Thursday, March 26, 2009

FRÖLUNDA

Friday, January 23, 2009

Recipe for Italian Ragu

1 tablespoon olive oil
1 medium onion, chopped
1 clove av garlic crushed
1 stalk celery, chopped
2 medium carrots, grated
1/2 kg (1 lb) lean minced beef
100 gram (4 oz) thick sliced ham, finely chopped
4 tablespoons tomato purée
125 ml (1/4 pt) dry white wine
125 ml (1/4 pt) water
salt and pepper
A little grated nutmeg

1. Heat oil in a pan or a wok, add the onions and garlic, fry for a few moments to soften.
Add the celery and carrots, stir fry for 2 min. lift out.

2. Reheat wok or pan add the beef and stir fry briskly until it is evenly brown.

3. Add the ham with the fried vegetables and all the remaining ingredients. Cover and simmer for 30 minutes.
Serve as required

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Truth

There's the truth and there's the explanations of those who has imposed it on to our very existence. But - I stand and uphold the belief that - There's nothing more valuable than the truth you hold inside. Not always have I walked on the path of faith, they have denied me that, but they could never control that witch I have read, thought and listened. These shapes the entrance guidelines to the paths laid out for a living creatures.
My choice is not to agree with the bigwigs or creators of modern or classic ideology, nor to reject the words that already has been spoken. Then and now.

I wish the world a new awakening, where the ways we look upon it has shifted. For the epiphany of redefinition in how we choose to interpreter the way we live and dies. To have the right and the free hands to our own interpretation of the reality that surround us. To question the reality to witch we persist to cling on to, to just have had one ponder reached your hearth with the stone cold chill of the truth. Release the chained panther to run through new thoughts achieving a more sensible explanation to the distinctiveness the world offers. Tearing down thick wall s of predestined cornerstones old ideas has sprung from, to out of its very mouth regain new foundations declaring the bases of modern societies with modern thoughts.

The old says has lost its power reveling the shadows left behind by people marching through the sewers of modernity. Out of template harvest the global shift already laid its harsh cloak of changes for the future. With its multidimensional simplicity, the modern apprehension of communication, dissolves the traditional slaying and weighing of the truth...

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Saturday, September 27, 2008

Loudon Wainwright III - The Swimming Song

Monday, July 14, 2008

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Last diet of my Life "Low Calorie diet"

I've started a "Low Calorie diet" Thursday 26.06.2008 - On this blog you will be able to follow my progress online.

My Way-in at the start of the Diet is 140 Kg - (308,65 Pounds)!!!
To reach my first goal to loose 24 kg (53 pounds), I am using Modifast a low- calorie food-replacing shakes, as my diet for 12 weeks. I will only eat 1100 calories a day, and only be allowed to drink 2,5 liter (4,5 pints) of fluid per day. And No alcohol but that goes with out saying. As a complement to my daily exercise I use a step counter and the desirable amount of step each day is 10,000.

Next way-in is 11-07.08 at 13.00 CET
During a period of a year my ultimate goal weight is 70 kg (154 Pounds).

26.06.08 Number of steps: 7,367 - 27.06.08 Number of steps: 16,387 - 28.06.08 Number of steps: 10,546 - 29.06.08 Number of steps: 9,918 - 30.06.08 Number of steps: 5,126 - 01.07.08 Number of steps: 5,801 - 02.07.08 Number of steps: 7,555 - 03.07.08 Number of steps: 8,753 - 04.07.08 Number of steps: 7,875 - 05.07.08 Number of steps: 10,753

Friday, June 27, 2008

2008 Summer's best music festival in Sweden

Way Out West
I just booked tickets for this summer's best music festival in Sweden.
Way out West 7-8 August. Among my favorite artist attending is: Grinderman (US/UK/AUS),Franz Ferdinand (UK), Neil Young (CAN), N.E.R.D. (US), The Sonics (US), Sonic Youth (US), Sigur Rós (IS), Sahara Hotnights (SWE), The Flaming Lips (US). Visit there Homepage or their myspacepage for more info.

I will surly update this page with reviews, pic's & music as soon as the festival started.


The Poem of the day

These Poems are by my favorite authors.
Further up and to right, I have publish some of my own Poems. (most of them are in Swedish)

2008-06-16
Commission by Ezra Pound

Go, my songs, to the lonely and the unsatisfied,
Go also to the nerve wracked, go to the enslaved by convention,
Bear to them my contempt for their oppressors.
Go as a great wave of cool water,
Bear my contempt of oppressors.

Speak against unconscious oppression,
Speak against the tyranny of the unimaginative,
Speak against bonds.
Go to the bourgeoise who is dying of her ennuis,
Go to the women in suburbs.
Go to the hideously wedded,
Go to them whose failure is concealed,
Go to the unluckily mated,
Go to the bought wife,
Go to the woman entailed.

Go to those who have delicate lust,
Go to those whose delicate desires are thwarted,
Go like a blight upon the dullness of the world,
Go with your edge against this,
Strengthen the subtle cords,
Bring confidence upon the algae and the tentacles of the soul.

Go in a friendly manner,
Go with an open speech.
Be eager to find new evils and new good,
Be against all forms of oppression.
Go to those who are thickened with middle age,
To those who have lost their interest.
Go to the adolescent who are smothered in family___
Oh how hideous it is
To see three generations of one house gathered together!
It is like an old tree with shoots,
And with some branches rotted and falling.

Go out and defy opinion,
Go against this vegetable bondage of the blood.
Be against all sorts of mortmain.
2008-06-17
Vinterns Blick by Thomas Tranströmer

Jag lutar som en stege och når in
med ansiktet i körsbärsträdets första våning.
Jag är inne i färgernas klocka som ringer av sol.
De svartröda bären gör jag slut på fortare än fyra skator.

Då träffas jag plötsligt av kylan från långt håll.
Ögonblicket svartnar
och sitter kvar som yxans märke i en stam

Från och med nu är det sent.
Vi ger oss avhalvspringande
utom synhåll, ner, ner i det antika kloaksystemet.
Tunnlarna. Där vandrar vi i månader,
halvt i tjänst och halvt på flykt

Kort andakt när någon lucka öppnar sig över oss
och ett svagt ljus faller.
Vi ser uppåt: stjärnhimlen genom avloppsgallret.

2008-06-14
Der Panther By R.M Rilkes

Sein Blick ist vom Vorübergehn der Stäbe
so müd geworden, daß er nichts mehr hält.
Ihm ist, als ob es tausend Stäbe gäbe
und hinter tausend Stäbe keine Welt.

Der weiche Gang geschmeidig starker Schritte,
der sich im allerkliensten Kreise dreht,
ist wie ein Tanz von Kraft um eine Mitte,
in der betäubt ein großer Wille steht.

Nur manchmal schiebt der Vorhang der Pupille
sich lautlos auf. – Dann geht ein Bild hinein,
geht durch der Glieder angespannte Stille –
und hört im Herzen auf zu sein.

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