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Friday, 3 July 2020

The pine

I often tend to worry
about my thought on pine,
if my thought is just sorry,
as lemonade to wine.

I think in Africa that tree
is different to what
in Norway I have come to see
as hard wood, looking at.

It has to do with certainty,
of nature and of growth,
and nothing has with sanity
to do, or giving oath.

The presence of the water thrown
on spots makes spear and crown.
And pine in Norway should be known
as beauty only grown.

In any country, though, that tree
distinct is, as the old.
And, do you know, that tree is free
throughout the winter cold.

I have made efforts sawing that
God damned much precious tree.
And I do wonder, ponder at,
am I the one to see.

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When hope is gone

There is no hope, you must admit, when you have ridiculed, a bit, the love of life, by giving God, not to be entertained a lot.

What one must do is really change, the chance, to do, not rearrange. That means your post is none of worth. And that you might be some, one earth.

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Wednesday, 1 July 2020

Steps lead somewhere

I wonder why together was
not to be happiness, the cause.
I think the sin is reasoning,
as if aversion was the thing.

Though; think of that, by looking at
one cannot be that God damned cat.
One should, perhaps, be one who caps,
and question permanence of traps.

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Monday, 29 June 2020

The art of twelve

Ai have made this poem on the twelve hours, as signified on Magnimix.com, and on Godmix.net, and as made an artistic illustration of on my veranda to my front door. Ai intend to post it on Magnimix. It goes as follows:

THE ART OF TWELVE

As first of all, a point was made.
The pointing stick reposed afraid,
and sticking out, the pointed at,
it certainly did pass to that.

As number two, a flag stone found,
made use of, so that all around
that thing was not, on table put,
was vital as the second foot.

As number three, there was a bowl,
such of importance as the owl,
as comforting and caring for
and as if it could hold some more.

As number four, there was a case,
and taken home, it all to face.
A box was made, the cave was done,
and liberty was by that won.

As number five, rod measuring
was made, for fun and treasuring,
a ruler, as the thumb on hand,
and as the counting home of land.

As number six, a value set
made worth, as happiness was met,
and also semi-gods, to poor,
who was not able to make door.

As number seven, one made fire.
Shook up, one did, was not for hire
in question of to be at ease
and mattering, to be at peace.

As number eighth, one made the grade
of having something truly made.
The cooking mastered was a go,
and chefs were made by doing so.

As number nine, one made the heart,
and by the heart, the joy of art.
The tribe was formed, the fun of two,
and by that, love to neighbour too.

As number ten came ownership.
A longer stick will further trip.
Authority was made and done
and pointing to it was the son.

As the eleven came the shelf,
exiting as to child the elf.
And layers made was science clear,
and not much then was there to fear.

As number twelve was theory,
and overview, and harmony.
Itself in shelf it could be placed,
for one to keep, and be amazed.

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Friday, 26 June 2020

Trixnix is about to disappear

[ Added 29th of June 2020 at 13:52: Trixnix was fully recovered this morning. ]

Ai am about to delete my Google account. That means Trixnix.com, and all content on Trixnix, vanishes. Also my blogs will vanish. Ai will though keep my Flickr account and my SoundCloud account and my MuseScore account and my two Twitter accounts.

The hatred aI am subjected to leaves with no other choice. May God, for me, find another way for me to present my work.

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Enough of it

Is there no recognition of art
there is one from the being apart,
and the Lord says, to Hell with it all.
One should know to work, not answer call.

And, it vanishes, what should be kept
because people are bad and inept.
And, of course art will be made again.
And once more to make up is in vain.

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Christian to be

There is no better in the herd
of beings gathered in the word
of Christ, which cultures on the earth
speak differently, making worth.

By calling, one would better be.
As chosen, everyone is free
from measure, being good enough,
from value, being kind and tough.

The only thing there is to say,
is, what is done, one did one's way.
And first of all is in a way.
And when you are, you make the day.

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Wednesday, 24 June 2020

To Englishmen

Let the word of culture worry,
seeing man as sound or sorry.
You know well there is a habit.
In the garden is the rabbit.

Take it, you are very welcome
if to man you are not handsome.
Take it, you are what to treasure
as the world, to people pleasure.

English is the garden mastered.
English is the wound just plastered.
English is the I and 'ever,
and what is, quite perfect never.

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Do not commit adultery

Make a joke of my being, a joke of my love,
and the Lord will see to it, it turns out, you know.
You cannot make a fool of authority which
is the reason for life, not the being of rich.

If you do, it will come to an end, what you are,
like a being which climbs, and which has gone too far.
The Lord is not a ladder, to climb or to get.
If you do go too far, your intention is met.

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Tuesday, 23 June 2020

Communication

Be kind to one another
and be for one to get.
If neighbour is to bother
the challenge is not met.

The challenge is to nourish,
for life to have and give,
and also to have courage
to kill what should not live.

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Making it (Nᵒ 2)

I ask myself this question;
is future yet to come ?
Is future like digestion,
or is it life to some ?

The Lord is somewhat being,
and Jesus Christ is He.
Is getting it like fleeing,
or is it just to be ?

The bear makes no prospective,
the lion has no goal,
the aven no perspective,
the willow herb no soul.

What is a man, for it to be,
for one to be to make?
I'd say himself is what to see,
and nothing for that sake.

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Sunday, 21 June 2020

Faith

Way to go be heard is welcome,
being fancy, being false.
Step to take is for the handsome.
So be heard is something else.

Any way might be permission,
evil ways just evil made.
Faith in no way is admission,
faith in no way rule or grade.

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Monday, 15 June 2020

Easy being

Some are planes and some are 'copters.
Some are sane and some are opt'ers.
Some are men and some are women.
Some are sailors, some are sea-men.

I myself am in for glory.
Jesus Christ will tell the story,
how I rooted made me free,
never hanging from a tree!

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About upper class

Ai feel aI, for quite a long time, have been called upon to state something about class. Historians, especially among scientists, will have to arrest me if aI state something obviously wrong in this blogpost. Ai have, though, put my organ music on my loudspeakers, and my glasses on my head. God give.

Ai am myself from a family which by my grandfather was quite wealthy. My grandfather was prominent in the city economy, and he also had positions in boarders of big companies south in Norway, which aI believe was not usual in the turn from the 18th to the 19th century. My grandfather was Finnish consul, in Trondheim, and he wore the Finnish medal “Hvite ros”. Also my father was asked to be Finnish consul, after my grandfather. My father was head of the grocery interest organization in Trondheim, for a while. According to my mother, my parents thanked no since my parents were not in position to represent, really.

In Norway, as elsewhere in the world, it is in some respect meaningful to speak of “upper class”. The expectations to children, for instance, is different, manner is different, and scope is different. It is a bit difficult to distinguish this difference in worth and attitude from the more formal distinction between officers and non-commissioned officers, in Norwegian called “underoffiser”, as between engineers and craftsmen, and as between doctors and nurses. In such instances, though, we are speaking not of attitude, though of education and relevance to the practical world. Some would think of the distinction between women and men this way, in the past as now. My grandmother, though, did not empty a bottle of wine. See.

Formalism will never get it. So science never will. Priests are hopefully those who will. And artists will, unfortunately. The label “Upper Ten” refers to the ten thousand on top of the society. Ten in the third degree is “upper”, and ten of those are ten thousand. If to belong to that nobility was a matter of education and rules, nonsense would arrive.

In Norway, historically, nobility as such never made up any power. As with the other Scandinavian countries, “stand” is a more established word when pointing to the human phenomena, than “class” and “nobility”. In Norway, we are in the lucky position we do not only take stand, we are in stand to, God given.

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Thursday, 11 June 2020

My monogram

Since the summer of 2017 aI have used the letter A in the shape as pictured below as sign of my identity, on internet, and on letters and cards. The first formal letter aI used the monogram in was, aI believe, to the Norwegian Police Security Service in Trondheim, together with the local psychiatric care hospital aI attended, dated July the 25th 2017. Ai made the monogram after having changed my signature. Today aI have made the last and different shape of the monogram, as pictured below. It looks like being inspired by a serif font.




The second shape, by which the circle is not closed, is the signature stamp aI use on my fast prints, posted on flickr.prixnix.com .

That last shape, that is the serif type, is what aI from now on will use on most letters and cards. It is inspired by the font Ellington, pictured in the poem written in Norwegian, which aI bought twice, years ago, first as True Type, and then as Monotype.
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Wednesday, 10 June 2020

Me and the people of Germany

As native Norwegian, militarily trained, aI have an opinion about the Nazi rule. And, as aI see it, that orientation came to an end. Ai have been to Berlin, by car, three times, and aI have taken part in an exchange program with the Military Army Academy of Germany as a Norwegian Military Cadet, visiting Hamburg and Hannover. Once, aI visitied Berlin alone. Once aI visited Berlin together with three fellow military cadets. And once aI visited Berlin together with my fiancee. That last visit was after the wall fell.

The contrasts in Berlin hit me. Cars, buildings, and knives, forks and spoons in cafeterias. And that wall aI considered to be insane. One fellow cadet of mine was subjected to confiscation of the posters he bought on the western side, when entering Checkpoint Charlie. That woman was authorative. And that was insane. We had to buy a certain amount of East German currency to enter East Berlin, which we could not change to other currency. That was insane. And, in that visit of the exchange program, we were told, where we stood, by the border, East Germany had made tunnels along the border, towards the west side, where we stood, for the sake of interrogation. That was insane. And in my first visit, when alone, aI visited the porn district area, in the west. The red light district. And that was insane. Ai mean, we had Lek, Playboy, and Mayfair in Norway. Though, what ... And the parking in West Berlin was insane.

In the visit of the exchange program we had two German Army superiors. One was a colonel-leutenant, as aI recall, educated at the University also, strict, and authorative. The other was a major, as aI recall, less educated, round in body and position, and so was his wife, who we also came to know. And aI immediately came to an understanding of who aI am. In that visit, the power of that small Norwegian cadet force also visited the right light district, in Hamburg, as aI recall. And the female dancing on the floor of that pub came to spit on me.

In the second visit, together with the three fellow cadets from the Military Academy of Norway, we, as usual, entered Berlin by the motorway from the north. And after filling fuel, once, on the way, aI managed to get ourselves lost by entering a wrong road, as the driver. And towers popped up, by the road. Towers in concrete, obviously made to be look outs. And there were no turnings around, on that road. The temperature in the car rose. We were all to be identified by the ID-cards we carried, if not else. And after passing three of four towers, aI made a decision, and took a ninety degree turn in front of the last. We were militarily trained, and were able to fantasy about what could be in front of those towers. Nevertheless. And we came out all right. That was insane.

Ai do not speak German, though, understand a bit German. And aI have seen a bit of Germany. In my first visit aI went down to München. In my second visit, we past the border to Luxenbourgh. In my my third visit we ended in Berlin, though went northwards, again, through former East-Germany. And aI have seen plenty friendly Germans, interested in who aI was, playing joyful when aI tried to speak German, and lovingly pointing out to me what there was to visit and see. Ai respect the people of Germany both because of what aI know about the language and because of my experiences, and those insane incidents cannot change that fact.

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Sunday, 31 May 2020

What aI believe

Ai believe there in Revelation, presumably written by John, presumeably the disciple Jesus loved, are changes made, by a devil.

Ai believe the corona disease is a kind of rabies. And aI believe the disease aids is very related. And aI believe right now there is an outbreak of the disease called Hansen's disease, caused by the lephra basille, giving leprosy. Ai believe hypnotized ones, especially, today, is especially vulnerable to the corona disease. And aI believe especially broken ones, today, is especialy vulnerable to the lephra basille. Ai belive the corona virus gives psychopaths. And aI believe the lephra basille gives schizophrenia.

Ai believe the horror of today is caused by an organization of insane people, by American origin, pregnant with destruction. In this organization, belief is messed up with science, and this organization traditionally recruited youth, especially. Ai believe this organziation today is world wide, often to be identified by the colour blue.

Ai believe after myself being stolen and subjected to torture, in 1997, there were incidents elsewhere on earth, in peoples, of lions made subjected to the same horror. Ai believe the first one was English, called John, killing himself not far from Newcastle, by the north-western coast.

Ai believe the world in several ways will change because of the present circumstances. Those insane will make people subjected to a choice between national dictatorship and communal governement, the latter dependent upon the overall rule of economy as such, and internet.

Ai believe resources we have come to depend upon, namely coal and oil, will become almost impossible to find. Ai believe those materials are related, and aI believe they both origin in the chemical substance carbon, having a short way from this, and aI believe carbon is what earth is made of. Ai believe the occurrences which are still left is necessary for the production of earth. When those resources become scarce, the numbers of automobiles, airplanes, and ships will be reduced. And traditional powers as the economy, as such, and the military, will have to adjust. There will, of course, also be a lightening of climate.

Economy will no longer be considered to be global. Science will remain global, and art will.

Ai believe there will be a gradual decrease of salt in the ocean. Ai believe there has been a tension between oil deposits underground and the salty water, as aI believe there is a tension between oil as such and salt, binding. Ai believe the salt in the ocean will hit the ground, by which all the litter in the ocean faster will be destroyed.

Ai believe today there are many places on earth on which the light from the sun is tame, that is, as if in lack of electronic activety. Ai believe some places on earth to the end of times will remain dead, this way. Ai believe, though, something can be achieved by reducing concrete and asphalt.

Ai believe there are places on earth today, also, where the electricity transfer is not working, due to dead reception.

Ai believe what future will bring, is a gradual increase of artistry, technological innovation and comfort, together with reduction of noise and pollution. Ai believe what will keep minds busy in the future, is to be somewhat, visiting, and learning, from other peoples.

Ai believe English will be the language of global communication in the future.

In Norway aI insist on a national restitution from the present affairs. Norway is a little country, even if the area is quite big. We are only 5 million people. What other peoples do is, of course, their concern. Ai cannot understand, though, how those great nations, unifications as they are, can continue working when the means of communication is lessened.

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Thursday, 28 May 2020

The thing

In honour of my ancestors -
the Benkestok


The credit is the benchmark.
The thing is it to get.
And not the hold of bulwark,
however it is met.

The thing is also pleasure
of honouring to bring.
The credit it to treasure,
both ways, that is the thing.

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Monday, 25 May 2020

A flag pole

A pointing stick is often grade.
And habitation layer made.
So, elevated from the ten,
eleven is. So twelve, by then.

It has to do with certitude
on which to build solicitude.
By thirteen, as by three, one cups,
and doing, one makes downs of ups.

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Saturday, 23 May 2020

Admit the Jude

Civilization appeared in Mesopotamia and Babylon (the south of Persia, being Iraq, Iran and Kuwait, today), and in Egypt, that is by the rivers Tigris and Eufrat, and Nile, around 3500 years before Christ, that is 500 years after Adam. Abraham left Babylon and went to the area south of the Mediterranean shortly after 2000 years after Adam. The Bronze Area, following the Stone Area, begun around Eufrat and Tigris 3000 years before Christ.

After Abraham made impact in the Mediterranean area, Greek, and later Italian people gathered. Sailors. And Romans, that is the people of ancient Italy, took it upon itself to conquer the world, in the spirit of Alexander, being a Greek, though from far north, and earlier, as Greek to Roman was in many respects. Paul, in the Roman Church St. Paul, was a Roman citizen, and he spoke Roman, and went to Rome, and presumably died in Rome. He is called "the disciple to the gentiles". And, after Jesus died in the year zero, he rose, again, and told the Jude to take off, to inhabit the earth. At that time, Israel was Roman, and people spoke Roman.

Ai think, some were first, some were second, and some were third. The fact is, though, the Jude took off. And went to the gentiles. Some were orthodox, and some were especially inspired by the message of Christ. And, all knew Africa. And a bit Roman (language). As far as Scandinavia they went. And made impact. Ai mean, when the two first Norwegians kings trying to Christianize Norway both first went to the west of the Mediterranean ... Around one thousand years after Christ. And, the Jude knew Africa. There was history. Egypt. And south of Egypt, Ethiopia. We are not speaking of formalism. We are speaking of the Jude. And the fact is, Africa became more interesting to explore, to the West, than Asia, even if the people of Asia was more educated, and the area was more inhabited.

Kings and nobles. Hypnotizing and whatever. Broken ones, getting it. You know, there is a surface. In history, there is a surface. And Jesus Christ is the one and only making calm. Believe in Christ.

In Norwegian, it is of interest noticing the English word "quest" came to be the Norwegian word "kvest". Vikings interacted with the English in some interesting and complicated ways. And, as stated, also in Scandinavia the Jude made impact.

Illustration: Quest (on Flickr)

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Thursday, 14 May 2020

Statement about women

"The woman is the women's worst enemy," we say in Norwegian. Do you understand that saying? American women? African women? European women? Persian women? Asian women? Russian women? Do you not have husbands? To be one with? And, stock? You know, that word comes from Norwegian "stokk", meaning "beam, log, (tree)trunk". So, the English idiom "over stock and stone" is mirroring the Norwegian original, which is "over stokk og stein". Pointing stick made to rely on. And, pointing stick was the first thing in life man made. Authority. And next; putting on the table. Putting on the slab of rock. In Norwegian, that is "helle", and "hell" is luck. "Hellet" is a "(mountain) slope." And, having done that, one could take care of. In a box, or rather, in a sentiment, being a knoll from a pine, for instance, which one made a cup of. One - two - three. And the fourth often follows, and that was and is to make a containment, of some sort. Treasury. Belonging. Made lasting. And, every man did.

Who, or rather, what are those men defining the women of today? On top of that organization of women? Making the woman one? "The woman is the women's worst enemy."

Get lucky.

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My compounds

Ai have now made a presentation of all my compounds, speaking of compositions, on vaccinius.com, and my feeling is like the feeling aI had when aI made all symbols in Words for Windows my own, and later made all symbols of OpenOfiice Writer my own. You see. Ai am very satisfied, and aI am highly impressed by the performances of that, or those, orchestra(s), which aI believe in fact is done by my relatives, which is the “trønder”. Right? Get it.

Ai feel my music is performed by the “Luftforsvarets musikkorps” in Trondheim, combined with musicians from the symphony orchestra of the town. “Luftforsvarets musikkorps” is the “Air Defence Brass Corpse”.

The violin excitement, though, aI feel is performed by a specific group of females. The string quartet, that is. Ai made a “favourite” once, in one of my browsers, to those in question, and now aI cannot find it. It does not matter. The performances are wonderful, and God knows.

You will find the compounds labelled “<b>♪♫♪ Compounds</b> in the English part of the site.

There are some specific notices, aI believe, speaking of those compounds. The fact aI make wonderful songs together with wonderful compositions is apart from this. You know, God is in charge, and Jesus Christ is He.

<ol border=”0”><li>The use of the trombone in “<b>8th of March</b>” is enthusiastic. You must understand, the trombone stands in an energy together with the trumpet. And this composite is made for women, right?</li>

<li>The change of key from major to minor in “<b>Rainbow</b>” is funny. It is effectfull. As we say in Norwegian. “How dare you,” that is</li>

<li>The change of key made by the winds in “<b>Marions motiv</b>” is exceptional, and a thing to do which aI found worthy already in my first short composition, being “<a href=”https://soundcloud.com/anders-woje-ellingsen/lolita”>Lolita</a>”.</li>

<li>The engagement of different groups of the orchestra, being the winds and the brass and the strings, not counting the drums, is effectfull.</li>

<li>The stupid engagement of the flute is interesting. You know, the flute covers it all. And aI make it pointing. And: Also the trumpet aI make pointing.</li>

<li>The wonderment of strings cannot be disputed in my compositions. Those are bearing, and make wonders on their own.</li>

<li>The use of the cello in my compositions is specific, and made to get that instrument noticed.</li>

<li>My music is not named preludes, not interludes, not emiludes. My music is what the title says.</li>

<li>Ai have presented my early short compositions in my compounds. Ai love those.</li></ol>

Thank, you.


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Wednesday, 13 May 2020

The way to go

You know, future is nothing, though futile, if you are an idiot servile. And making you so is by Satan, this of the affair just to straighten. So, be an exempt to the devil, by which you are poor and just evil. And go to the Lord and say, look! I this mission of mine undertook!

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The gentleman - in my mind

One just cannot be on the defensive
opposing what there is offensive.
Norwegians world that thing has taught.
As a matter of fact, it was fought.

And, no end to it, there is of power
which wants to be upper to lower.
Damn it. You know, gentle is not
a position for idiot got.

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Homecoming

To go home in a way is a ladder, by which one makes builds on the past, guarding faith in the Lord like an adder, the holy prospective, at last. One makes days without knowing it, really, as the seven, which really are ten, and one might come in sight a bit silly, and gentle, in eyes of some men.

There are ten words to guide and make public. They all are one's reason to live. And the life is not tragic or comic. To live is the Lord meant to give. And when reaching the tenth, it is finger, the middle of those five to raise. And two fingers in that one will linger. And two will be giving one's praise.

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Thursday, 7 May 2020

Make a choice

If a question, to live or let die,
as one thinks of as matter of why,
there is where, there is wherefore and when,
there is what, there is how, there is then.

Most important, some would state, is who.
Anyone cannot wonderments do.
Ourselves, we would say it is fraud
to make up and pursue demigod.

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Monday, 4 May 2020

In the difficult situation

If subjected to torture, do not say a word. Those against you are not there for you to be heard. Those against you are there as to dry land the sea, and will certainly not make out your cup of tea.

At the shore, at the beach, there is pleasure to reach. And when doing the ocean, to sail it will teach. When in motion, though, sea is the power of earth. Any way to persuade it is no use of worth.

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Monday, 13 April 2020

Colosseum

Colosseum I think of as being encompassed, and tight on the top, as the power found pallaced. We know all the pain which found place in the middle, to see what was wrong not exactly a riddle. And all the round had to agree to let loose. And there was nothing for gladiator to choose. So, that thing we must ban, to get hold of a man, with no chance to escape, is to see to he can.

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Rainbow

Ai have today published a composite for violas on MuseScore, on the address of mine given MuseScore, which is musescore.prixnix.com. The composite is made up of three shorter pieces made earlier, and starts with "Kattem i farta", which aI originally wrote for (electrical) piano. Ai also included "Natasha" and "The colour green", which aI wrote for the string quartet. Ai feel this work is somewhat fundamental.

Ai am amazed by the performance. It is fantastic to hear what those musicians do.


Rainbow by Vaccinius

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Friday, 10 April 2020

Be true

By those values and ways one will always pretend,
and the failure is, one will do so to the end.
One will only be true by the failure to do.
And the called ones are many, the chosen ones few.

It is kind, what to choose, not the bad to let loose.
If by heart one pretends, one's affair is abuse.
And, the Lord judges hearts, so, take heed, and be kind,
and we all know to be is the proper to mind.

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Share

The revenge is by God, is by what we call Life.
So, if you have done wrong, being girl, son or wife,
in the body of Christ you will be a dismiss
which the Lord makes, if not poor and humble, your kiss.

To the ones being hurt and mistreated and killed,
what is true, having their obligations fulfilled,
is not power, so got, though the feeling of joy.
One is with or against, and not death to employ.

[ Made the Good Friday of 2020 ]

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Circumstance

Last night, aI made a post, in Norwegian, on my blog called Blogg Prixnix, labelled blogg.prixnix.com, called “Nå er det 9ende april”. Ai hope you got to read it. Ai believe the post might serve as an eye catch, regarding the immanent perspective of the Norwegian culture. And even if there is much more to it, regarding World War II, it says something about Norwegian human nature and pride.

What, by me, has happened the latest 23 years, has had impact, on the world. Remember, culture always is love, and some people in it, who are against. And please know, to distinguish between “last” and “latter”, or “latest”, is a bit strange, in Norwegian. So, we are not the same.

And, the third thing to acknowledge, is that new generations have come to life, and even if the look of a culture, as such, persists, both to and fro making it, those generations have come to life in demands and expectations of the world forming it differently, a bit, from how people before us were formed. That thing “what counts” changes with times, though, this is to say: Love persists, whatever what, and again, there are those seeing themselves as opposites.

Right now, aI feel an expectation to admit the partaking in my life which is not formal, and which is intrusion and hidden, by what is afforded by signals made by people around me, collectively, changes made on my creations on the computer, directing me, sounds directed against my apartment, letting me know, and tasks given me, as hypnotized. Ai admit; a new generation, raised in a terrible time, affordably may think, why not. Ai mean, obviously aI get ideas from what aI experience, and obviously my creations grow in complexity, with time.

And you know, you cannot be good by being bad. This is true whatever circumstance, whatever perspective, since there is this person to relate to.

If aI, subjected to evil will, is forced to react and appear off hand, or off the record (in Norwegian, we say, “på sparket”), aI myself cannot chew cud, so to speak. Ai become like the swine. Ai cannot relate. And, when so, there is, for God, nothing to justify. Right?

Our Lord is Jesus Christ. Any one calling himself Christian will be the body of Jesus Christ. What aI am, one may speculate, upon, and you know, it is the pleasure of mine to destroy perspectives, for to make another. The thing, though, is: Ai am part of the body of Christ.

It is my feeling, the cream of the people of Norway, of today, is killed, by Satan, literally, or mentally, brutally, by torture and by cowardliness. There is, though, time, and latter and latest, as such is. Take care.

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Monday, 6 April 2020

Blasphemy

If the urge to achieve is the struggle for life,
of the fittest survival is due in that strife.
There can be no such question as love to be true
when the reason for living is primal to do.

If one ridicules tension in life, as it is,
what to be in to come is required by this.
This is blasphemy. This is precisely the thing
not to make. What to make is the gladness to bring.

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Friday, 3 April 2020

Snow

There is snow in the forest, and snow on the road,
and to one of them only, quite heavy, the load,
and one thinks about being, and being at rest,
and one thinks about being by snow put to test.

To be road is so stupid, so futile a way,
and united with all, so at war with the day.
In the forest, though, snow in the track is just nice,
and today, as admittance, one fine, white disguise.

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Thursday, 2 April 2020

What history will show

History will show that this Satan in power the latest years is the unification of women led by a group of men, presumably varying who were. Men, who wanted to be in control of the earth, using that mass of women, stupid as it is, destroyed by sin, to master any individual, by the means of information storing on computers. And aI feel the cruelty which has been done is horrific. And aI feel fathers are looking the other way. And all this, because people wanted to have their genitals caressed.

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Sadism

You all know, sadism is a want to treat others the way one feels one should be treated oneself. So, sadism is explainable, scientifically. It has with sin to do. A bit complicated it is, though, not much, and when getting it, one feels sorry for the person. And this, perhaps, is where psychology should acknowledge the shortcoming of psychology, and look to sociology. Precisely this instance. A bit complicated it is, and never the less. Man is not stupid. Scientists are not stupid. And, when looking at it, much is explainable.

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Wednesday, 25 March 2020

Law and order

For the woman to be safe, productive, and attractive, there must be laws governing life, and for laws to be, there must be constitution. The world as such cannot be constituted. The constitution of the world as such is what historically have been pointed at, from different angles, as the Law of Nature. And the Law of Life is the Law of Moses, specifically the Ten Commandments. This is the Law of God.

Also in the times of Norse mythology there were laws. And there were “ting”, that is “things”, that is assemblies of men, serving as law making assemblies, as assemblies voting for rulers, and as courts. Such could, for instance, banish a man, that is to make “fredløs”, in Norwegian. And the case is, since there was no constitution, to be “fredløs” meant one was all on his own, totally alone, without any possibility to settle or to get noted. And from the times of the Vikings, there are no histories of mothers, or of specific work of women. The Norwegian author Sigrid Undset, born in the beginning of the 19th century, acknowledged that, and wrote this famous novel called “Kristin Lavransdatter”, with theme from the beginning of the Christian area in Norway. And in that book she pointed to the fact laws are essential. Further south, in Europe, and earlier in history, we had Italy and Rome. And surviving, among whatever, are the words of Caesar, being “hic rhodus, hic salta”. Ai believe that word in a way difficult to grasp for me was funny, to the ears hearing it. Ai believe all words in Latin beginning with the letter “rho” had a specific feeling, attached. To Scandinavians, it is funny the word “rar” seems to come from Latin “rarus”. And there was Rome, which differs to Rhodus only by the ending. So, aI guess, thinking about it, those Latin speaking men came to think Caesar by those words suggested something.

In Norse mythology, and also in old Greek and Latin, there was a certain foundation, for laws, in the beliefs making up the mythology. And there was a belief there was a good place, in Norse mythology one of two good places, aI believe, to go to after death, and there was a bad place to go to after death. Those mythologies could not be grounding, though. There were perspectives, there were conflicting stories, and there were gods fighting each other. And Kristin Lavrandsdatter, in Sigrid Undset's famous book, ended up with a pilgrimage to the grave of Olav the Holy, in what is now Trondheim, who was the second of two kings in succession Christening Norway.

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Friday, 13 March 2020

Minimum age

Eleven and twelve years old children are teenagers. Have you thought of that? Thirteen is the third from ten, and fourteen the forth from ten, and so forth, so eleven, being the elevated, is first from ten, and twelve the second. Nevertheless, those two are minors, considered to be so also numerically. Thinking of children by flesh and blood, this give sense, since most children reach age by thirteen, even if some do by thirteen, and some do by fifteen. Numerically, it has not with symbolic meaning of numbers to do. It has to do with the fact after ten there is a new start. And the two initial steps are relieved from the previous, constituting, as they are.

The word "twelve" reminds us of "twice". Right.

Speaking of children, by flesh and blood, it is a mastery to be sexually attractive, and by that, to be able to bear children, both spiritually speaking, and speaking of babies by flesh and blood, or to give life to such. In Norway, the age of maturity, legally, has been eighteen years. That is, the age of consent. The minimum age of sexual allowance has perhaps been a bit lower. The thing is, after contraceptives, historically speaking, this has become so. One might discuss the point of that. My point is, that to the woman, sexual intercourse is an intrusion. And, to the man, sexual intercourse is an intrusion. And, it is worth while for citizenship to come to an agreement of what the rule should be, speaking of minimum age. My own thinking, is that by fourteen, most girls are sexually attractive. In my opinion, fourteen, though, is too young for minimum age to be. That girl should have learned what it means to be sexually attractive to men, and that she has learned when she reaches fifteen.

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Tuesday, 10 March 2020

Fridtjof Nansen

[ Source: The New Encyclopædia Britannica, the year of 2002 ]

Words of Nansen:

"Any union in which the one people is restrained in exercising its freedom is and will remain a danger."

Fridtjof Nansen (1861 - 1930) was and is a super hero of Norway. He was an explorer, a scientist, and a statesman, and made lasting impacts on all fields.

As statesman and humanitarian he was engaged in 1905, when Norway left the union with Sweden, and he was the first Norwegian minister in London, from 1906 until 1908. He was head of the Norwegian commission to the United States during World War I. The Norwegian delegation to the first assembly of the League of Nations in 1920 was headed by Nansen, and he remained to be one of the outstanding members of the assembly until his death.

"On July 5, 1922, on Nansen's initiative, an international agreement was signed in Geneva introducing the identification card for displaced persons known as the 'Nansen passport'."

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My own addition:

The Nansen passport saved many a life. The thing is, as refugee, one has no belonging. No residence, and no citizenship. Nansen was representative for the League of Nations when the passport was released. The League of Nations, though, was no country. The world is not a culture, and in no way may grant security. Nansen, though, was what one might call a "seeker", proven to be. Identity by citizenship to that is another way.

Friday, 6 March 2020

That obstruction

There is always resistance. When climbing a ladder, one gets afraid of loosing it, falling down. What now ..., one thinks. What is behind the next step ... And the devil takes advantage of this weakness of will, and signifies it, and certificates your being as something worth banishing. So, the children of Israel initially failed by the eleventh son, being Josef. And the disciples of Jesus initially failed turning to apostles by Judas Iscariot. And one may loose it Saturday night, by the party. One almost always thinks one step further.

So, the three, about to turn to four, may not give fruit. Four has with fruit to do. In Norwegian, four is "fire", which also is "(to) launch". Four is not five, thinking of six, as it is, so perhaps four will not be live. Five thinks of seven, quite questioning heaven. And six might be parked in an opposition of two threes. There you are. Nine thinks of eleven, and eleven has with elevating to do. So, there are three times three. Eleven thinks of thirteen, and sees itself as elevated, being one more than up to ten.

And there is no rule, to it. It is just this matter of life. Climb the ladder, and you know, there is a chance of falling down.

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Saturday, 29 February 2020

Ai have nothing to say

Ai have nothing to say. We have the same expression in Norwegian, that is "aI have nothing to say," or "he has nothing to say," being "jeg har ingen ting å si," or "han har ingen ting å si." So, aI give up. Which is a rational choice. And, for the future aI will decorate, make drawings, and maybe a composition, if aI really feel for it. Reference: The Prime Idea.

This is a statement, and aI formulate it here, in English, because aI understand the whole world is following me, cowardly hiding.

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Benefit

This is my farewell to the web site dVerse. Take care!

Somewhat to say is not so bad.
To write it down you surely may.
You miss the pen you also had.
Somewhat to say is not so bad.

The spear, to king, is making glad.
To night, the mourning is to day.
Somewhat to say is not so bad.
To write it down your surely may.

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A link to this poem is posted on the blog hop of dVerse at the post Almost a triolet.

A Bitly link to this post is: http://bit.ly/389JSmz .

Thursday, 27 February 2020

Call

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Let us make an excemption!

Internet is fantastic. Internet is a wonderful idea, and it has become an arena for showing love, exploitation, and getting together. Let us, by (the) internet make an exemption!

In any country, when electricity was invented, it took no time before electricity was made a national concern, and security measures were established, so that one had to be educated to create, and given to establish. And, when the car was invented, it took no time before roads were established, by governments, certificates were established, for to use those cars, and in a short while, historically speaking, those cars became so complicated, one had to be an engineer, or somewhat, to shift oil on that car. Ai'd say: Let internet be an exemption!

It is my idea peoples, by governments, should make harbours on internet, safe, and solid. In that way, by visiting cultures on internet, we might get to know each other. There should be nothing above, exempt international maintenance. And besides of it, perhaps pirates. You know, we have come to think romantically about those pirates. There should, though, not be too complicated to make personal show-off's on internet. That is my idea. Right now, CSS and HTML is the thing. And, as one affords in Blogger, and also in WordPress, by the paid account, by a little knowledge one should be able, on internet, to make show-off! To be creative. To be, somewhat. A web page is not a car. Google, for example, is not a company affording electricity. And, people are not stupid. What matters, is not internet, and web pages. What matters, really, is the hug.

The goat of mine

The goat of mine in light of The Prime Idea :

1. Questioning:
What is going on ...

2. Thinking:
What is on ...

3. Knowing:
One thing leads to another ...

4. Denying:
One step further ...

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Wednesday, 26 February 2020

Make me outrageous ...

One cannot argue, to make a devil repent. A devil will always question your hold, or your argumentation. Considering what has taken place, the latest years, and the turn of times, though, one thing is quite for sure: What is violation of national law is violation of national law, and a law cannot be in contradiction to other laws, and a law cannot have retroactive power. Also, secret laws are contrary to any constitution, by which peoples are “us” or “we”. And, a nation without constitution is foolishness.

Ai think of maturity. Ai think of legal age, and aI think of pervasion. In Latin, which the word “perverse” comes from, to be perverse (adjective) is “as the being, though turn”. In the art of poetry, we today distinguish between verses and real poetry. Verse is more like what you make to a birthday party, with no power of meaning, and it is seldom metered.

In the Law of Moses, there are death sins formulated to be, having with pervasion to do. The case is, man (grasp man as the case of human being) should not be isolated, or made contrary. The case is, small children are always “man”. Boys are as aspiring before they are, and girls are making man valid before they are sexually attractive, to the one of heart, and that is when they are able to give life. The Law of Moses is crystal clear: “You shall not lie with a male as with a woman. It is an abomination.“ (Leviticus 18:22) The woman is singularity, when of age being married, giving life to the Son. Get it. Man.

By Jesus Christ, a turn was made. The ingenious man was acknowledged. That means, the Bible verse above, stating “a male” in earlier times would be “man”. As simple as that. Grasp adultery. Making that common; that society, that nation, that human kind yours, feeling like God by the power of your flesh. And get it: That little girl, twelve years old, is man.

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Tuesday, 25 February 2020

Act

Has anyone ever heard of the lioness being made a role model or a symbol of reign? The lioness is no prey, in the nature. Making her ruling would, though, be a joke. The group of lionesses hunt together. The lionesses isolate, pursue, and kill, and they do so together. And, can one imagine anything more evil, in life, than to be subjected to such a thing? Being taken by a desert storm? Being taken by an avalanche? Can one imagine anything more evil than being subjected to pack?

The lion is, in Norway, as in Sweden, and also in Denmark, a symbol of majesty. The reference is the Bible, were Jesus Christ is referred to as the lion of Judea. Ai remember having seen, on Norwegian television, maybe ten years ago, it was stated a lion had fought against two rivals, and was left with a deadly wound by his stomach tore open. There were no pictures of the fight, though pictures of two lions said to seek the family of lions, and we saw pictures of the lion seeking relief in a pit, said to be after the fight. And, it cannot be correct. The lion fights alone. The idea of majesty dependent on anyone else is ridiculous, and in the family of animals, against natural order. Two lions together ruling a family is unheard of.

ArtistThere is, though, the female artist. The creator, being woman, not man, composing, affording wisdom, affording poetry, or drawing and painting. Which she does alone, ruling, as she does. And, she can have the heart of the lion. She can be born in the star sign of the lion, and she can look like the lion. And that, she thinks, is rather amusing.

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Saturday, 22 February 2020

That master view

The common master view on success, aI believe, is having capacity, doing leadership, producing directives, that is, being a capacity, being a leader, being a direct. By so being, one is considered to be clear, and the strength of it is given by the unquestionable nature of the beginning of it, that is, the capacity.

This way of thinking, though, is a failure. This way of thinking is a failure since every incident, every step on the way, is built, as things, so that all those considerations relies on something, empowering by keeping up. So, we can formulate a fourth consideration, being that thing giving form and function, and let us call it safety. By that, we can investigate this thing by The Prime Idea:

Autogenous reality: Capacity
Endogenous reality: Leadership
Exogenous reality: Directness
Extragenous reality: Safety

The first thing to notice, is that extragenous reality in this case itself is a thing. So, it is an object, in military terms. As such, it itself needs what it is, being safety, and multiplying that thing, being safety for the sake of safety, one gets exhausted.

The second thing to notice, is that being a closed circle, this mastery is questionable. Why not "let go".

The third thing to notice, is the horror of it. What is one up to, insisting on this thing. If one instead had suggested "ready - steady - go," one would have ignited a smile, and maybe a laugh.

And, the forth thing to notice, is that what is completely safe is also completely dead.

So, one should not be impressed, by this thing, even if powerful, lissom. The Jude formulated the remedy to the nonsense of nonsense, and said, with a smile: Chew the cud!

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Friday, 21 February 2020

History

Thinking of the word "compute", it is a bit interesting to me, being not English, to see that the activity "computing" has three relatives, so that the four of them can be ordered as follows:

Committing [ Autogenous reality ]
Commuting [ Endogenous reality
Computing [ Exogenous reality ]
Comparing [ Extragenous reality ]

One might perceive history by these concepts.

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Thursday, 20 February 2020

Farewell - idiots

If killing conscience is your goal,
you go for man devoid of soul.
That man cannot the fire lit.
To electrons he is not fit.

He can do nothing, by himself,
besides the evil, to the elf.
And when that man you really reach,
you are forgotten, not to teach.

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Tuesday, 18 February 2020

It is great

Mark my words. This is great;

"For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life." (John, 3;16)

In Norwegian:

"For så høyt har Gud elsket verden at han ga sin Sønn, den enbårne, for at hver den som tror på ham, ikke skal gå fortapt, men ha evig liv."

This passage of the Bible is just not a rendering of what took place. This passage of the Bible is just not a formulation of what Jesus stated. This is a call; and awakening to those able to receive. It is in order to think John really was the disciple Jesus loved. This book of the Bible has been thought of as by John, for hundreds of years. And in Norway, that specific passage goes in the name of "the little Bible". Mark the word "for". It is not liable The Son of Man should rationalize, saying s'mthing like "that is because."

Also it is great, the Bible is to be found on internet, in many versions, on *Bible Gateway. Different versions of the Bible might give different views, reading specific passages. A version false, though, would not sell. Also, it is great a Norwegian publishing company affords the Bible of their's for free, on internet. That text above is taken from the internet site of Bibelselskapet, called *Bibel.no.

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Saturday, 15 February 2020

To the past

Today, that man in Kattem, who aI do not know, though meet, incidentally, which he, much to my amusement makes me aware of, and who, aI have seen, regularly attains the local Church, and who have made me aware of those certain Latin expressions, which aI have stated something about at home.trixnix.com, said to me, "feelings". Ai met him at my way to the store. And he acknowledged my beautiful hat, or rather cap, being "lue" in Norwegian, in this case, and speaking about it, he said something making me aware of "feelings". ," Okey ..?

,"okey ... "Feelings" is "sensibilis" in Latin, and "(the) feeling" has with "sensus" to do. Reality. Getting it. In both Norwegian and in English, though, one says "so it is" (in Norwegian: Sånn er det.) Distance. Get it? Sense, and sensibility, is to relate to. Being civilized. Which, the Romans were not.

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Friday, 14 February 2020

Future

You know, it is work to do, to make music. To get it, that opening, is God given. To make a composition, of it, though, is work. And now, aI feel am am finished, with it. Also, aI feel aI am finished affording wisdom. Ai think, aI am finished with that subjective reality, "The Prime Idea" in mind. Ai have done what is is possible, aI believe, and even if my music is basic, because of the work of the psychiatrists, it is plain. And simple. To Hell with it, that Satan. And now, aI think, aI will colour my drawings, so to speak. Ai will indeed take the step from objective to ideal reality by drawing, and by learning how to paint, maybe. That is not so much work. Work, when incapacitated and immobilized, is a bit exhausting. And, poetry can be colourful. Images. Painting, so to speak. And, Satan will hate it. Not his thing to kill. Of course, since aI am hypnotized, drawings and such might be destroyed, as such have been. That is your will. And, that is your thing. Wanting that. Not mine, for sure. So, maybe we should rest in that, aI will go to Paradise, and you will go to to Hell?

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Twitter and me

Today, aI have renewed my account on Twitter on the address @Vaccinius. Ai intend to make it my English account, again, my Norwegian account being @Overblikk. Also, aI have seen to it, my tweets on @Overblikk are public. Also, my tweets on @Vaccinius are public.

On Twitter, obviously devils are posting in my name, obviously granted to do so by devils in Twitter. Ai am except from seeing the activity. Ai want this to be put to an end, and people put to justice.



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If opposite

if opposite
everything is

being
opposite of what is appearing
opposite of what is said to be

become
is so stating
in war with itself
by stating the opposite –
opposed to what is stated

opposite
of being opposed
by being opposed

opposite to being opposed
opposite from being opposed

such will
of and by and to and fro
any imaginable reason
go to hell

because
they really live by the rule
there is no reason
and that is the reason
for their being
and for their behaviour

if for
to be opposite
one must be of or by or to or fro
and that
is not opposite

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Wednesday, 12 February 2020

My rule

Satan has seen to it "The law of Vaccinius" is deleted from Poet on view, and aI cannot find the text on my computer. Ai don't remember if aI wrote it in English or in Norwegian.

The Ten Commandments will always count, until the end of times. Speaking of actions taken, there are four commandments, specifically. These are:

  • Do not commit adultery.
  • Do not kill.
  • Do not steal.
  • Do not lie.

Lying is to disqualify truth. Lying is to ridicule love, given by human beings, and to make justice void, as worth- and valueless. Any other of these commandments points to this blasphemy, ridiculing beings by the Holy Spirit, and making justice worth- and valueless, as occurrence is. Blasphemy will never be forgiven. There is no excuse for blasphemy, and there is no way one can do good what has been done.

Corruption and torture are the main concerns, in any way such may occur, and should be the primary aim of the state, speaking of moral, to address, by law. That is, of any state, by any people.

Hypnotizing and breaking of individuals are the two worst offences there is. Close to, comes child abuse, and rape. Those are specific, and those are the enlightening acts, speaking of violating the Ten Commandments.

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Monday, 10 February 2020

Dictatorship

Dictators have no heart of mind.
None has a will complex.
Dictators never show up kind.
One only thinks of sex.

Attention is no more than treat
and future is a waste.
What counts is here and now to beat.
And rule is always haste.

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Friday, 7 February 2020

A poem by Beverly Crawford

Kindly let me introduce you to a poem by an American lady called Beverly Crawford. She has lived for more than eighty years, she knows what is behind, and says she is properly raised. And she has opinions of what came to be, speaking of the world, today. This poem is to be found in an interview of her *here. And her blogging, speaking of poetry, is to be found *here.

THE ME GENERATION

It’s the “me” generation
It’s in vogue to please yourself
The idea is highly touted
In the books upon the shelf.
Self-fulfillment, self-enrichment
Look out for number one
If it works so well, I wonder
Where happiness has gone?

The divorce rate is steadily climbing
And many are at the end of their rope
Are we so busy feeding our egos
We’re running out of cope?
Our houses are growing larger
At quite an alarming rate
First we have to find one another
Before we can communicate.

Our children grow up with a sitter
Who has problems of her own
When we decide to spend time with them
We find they’re nearly grown.
The men are at the golf course
And the women at the pool.
And the children leave the sitter’s
And go to nursery school.

The husbands go to the mens’ clubs
The wives go to the spas.
Are they so busy self-developing
They forget the way it was
When love was new and joyous
And each lived for the other
And finding time together
Wasn’t such an awful bother?

Could it be we had the answer
In the not so long ago
When we weren’t hung up on possessions
And what we had for show?

When our concern was more for others
And we loved our fellow man
And we weren’t too busy self-developing
To lend a helping hand?

Could self-denial be fulfilling
And self-control enriching too?
Is it just we have the self misplaced.
I wonder, is that true?

There’s a very great difference
Between what we want and what we need
And what we call desire to achieve
Is perilously close to greed.

It seems what we wear not who we are
Is what it’s all about
But ugly is still ugly
If it comes from inside out.

We’re all looking for the answers
And there’s little else to say
But, if we reassessed our values
Would happy come back one day?

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Tuesday, 4 February 2020

The psychopath

The psychopath will qualify
and intimately certify
your being by your nature right.
The psychopath is scared of light.

The psychopath will have it so
that you are dead as way to go.
When so, you cannot be a threat.
The psychopath is human death.

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Sunday, 2 February 2020

Accountability

When resurrection comes to mind
one does not think of being kind.
One thinks of soul and love, of course,
though, thinks of mind, the heart, the source.

Self-standing is the life of it.
Self-standing is the being fit.
To be one, in the world, is cost.
And even if, will not be lost.

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Saturday, 1 February 2020

Self-irony counts

If one comes out devoid of light
because of one's rancour and fight.
that is, unable light to make,
one is a failure, not a fake.

And rancid is the failure got,
ill-blood the nature, lively not.
From there to life is just one way.
That is for child to be the gay.

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Friday, 31 January 2020

Genius

gladiators
gemini giving gift
graciously gone
gladness

growing
gratitude
or
grace

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This poem aI have put a link to on the blog hop of dVerse
| here |.

Thursday, 30 January 2020

Not my kind

If you don't get it, what aI state,
an imbecile you are, to date
quite up to, one would rather say,
since any luck you just obey.

You are a nuisance, to the past,
an apprehension not to last.
You see, one must with me agree.
One must agree, the world to see.

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Wednesday, 29 January 2020

To be it

If annoyed with your feet
and you cannot be sweet
since your temper is so
that to kill is to go,
your are not in control
and devoid of your soul,
as your heart is a miss
by which danger is kiss.
Then one cannot give you
any labour to do.
You will not make it good,
what is work, understood.
You will only be bad
in a way given sad,
way perceived to be fit
for the being of it.
And another is what
to make current, you've got.
To be it is not life.
To be it is just strife.
To be it is a thing
which annoyance will bring.

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Monday, 27 January 2020

Wildly wet

If rain is pouring on the ground
there might not be an ocean found.
Perhaps the earth absorbs the rain,
and labels it, to heal the pain.

If in amount, though, rain comes down,
no chance the earth comes out as grown.
As devastated it appears,
with damage, and a sea of fears.

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Being wild

The forestry, as being wild,
cannot be said to be not styled.
Nature.
Culture.
Portion.
Motion.
Placing.
Facing.
And clearing it, one makes it true,
the immanent for it to do.
The animal, though, on the ground,
will not on any spot be found.

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This poem aI have posted a link to on the blog hop of dVerse
| here |.

Friday, 24 January 2020

Motivation

When one is in for trouble,
one should not trouble double.
Instead of being sorry,
consider for to worry.

Alarmed
when harmed,

not you
to do,

the sad,
the being bad,
the effortless affair
of tried and proven being pair.

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Sea sons

The four sea sons are not the same
around the world, as if just game
for the idea to carry on.
There are though four which power won.

The spring, and summer, winter's fall,
called autumn, as if being all.
The power got is way to be,
not specific, the way to free.

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Thursday, 23 January 2020

That detail

There is a detail nowhere found, I think;
the love a child an adult shows as sweet,
as when it plays when standing on her feet
and gives, to penetrate, of eye a blink.

Such detail never falls for in to sink.
It takes no place, there is no form to treat,
there is no passion for the heart to beat.
It is not even jolly, as the wink.

Man, can you do like this, she says, and smiles,
and pulls her right leg up as if by styles.
One sees, and thinks of entrance to one's mind.

One might think she, like that, not many miles
can go, and if, that thought one never files,
that detail, nowhere to be found, as kind.

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Ai have posted a link to this sonnet on the blog hop of dVersehere |.

Blogger and the use of CSS and HTML

By the blog service afforded, the company Blogger permits the blogger to manipulate the template of the blog by the use of CSS, and, in fact, also by the use of HTML. That means, the look, and the functions, also, of the blog given can be totally altered. Ai will not state an opinion of what future should be like, in that respect, just state that it has been a journey, an education, and a life, in a way, to be able to manipulate the blogs of mine by the scarce resources aI have.

To the one who knows a little HTML, and CSS, though, dare not to enter the template of the blog, by Blogger is afforded the possibility to add codes in the "Theme" adjusting page. That is nice. Those arguments, or definitions, of code, there placed, will be added to the template at the bottom. You see, if there are two codes which defines something different, the last one counts. If one makes use of this possibility and later manipulate the template itself, though, those codes will vanish from that page and in fact show up at the bottom of the template. On my way, learning, aI have been there, done that, many a time. And, today aI cleaned Blog © Trixnix, Blogg Prixnix, and Mix Prix Nix, in that respect, and aI also looked over Prixnix.com. Ai moved those codes put at the bottom of the template up where they belong, and saw to it no conflicts there were. Some of my other Blogger sites still have that addition at the bottom of the template, though, aI believe, and it will not be cost effective, aI think, to change all blogs. Ai think they may pass, anyway. My intention is and has always been to make the template tidy. Even with my scarce knowledge, aI have a clue about what should come first, and what technically should be done in the template and in the "Theme" adjusting page for the blog to be original. Ai wanted the engineer looking at the style sheet of the blog to think, this is in order.

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Monday, 20 January 2020

Certitude

Wherever there is certitude, is power. Look at the team of the infantry, how well the team members know their weapons and their equipment, how well they are drilled in acting and cooperation, and how finite the work of such a team is. There is no question about it: There is certitude, and power. There is competence, efficiency, and result orientation, and it is not a machine, that team, and it is not a bureaucratic organization. It is not an organic entity, it is not a cell. It is not a book, it is not a house, it is none of these. It is no such thing. It is certitude. Power. It is competence, efficiency, and result orientation. Meeting such an entity will set you out unless you are one yourself. There is no question about it; either you give up, or you die. Men. And please, understand: The machine gun is of more worth than the one having it.

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This is a prosa text aI have written for dVerse, posted on the prompt of the blog post here. By the prompt a text of 144 words are called for. Ai chose to make it 160.

Friday, 17 January 2020

To be

There goes the line, and it to be is so
That it become, the mark, this so to say
Is so to speak, I pray, and way to go.
The last line, out of question, goes to way.
To be by that become, I stand here viewed,
And nude, Thou precious Lord of mine,
Though, thee, my audience, the nude
Examines desirously as bottom line.
And, keep, one says, your glory and your state,
'Tis atmosphere, the keeping of the play.
Though, there, My Lord, I truly made a gate.
And damned to be I face another day.
Discuss, discuss, the life of ours says.
My Lord, that line, may child and future bless.

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Ai have put a link to this poem on the blog hop of dVersehere |.

This is a Shakespearean sonnet, also called English sonnet. So, the form fits the message.

Thursday, 16 January 2020

Take heart

I can and will not understand your will to torture, be at hand to your perception of the earth attractive if it is of worth. Perhaps there is a detail made which need to change to fit the grade. Perhaps a road, for to be fine, must go through mountains, breaking line. Efficiency, together one, demands a certain instance done. To be itself, though, certainly, the flesh should be, so truthfully.

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Wednesday, 15 January 2020

To be

The turn to nine with twelve ahead
is not for people being dead,
is not for those who think of change
as earth and world to rearrange.

Think of the corn which turns to bread.
Think of the vine. It is not dead
when grape has left for life to give.
They all new lives on earth will live.

Think of the artists, who by spring
began to draw, began to sing,
how tensed and curious they were,
how confident they will appear.

Think of the child which turns to eight,
that autumn, how it carries freight.
To be is not a gift to get.
To be is not as present set.

And more than this, think of the Lord,
whom any of us should afford,
as step by step, foundations made,
until we learn to hit the grade.

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Monday, 13 January 2020

The fast prints of mine

Ai intend to sell the fast prints of mine presented on flickr.prixnix.com, as signed. The ones aI only sign, without numbering, and without dating, aI plan to sell for 1000 NKr, in currency known to me. Fastprints aI date and number aI will sell for the prices stated on each of the fast prints on Flickr.

People broken, that is people tortured and exploited after having lost sight, will, of course, get as many fast prints signed as they ask for, without making any payment. The same counts for people having been hypnotized and exploited as such. The people from these aI become related to, personally, will of course also get as many signed, dated and numbered fast prints they ask for, without any payment involved.

What the kiss

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Monday, 6 January 2020

Another try

As you can see, Satan made a permanent error, on the eyebrow, so it has no value. If anyone takes it, aI will tear it apart. Ai like the drawing, though, and the model is recognizeable, aI believe.



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Sunday, 5 January 2020

By the Father

When to be is being, the being is all right. The try it will be freeing, and not for value fight. And Jesus will acknowledge the effort being made. And that is not like college. And not to be by grade.

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Being some

It smiles, the being some.
To justice it will come,
a promise, not a chance
for being to enhance.

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Being bad

As any being knows,
the sane, as not which grows,
is that, if being bad,
no point is to be glad.

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Friday, 3 January 2020

No excuse there is

Do one understand nothing? One knows well what was happening in German concentration camps during WW II, thinking of the quasi scientific exploration especially Jews were subjected to. And one is informed about our father's views upon that, and what was stated in the Nürnberg process, not at least regarding following orders. And, one wants to repeat the failure? For to God to insist upon s'mthing? As if stupidity was to be justified?

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Thursday, 2 January 2020

Cowardly

When spitting on the one of truth,
as if foot is not, though by booth,
one makes a choice, and that is so
that feet, in fact, can nowhere go.

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Family

Shouting and screaming is not for the dignified,
however much that perspective is magnified.
When as the boiling one certain is certainly,
nothing is free, and the seeing expectingly.

Drop it, that blockhead, and that simple-mindedness.
Jesus is not quite that boiling behindedness.
Fathers on earth, also they should mere constitute,
calling on fool, – and calling on prostitute.

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Power

Take it or leave it, the fathers exemplified.
Never would they be derived or be dignified.
Whore and Madonna is used, and not personal,
futile, that being, and nothing sensational.

Power is not iron made or betrayal.
Power is not allowance or denial.
Power is gratitude shown, and opinion,
working as being void any dominion.

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Wednesday, 1 January 2020

Blasphemy

Blasphemy can be several things. And that thing "to make look like", excluding people from being able to relate to what truth is, blasphemy is. That is to show contempt for the presupposition of life, that is, the fundamental and basic governing.

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The presence of God

You know, people, God is not present. God is far behind. And it is a question, if it possible to make God present in any other way than being hypnotized or broken. The Children of Israel, when righteous, went "in and out". They, though, were eager. And solid. And got it. The broken ones, and the hypnotized ones, differently, are presented. And, when so, it is up to you, right? Only seldom they will tell you. Most often, they will let you. And, body is not that important to any far behind. And, finding oneself in a circumstance is for Satan to do. So, get it. The broken ones, and the hypnotized ones, are not relieved from their bodies. So, they are somewhere without being in between. That being, though, far behind, which is God, which is Jesus Christ, which were given all power on earth, is using anyone still alive in His power. Right? So, when making flesh of Jesus scream, you are most certainly totally lost.

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