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Walk in Beauty

Musings of a word-shy Jutlander

"Who are you, really?"

The other day I received, through a mutual friend, a greeting from the only person that I remember ever having asked the question in this completely generic form.

Funnily, I do not know if he was really interested in getting to know the truth.

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Quality music in the White House?

In the early weeks of the Obama presidency I read that, among other plans, Barack and Michelle Obama intended to arrange concerts with jazz and chamber music in the residence of the US president. I thought that this sounded great, and I wrote some suggestions. I left the community for which it was originally intended, and it has since been buried in my hard disk, until I decided to publish it here.

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Fading into silence

This blog is dying from indifference. Mine, and that of its potential readers.

There was a time when it was possible for me to nurture the illusion that my writings here, somehow, mattered. Not so anymore.

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Keyword: Truth

If I were to write a list of keywords to my personal reality, honesty and knowledge would not be there, but truth would.

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Bed policy

My bed is barely large enough for me alone, but that does not seem to worry the cat family. At one stage last night all six of them were there:

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Knowing your destiny?

I once read a story about a man who learned, through a mystical experience many years in advance, to know his destiny. He went insane under the burden of his knowledge.

I can relate to that.

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Tuning yourself

If you tighten the string too much, it will snap. And if you leave it too loose, it won't play.



Legend has it that prince Siddharta, later to be known as Buddha, sat at a tree near a river and overheard an old musician telling a pupil this basic truth about strings while they were sailing by on a boat.

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