
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
"If I was a ghost, would I see things differently?"

No photoshopping in the above picture except cropping and level-work.
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Basketball.
Linus is me.
Once upon a time, in a city of tradition
there was a wondering young.
With many thoughts, he made it his mission:
to categorize the thinking, if memory would dose.
(At least until the bells had rung;
he finished his education; and received his rose.)
This is me. My name is Linus. I'm a young Swedish university student trying to get a grip on the world. Pictures, rhymes and poems help with that. Let's see where it all leads. I'll be glad to have you with me.
there was a wondering young.
With many thoughts, he made it his mission:
to categorize the thinking, if memory would dose.
(At least until the bells had rung;
he finished his education; and received his rose.)

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