What does it mean when you are surrounded by beautiful things, when the world is full of opportunities and you just can't move? In a time where Earth-like planets are being discovered (http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2013/04/130418140957.htm), where we push ourselves in understanding what is around us, but still we cannot understand ourselves. We hide our insecurities in work and late nights out, but how good is your poker face? The truth is, everyone is entitled to have insecurities and for some, even though they are arrogant and confident people on the outside, one day someone will come along that will take all that down. Why is that we are always subject to an outside object that can easily takes us down? Aren't we good enough?

If we can put a man on the moon, if we can cross oceans and discover continents, then we should be confident and very little should throw us down. It seems human beings like being appreciated so much that it becomes a weakness that eventually catches up. We let this transpire through our pets and our affection with animals. Often, people with socializing limitations quickly get attached to animals...Is it because they like us more than we like them? Is it because they are dependent on us for food and care? If so, why are there so many studies with animal testing? Where is the edge of caring and emotion? Perhaps we are too arrogant to think that caring for something is too different from being emotionally attached...

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Hey my people,

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New blog

Hello everyone!
Not that you are so many to follow my blog :P

Anyone, since I keep trying to put photos in the blog and eblogger is not the best to do it, I've decided to create a new blog just dedicated to photography. My days out, my photo practice, everything like that will be posted in the new one.

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A sunny day in tromsø

The mørketid is gone and Tromsø begins to be full of light. The snow that is still around makes everything even brighter, including people! So I went out the other day for some photography practice, following the advice of my Master Yoda. It's amazing how the Sun affects us all. The energy is all around us and it's so much easier to get up in the morning! Give it a try, go outside and take photos, enjoy your day like nothing else matters. Alone or with a group of friends, being out makes you feel good, especially when you have clear skies and a warm light!
I did it and here is what I recorded from that wonderful day.
Can't wait for the Spring and Summer!!! Camping, trips to the mountains, fishing...it will be great!!!!

"Man skal nevne alle ting med sitt rette navn, og tørr man ikke det i virkeligheten, skal man kunne gjøre det i eventyret." Sitat fra H. C. Andersen.

Eventyr har alltid betydd mye for oss. I eventyret kan vi søke inn i en annen verden, samtidig som vi internaliserer den gode moralen som ligger i eventyrene. Et viktig virkemiddel i sosialisering og undervisning

Snow

Folding the earth in its mantle
Pure and undefiled,
Soft in its own clear whiteness
As the cheek of an innocent child,
The snow o'er the world is falling,
It floats upon the air,
Silent, yet ever restless,
As a child's hands crossed in prayer.

This world is a myst'ry of sorrow,
And dark with sin and woe;
Over its toil and sadness
Thy mantle of mercy throw.
Fold us about, protect us
In Thy garment, spotless white,
As the snow in its silent falling
Is shrouding the earth tonight.

by: Edith Willis Linn Forbes (1865-1945)

The trap of having a soul

I looked at the horizon, saw the distance sea and tried to keep looking forward because I couln't dare to look back. Behind me laid the memories, small pieces of the story of a life. In my soul there is an ocean where words in book seem to disappear, ink burring as they sink into the depths.

A cold breeze hit my skin and I felt the emptiness around me. There was the abyss.

I took a deep breath and I jumped, but not to fall into the deep but to push myself onwards in this swirl, this typhoon that is living in hope that past stays in history and the future remains a mystery. The present will always be a gift.

(Inspired by Critina Letrán http://ricon-desastre.blogspot.com/)