Elias

I love how simple life is after all. I don't need to think everything through.

Today I had a fascinating experience in the Haugar Kunstmuseum in Tønsberg. The receptionist in the Museum was a surprisingly beautiful elderly woman. Even though she was somewhere between my mother and my grandmother's age, I found her really pretty. But most of all she was incredibly friendly, thanked me for deciding to come to the museum, explained a lot about the exhibitions to me and told me that I could ask her anything I wanted to know.

We all know Eros. It's the same drive that makes you join a project, follow a common idea in a conversation, merge in one experience.

In it's essence we experience this drive in our sexual drive when we join in one shared and lived experience, and it does actually have the power to create new life, a new integration and a new differentiation, on all levels of existence.

So, to continue setting the stage for this complicated maze (it is because it is not a spatial, two-dimensional maze, that I simply have to navigate through), I'll continue with who I think I am.

I just realized a funny thing about flying an airplane when

I read this quote that sounds quite funny in that context:

“You are in a maze of love right now.”

This was what my astrology app told me and, ready to play make-belief, I could already feel how this could be true.

Co-star told me yesterday that I'm “in a maze of love right now.” It seemed kind of fitting to my actual situation as I was feeling love for everyone. But it kept me thinking: a maze sounds kind of dangerous. I could seriously get lost in there and possibly starve to death and never see any human soul again.

Looking back on the last weeks I realize that we actually only shared four, three or two short, but somehow expanding weeks with each other.

It seems like... time has accelerated, contracted, and then relaxed and slowed down again. It feels weird, a bit like sinking in with an old reality.

But in some ways reality has changed.

Yesterday evening, I took a seat in my car, just to relax a bit. Right above my head, I heard a sound that reminded me of a bird walking on the roof. But then I actually saw tiny footsteps bulging out from the leather of the roof and watched them move away from me. I was upset and decided to call my best friend from school, who has a lot of compassion for mice.

When I watched The Lion King, there were essentially two points in the plot that stuck out to me because they caused the strongest emotional reaction in me.