Henning sagde: God made the world beautiful.. seen from above.. so far from the processess of growth, decay and death among the sinners below?

a pilot MUST think the world beautiful, so un-interactive he is with the happenings and the doings of the people and the peoples and the processess of growth, decay and death below. The pilot is coveted for this ability to see that which none on the ground can see for himself without the plane and the ability to fly.

This vision is shared by the artist, the philosopher, the ecologer, the cosmologer, and the theologist, each in their field, and with their special brand of vision. Only it is an inner view, and contrary to the pilot’s visions this world of beauty is not the physical world, but the world above the world.

Such are the worlds of man: The physical world, and the world of human history and translation of all previous beauty. Soaring. And down below.

Sometimes both, simultaneously.

(arbejde mod en engelskskrevet udgave af Tidens Kælven 2)


I tell you the stars are memories, nothing but memories, and they are not yours. And you don’t own your memories and you don’t own you. You arenot even you, you are being born all the time – from the womb of memories, no less, pray look right and left and right again, as you cross the street. And such is the way of the human world. Continue reading “(arbejde mod en engelskskrevet udgave af Tidens Kælven 2)”

Eftergiv Haitis gæld! (fra avaaz.org)

Haiti is being crushed by debt now, due to the tsunami.

Help Haiti — drop the debt

I’ve just signed a petition for the cancellation of Haiti’s US$1 billion debt. Haiti’s people should not be made to pay back loans made to unelected dictators years ago even as they struggle to recover from the earthquake.

You can read more below, or sign the petition here

It’s shocking: even as aid flows in to Haiti’s desperate communities, money is flowing out to pay off the country’s crushing debt — over $1 billion in unfair debt racked up years ago by unscrupulous lenders and governments.

The call for full cancelation of Haiti’s debt is building steam across the world, and has won over some leaders — but other rich lender countries are rumoured to be resisting. And time is short: G7 finance ministers could reach a final decision next week at their summit in Canada.

Let’s raise a massive global call for justice, mercy and common sense for the people of Haiti in this hour of tragedy. Avaaz and partners will deliver the call for debt relief directly to the summit — click below to sign the petition, and then pass this email to friends

Even before the earthquake, Haiti was one of the world’s poorest countries. After Haitian slaves rose up and won their independence in 1804, France demanded billions in reparations — launching a spiral of poverty and unjust debt that has lasted two centuries.

In recent years, the tremendous worldwide campaign for debt relief has awoken the world’s conscience. And in the last few days, under mounting public pressure, lenders have begun to say the right things about erasing Haiti’s still-devastating debt burden.

But the devil is in the details. After the 2004 tsunami, the IMF announced relief from debt payments for stricken countries — but the underlying debt went right on growing. Once public attention had faded, the debt payments were bigger than ever.
It’s time to cancel Haiti’s debt fully and without conditions, and ensure that earthquake aid is made with grants, not loans. A victory now will change lives in Haiti even after the world’s attention has moved on. Join the call for debt relief, and pass this message to those who feel the same:

As we watch the images on our televisions and computers, it’s hard not to be overwhelmed. And the history of rich countries’ relations with Haiti is dark indeed.
But moments like this one can bring transformation. Across the world, people have donated to save lives in Haiti — indeed, Avaaz members have given more than $1 million in the last ten days. But we also need to raise our voices as global citizens, to address the man-made tragedies that left our brothers and sisters in Haiti so vulnerable to natural crises.

There is not enough that we can do. But let’s all do everything we can.
With hope,
Ben, Alice, Iain, Ricken, Sam, Milena, Paula, and the whole Avaaz team


Having a discussion with someone, who sees Islam as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Christianity as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Buddhism as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Sufism, Judaism, Hinduism as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Capitalism as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Liberalism, Socialism, Sex as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Ecology as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Family as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Class Division as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Personal Empowerment as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees One Nation, One Education as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Automobilism, Two-wheelerism or Pedestrianism as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Self-caught Food or Vaccuum Packing as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Love as the only right way, is not possible. Or Aggression for that matter too.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees the Way of the Warrior or the Healer as the only right way, is not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees him or herself as the only right way, is not possible, full stop

Having a discussion with someone, who sees Discussion as the only way and unity as the only result, is not possible, so what do I do?

What do I do, when I cannot talk my way to terms of being here, both of us?
Do I sleep badly at night from fear or anger? Do I ignore them?

Do I take their unwillingness as a threat in itself? Do I try to understand them, embrace them, become the one to create the space inside of me and my world for those, who have no room for me?

Am I the warrior just waiting for the cup to be filled, or the healer, whose cup never runneth over?
Or am I the Man in the middle, endlessly pondering which of the two I actually ought to be, now, right now!?

Having a discussion with someone, who sees Faith as the only way. Not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who sees Doubt as the only way. Not possible.
Having a discussion with someone, who has all bases covered, just isn’t possible.

There is only one way.

Find it yourself.

Teksten er oversat fra “lige nu” og udvidet.

digtet er en reaktion på flg. i Jyllandsposten:

How not to become a librarian of the future, but avoid the centralised database, where data is lost due to censorship.

Story idea springing from a desire to share anything digital, which holds meaning to me. Wouldn’t that be nice, if it was possible without hardware?

Fed up with not being able to find what you are looking for?

We need to organize our data in a different way from what we have been used to in the short life of the Internet.

What began as a global library based on individual’s input has turned into private enterprise leeching on individual’s labour.

Take imdb.com – where else do you go to look for info on films!? What do you do, if you cannot find info about a film, meaning “data no one has entered into imdb”? You do a general search on the title, meaning actor, date, year or what ever specifics of the data you are looking for. And you end up with a lot of dubious results, or most likely none at all.

For a time it looked as if bittorrent was the answer to it all: Everybody is sharing what they have with everyone else – but this data transportation protocol is slowly drowning in lawsuits due to copyright infringements, even if legal sharing is a great success for those using it.

So, how do I share all of my data, meaning data that interests me, without becoming a librarian and having to tag every single file?

And how do I avoid things being so easy to find for everyone that specific data can be censored out of search results?

Can I envision a future, where access to specific words are granted on a basis of necessity to the Whole? Who eg. can read about LSD and submit info on LSD? Only those having used LSD. How do you prove you have? By inputting an essay on your experience with LSD. Collective specific permitters to LSD-info will review your essay, and grant you access on a clearance level fitting of your own level – possibly with option to learn, ie. earn more knowledge, if your own level shows willingness to learn in a serious manner.

Why is this different from wikipedia? Because wikipedia is factuel, whereas this is subjective, and based on personal experience.

What about Now-access to answers to now-questions in life? How does that differ from school?

[possible short-story titled “school of life”]

Could we expect that all of this takes place through a universal language, making all nations participate in this sharing and controlling the level of access to knowledge?

Could we imagine someone, who is not sharing, and who doesn’t want to share? What will this person do with his life? School teaches and he responds normally, but he doesn’t input into the Collective. He just thinks.


We imagine this person as the first of a new breed, who is attuned to the Collective without hardware. Which means that he can access anything he wants to know – and so can everyone else, if he is willing to answer… “I just know stuff”, when someone discovers his hardware is not attuned to the Collective.

We imagine people finding about his ability, and trying to reach the highest levels of the Collective through him.

Can we imagine him being flooded with insight from the Collective, as new doors into human cruelty and ruthlessness become obvious to him?

Can we imagine him trying to find ways to stop caring about answers, so he doesn’t become flooded with info from the higher levels of the Collective?

Can we imagine love and the massive information of love in the Collective being his salvation – that everything about human’s desire for love over-shadowing every other thing – even cruelty and crime committed in the search for love?

Can we imagine there is no conscpiracy to prevent anyone from knowing anything, only demands that they themselves have earned understanding – but that he is an anomaly, which threatens the machinery, because he can be exploited by people, who crave information on a higher level than they themselves have earned the rights to?

Can we imagine an ending, which benefits both him and the Whole – without him losing his “powers” and everybody suddenly acquiring similar “powers”? A space for him to live with his affliction, and everyone else living without?

Time Travel, a vent for loss of control

Humans can do anything, they can think. Or they will change their thinking.



* MOVIES INVOLVING TRAVELLING IN TIME by way of propulsion, magic, sleep, hypnotism, ”time machine”, worm holes, body hopping, ”sudden temporal phenomemen”, weather penomenen, reception of sent data from the future a.o.

Time Travelling expresses control over the progression of Time, oftenmost perceived as the image handed down by Marcus Aurelius: Water flowing towards the sea as a river that never repeats itself – in either direction it is at any given point different from adjoing points. To most people it feels natural to perceive time, ie. human life, with an ending and a beginning, the beginning being uncontrollably lost to us, but the ending, or the way to the ending, everything that is meant by the word ”control”: The open vista of opportunities and possibilities, of which we will try to ensure a handfull of those most interesting to us and most needed for survival. And when we succeed in our endeavours, we are in control. When we do not succeed, we have lost control.

Time Travel is a vent for loss of control: Continue reading “Time Travel, a vent for loss of control”

POEM: you don’t believe in

you don’t believe in love over life
you don’t believe in living without strife
you don’t believe in a God of anything
you don’t believe in joys that holliday seasons can bring

you don’t believe in window shopping without money
you don’t believe in a million kisses sweet as honey
you don’t believe in a world without violence
you don’t believe in anything but the present tense

you don’t believe you deserve anything not your own making
you don’t believe there could be children no one would be forsaking
you don’t believe in ever trusting your emotions
you don’t believe in any lovers’ professed devotions

you don’t believe in goodness incarnate
you don’t believe in ever being just a tiny second late
you don’t believe in un-exploitable inventions
you don’t believe in changing or un-conventional conventions

you don’t believe in putting yourself before your fellow man
you don’t believe in anything anyone else can
you don’t believe in saving the last dance, not for anyone
you don’t believe there will be a second chance, not with the first one gone

you don’t believe in protecting and nursing mammals outside a zoo
you don’t believe in anything that your yourself cannot do
you don’t believe in beauty without a reason
you don’t believe in fruits out of season

you don’t believe in useless usefullness such as art
you don’t believe in opinions or appearances that set people apart
you don’t believe in intentions as all intentions denote egotism
you don’t believe in followers of any ’ism

you don’t believe in anything you cannot touch
you don’t believe in participating, you only want to watch
you don’t believe in raising your voice in anger or in joy
you don’t believe there could ever be a meal out of soy

you don’t believe this universe will ever come to an end
you don’t believe in predictions, they are naught but a bend
you don’t believe in luck for a buck for a jock
you don’t believe there is relevance in Future Shock

you don’t believe there will ever be peace on Earth
you don’t believe in anybody’s integral, un-touchable worth
you don’t believe in trusting children with their future
you don’t believe in healing wounds without catgut suture

you don’t believe in resting from a fall, you strive to re-find your feet
you don’t believe in any variation from your consistant diet of meat
you don’t believe in love at all, it spells listless organic voracious entropy
you don’t believe any definition of mentally applied energy

you don’t believe in sensing
you don’t believe in cleasing
you don’t believe in coming to terms
you don’t believe in unity, unity is a petri dish, brim-full of dying germs

you don’t believe in following a leader, on purpose or whim
you don’t believe in ever finding Her, or Him
you don’t believe in ample space for you anywhere, it must be so for everyone
you don’t believe in letting time consume those you once out-shone

you don’t believe in brevity, brevity sucks
you don’t believe in levity, control rocks
you don’t believe in lessons learned, experience gained
you don’t believe parent-child relations can be anything but strained

you don’t believe in levitation, the ground is where you belong
you don’t believe in re-inkarnation, as you cannot come back as a song
you don’t believe in silence, sound is what you make when you ACT
you don’t believe in trusting beings that don’t know tact

you don’t believe in dreams, that is: dreams coming true
you don’t believe this mirror image to be you


pollo, perro… is hard!

Neither the dogs
nor the chickens reply to
perro only
tone of voice will bring them
or reject them
unless named

once recognised…
un perro se llama Blanca
because it is white
and has been
defending the house for ages on end… it enters
the human world and takes on
real existance
by way of hand and name

Blanca exists
el perro Blanca exíste
in all languages
through the caring of
at least one naming agent
and two and three…
how easy they come about
if Blanca growels a bit
wagging its tail…
confirms this fact for all to see

so how discount gods
evils and goods
The Taxi In The Lonely Night
anything carrying you
supporting you
loving you
hating you lack of caring gets you
humanos and no more
but name
all that you meet and be the creator
at the center of the only universe
you can ever truly know

Got a name for your self?

make room
let it go

maybe one day
will name YOU
thus placing you
in a much larger sky

on the “proofs” of God, a long declamation

Does God exist? Well, what do you feel?

“Does God exist?”
“Well, what do you feel: Is God real inside you?”
“I don’t know. What is it supposed to feel like?”

1. Mind over matter over mind
Either we have no fixed or determinable place of being, or we are biological beings. I say we are biological beings. Who may exist inside an indeterminable place of being.

2. Mind is matter
“Existance”, i.e. the concept of matter in time, memory of “having lived”, is a product of pattern recognition. *Pattern recognition* is what best describes the ordered functions and cooperation of biologically evolved parts of the brain, which control various functions of the “contact” to the surrounding “other” world – all that is NOT-BODY, that is: The so called “senses”, seeing, hearing, smeeling, tasting and feeling touch.

Pattern recognition are clusters of chemical roadways in the brain, made more or less permanent by repetition, which in conjunction work to produce, what we term “a coherent reality”: The table stays table within a broad framework that is more description of function than aestetics; the same goes for dog, cheese, the sensation of being taught, the feeling of being treated well, understanding how to carve with a knife, and everything else that is part and parcel of daily life for *the individual*.

As everybody live different lifes from everyone else, pattern recognition can vary to a larger or lesser degree, sometimes with the exclusion of specific “recognitions” stemming from lack of exposure to certain stimuli or from physical defects excluding fixture of certain inputs in the chemical clusters in the brain, eg. the recognition of colours, or the recognition of other people’s pain, or the passing of time, and much more. But overall, as humans inhabit the same *physical* world, we more or less make the same pattern recognitions, as we are exposed to the patterns of our forefathers as they present themselves in the world we are born into, as houses, infrastructure, social customs, “this is a tree”, “don’t do this; it will hurt”, etc.

3. Flexible mind
As pattern recognition is what *makes* our world, this is what we adhere to. Being biological beings it’s all about survival. Looking at us from a mental platform “up above” our mutual existance looks very static: We are born, we fight for existance, we strive to have needs fulfilled, we reproduce, we think, feel and create, and we die. A static view at life of the human being.

Looking closer we are less static; everybody are confronted with unpredictability every hour of the day, and therefore need to absorb this unpredictability – that which is unknown to the personal experience, the individual pattern recognition of the years of having lived – in order to survive. A “certain” amount of flexibility in the confrontations with the unknown is needed.

But much can be ignored – for example, the insect passing by one’s nose is of no consequence to one’s survival, unless one has a known allergy to eg. bees. Or the car passing on the street, as one is walking on the pavement, unless the car is breaking pattern by swerving violently.

People differ a lot in their flexibility. This can never be fully explained on an individual basis, and it must suffice to say that flexibility in the handling of the unknown stems from many factors, most predominately emotional bonding in childhood, appropriate exposure to variety during the formative years, and the ability of the brain to sustain imprinting. So, some can handle a lot of insecurity, or meetings with the unknown in specific areas of life, because their upbringing have prepared them well and/or they are physically apt, and some can’t, for the opposite reasons. This becomes (more or less) obvious in the way people organize their lives – in the larger or lesser “amount” of systems we feel the need to adhere to in order to feel safe.

4. “Lay off the booze and find Jesus”
Over time much of daily life has been cathegorised into consensually accepted “risks” – “degrees” of unknownness; a scale of recognisable threats to life ranging from what happens when knifes and forks are used by the wrong hands, over what happens when the rent is not paid, to the “great unknown” – indellible, unavoidable facts of existance like “death” or the “loneliness of the Cosmos”. Most risks can be faced through trial and error, and will sometimes prove to be just that – risks – as results are cuts, evictions and (other people’s) deaths. But some will remain unsolvable, unexplainable, unmanagable by trial and error (or unwillingness to take the risk…), and as such must either be respected and avoided, or ignored (and hopefully never encountered).

Some people have a really hard time surrendering to the percieved existance of the great unknowns, and will work really really hard to come up with adequat solutions, in order to find peace of mind. The wetwiring of the brain is totally neutral – if answers and results produce sufficient pattern recognition to lower the production of adrenalin or keep it low, or blot out the feelings of fear and anxiety through production of endorphins, the natural morphine of the body, any direction in life is good fine okay! And that is ANY direction. Alcohol, nicotine or books for some, sex, work or success for others, and for yet others hope, confirmation or love. What determines the individual “choice of dope” is (again) a result of previous exposure, often in the formative years, but can easily come about or change in later years.

5 No paradise but “the world in itself”
Reality is a very important word for most people. It means “what is”, or “what functions or works”. As such it is very hard to criticise. Based on the concept of individual pattern recognition, which again is the result of having survived with success “so far”, it is the criteria with which an individual describes or “measures” a *coherent* existance. And there is literally no limit to what “reality” can be or encompass. A human being molested in early years can literally find pleasure in pain; humans raised in a culture without dyes can be blind to certain colours; humans raised in pasture land can be fearstruck among large buildings; humans raised to understand various phenomena as the will of deities or spirits may retain awe even confronted with overwhelming consensual agreement to “scientific” explanations, and so on. Reality is what you can cope with – the functional combination of understanding and lack of understanding.

People, who have little fear of the unknown, especially of “death”, may have what is known as “a hard grasp of reality”. This phraze is used to denote a “relationship” with a world in effect much larger than the personal world of personal survival. A relationship that transcends personal needs, it is relatively immune to the reminders of pain and death prevalent in those suffering openly, which is often what makes the more fearful blind to other people’s needs. “The world in itself” to paraphrase Kant IS a place of much suffering – the results of greed, ignorance, aggression, indifference, sadism – and even if it is possible to rationalise oneself OUT of the need to participate in the reduction of suffering, *that* world doesn’t go away; it is there all the time – only waiting to be recognised. The beautiful, heart-soothing world of natural scenery, art, and humans working from ideals to the actual benefit of others is equally there all the time – only waiting to be recognised and added to. As people strive to cope with the challenges of living, by way of the mechanisms of pattern recognition, any passage over time for any human being can thus be said to come *from* the personal world, going *towards* “the world in itself”, on a lessening curve of adrenaline production. But a journey which can stop, or be held back, if fear of the unknown produce dogmas – (fixed) perceptions of the world, which cannot come into question.

6 Faith and Belief, religion and church
Dogmas or doctrines are systems of belief. “The doctrine of the Trinity”, “the doctrine of the infallability of the Pope, “the doctrines of Marxism” are all beliefs – Church definitions of existance that are held to be undeniably true. [“dogme”, Politikens Ordbog 2000]

Religion is a focus of faith, “I have faith in God”, not “I have faith in the Catholic Church”. A definition of that which is regarded as good, right and trustworthy. [“faith”, Cambridge American Dictionary, 2006]

To some people content and intent of church and religion are interchangable or the same thing. But they are not. Beliefs are teachings; consensual opinions that are passed on; faith is *trust* in “evidence”, empiric OR consensual, as one’s pattern recognition approves.

Dogmas and churches come about from politics and need for power – using infallability as stick and carrot. People, who “believe” in God, or Jesus, or Muhammad – possibly humans who are indoctrinated from early age, humans who seek protection with strong political players, or have a badly functioning mechanism of pattern recognition – believe in the teachings of people who have a vested interest in the continuation of the Church as institution and community. A Church is effectively a community supporting a community.

Religions spring from human beings finding faith in another human being, from personal experience or from the re-telling of actions, which make sense and give comfort and/or hope. Religions are in effect a collection of solitary relationships with inspiration.

Thus it is possible to distinguish between those who administer and those who practise. Their aims are different.

7 House of God
There are those, who believe that 50 year old modernism – the dissolution of conventions for absolute freedom of expression – are “killing off God”. Nietsche proclaimed the death of God a hundred years ago. 1000 years ago people were killed, if they believed in something besides God of the Church, any church. The Holy Trinity. The monotheistic God. The One God. The only God. And today too people are killed for not believing in Allah.

In buddhism, there are numerous gods, but no Church. Here gods are not controlled, but explained; even so people remain in self-inflicted bondage. In Scandinavia of 1100 years ago (and again today) the Norse gods were simple archetypes, identifying aspects of human existance, but adhered to as forces larger than man himself. And around the world in a thousand other animistic religions nature has taken on form to explain away the fears of the dark, controlled by shamans and revered with a vengegance.

Some say psychology, the updated version of animistic faith, is the new great religion of modern day, healing the sick, and giving hope to those dispairing, through insight into Self. But another great institution has sprung up to control and direct usage and advance, the Church of Psychiatry, which acts with a base in law and pseudo-science, i.e. statistics, to electroschock people, fixate them, isolate them or medicate them into oblivion in the name of healing.

“Having Faith” in itself is not a bother; it is a necessity. But have faith in *what*? What is “good, right and trustworthy”. That which works, of course. That which one can recognise as giving aid and support and hope. That which one’s personal pattern recognition accepts as fitting the bill. God? Sure. Jesus? Sure. Bill the panhandler? Sure. The immanent potential of Homo Sapiens Sapiens? Sure, why not, if it *feels* right. When it comes to the individual, there are NO limits to what or who can aid and soothe. None.

But who should tell human beings what to have faith in?

8 Declaration of faith
I am biological; I am ruled by my brain. I am emotional; I can be not-me. I am mental; I can be more-than-me. I am spiritual; I can be not-I.

Leave my beliefs alone. They work for me. For now.

Thank you.

POEM: den islandske joke

nothing rained that day. maybe it should have. maybe it just so happened, that nothing had moisture til spare. I don’t know.

they claimed icelandic ancestry. after fifteen minutes they were sweating like snails in season. are there snails in Iceland, I wonder? fifteen minutes later they walked through every heart.

agread, they were more worldly than I. But icelanders they were not. a joke had to find itself their way. An Icelandic joke. A letter of admiration and gratitude written in Icelandic, accompanied by music and lyrics of a famous lullaby.

so thought, so performed