am i alone and with how many alone? Maybe I should get myself lost and found too! Do I want to hear my answers? What is relativity really, if i think of it more than once. Does it fit me and do i still fit? Do i ever listen to somebody else? Do others matter? Getting tired of this...
A: Me too, so let me finish today with the following anecdote:
There was this old man in the garden. He was really old: 94. And he spoke a little of German and English. He studied Theology in his time and i think he also was a teacher in it, later. But he already stopped decades ago, also bothering about that. He told me he was born the same day as ???? I never heard of this person and have forgotten the name now, but it seemed really important for him. I had to ask my Hilde later and she said it was some Norwegian hero from the 17th century. So i told him that i was born on the same day as Albert Einstein. He replied that he had been in his place of birth. He took a little thinking time and said: Donau – Ulm! When was that, i asked. Oh, I remember clearly he said, it was in the year of the world exhibition in Brussels, 1958 and I went there on a moped. During our talk a plate with slices of mango and kiwi were served. He ate it all. Then he said he was still frequently swimming in the fjord near his house and that it got him into the local paper recently. I was not listening anymore. Too busy thinking about the year Einstein was born. I went inside the house and looked it up in Wikipedia. When i came back in the garden the moment had passed to continue the beautiful conversation we could have had.
Q: Sssh, think i heard something or body.
Photo: Sunset on Løvstakken 21 June 2009. Sluik makes a difference and waves at himself.
