…this blog for a while. For how long, I don’t know because I am after all a very opinionated human being.
A day, a week or two, a year, for always? We’ll see.
I need to write. Almost daily. But maybe I need to write more important stuff. And maybe this blog steals my time from writing that “terribly important stuff”.
(Yes, that was sarcasm. And for you who never understood the difference between the two words ‘bitter’ and ‘cynical’, please let me clarify: ‘Cynical sarcasm’.
If you still don’t get it there’s absolutely excellent dictionaries online these days.)
The future is not ours to see. So let’s take a cup of kindness, pick some more daisies and stay in the stream until dinner time as the English version, of the song below, says or simply as Lasse Kronér would say: “Vi ses XX om ni vill, vågar och kan!”
For those of you who know me enough to know how much the past means to me (perhaps too much?) and how often I’m unfortunately “out walking the dead” you’ll understand this choice of song.
My life’s motto is:
Evigt ägs blott det vi mist.
(Eternally owned is but what’s lost.)
It’s from Ibsen’s “Brand” and may sound harsh and in the play it actually is cruel because the gist is that to gain something you have to lose all.
At fourteen I didn’t know that the entire line actually is [after a baby has died]:
“Losing all was winning’s cost!
Eternally owned is but what’s lost!”
And honestly I don’t care what Ibsen was trying to tell us. Ever since I’ve heard those short words (in, of all places, a Danish sitcom about two elderly ladies at a care home – which I don’t think any sane Dane in this world remembers anymore – “Evigt ejes kun det tabte.”) they’ve been my comfort.
If I’ve lost something once I can never lose it again. It’s mine forever.
(Sung by Dougie MacLean in Scottish on the album “Tribute”.
The famous “national poet of Scotland” Robert Burns who wrote the poem in 1788 claimed himself, in a letter to the “Scots Musical Museum” that he, “took it down from an old man” and that it indeed was/has been an old folk song in Scotland for centuries.)