BLÅ: Red City

Poem: Jeg valgte Gud

 

Photo taken with Olympus OM10 on 35mm film.

 

 

JEG VALGTE GUD


Jeg bestemte meg ganske standhaftig
for å tro, ikke litt, men kraftig

å virkelig vite mer enn jeg tror
at det finnes mest mellom himmel og jord

jeg valgte Gud som mitt prosjekt
(men uten å melde meg inn i en sekt)

jeg ville tro – selv om jeg først
egentlig tvilte på at «Gud er størst»

årene gikk og jeg trodde litt mer
«det finnes vel mer enn det vi ser»

jeg ba til Gud men det føltes dumt
«i himmelen er det jo kanskje tomt»

men andre tanker kom også til
«jeg kan jo tro hvis jeg vil»

«hva er poenget med å tvile på Gud
hva om våre sjeler er fanget av hud»

det høres rart ut – men også sant
nå tror jeg på Gud – ikke bare iblant

hver eneste dag folder jeg hender
og ber en bønn for alle jeg kjenner

jeg kaller det Gud – du kaller det tøv
som om jeg tror glitter er stjernestøv

da svarer jeg dette (inni meg, stille)
«jeg skal be for deg, stakkars lille».

KNORK: Sleeping

 

KNORK: Sleeping

 

While Knork is unconscious 

of his consciousness 

 

in sleep his mind makes up 

a movie 

which he partly remembers 

 

in the morning 

when he wakes up

 

Knork has seen 

glimpses 

of his dreams

 

Knork does not understand 

why 

he sleep

dream 

or exist 

inside 

these comfortable squares

 

but Knork 

 

is Knork

 

 

 

BLÅ: Towards the Light

About: The Pride Troll

 

 

To agree is not the same as to love.

 

To disagree is not the same as to hate.

 

The Pride Troll:

  

Is my drawing of The Pride Troll good

or bad? Cute? Ugly? Weird? Boring?

 

Too pink?

 

What even is it supposed to be?!

 

There are many different views

on the Pride movement.

 

 

I do not support Pride and

I do not hate anyone who do.

 

 If you can not disagree with someone

without hating them at the same time

 you might have a problem in your soul.

 God created the rainbow for all of us

and God loves every single one of us.

 

That is the rainbow I support.

 

 

No matter who you are

God loves you

 

even if you hate Him. 

 

 

 

Pen Pals: Sisters in Christ

 I have not (yet) found a big community in

my area where I can talk to like-minded people

about faith. But I do like writing and reading

letters about God with my "sisters in Christ"

from around the world.

 

Write me a letter if you'd like to!

 

 

 

The Meaning of OOBALOU

 

OOBALOU

 

 

Definition of the word "oobalou":

 

    Oobalou is something good and mysterious

    as well as magical and indescribable.

 

    The full definition of oobalou is not currently

    available.

 

Examples of the word oobalou in a sentence:

 

    "That was oobalou".

 

    "It's been a good day with a lot of oobalou".

 

    "What does oobalou mean?"

     

    "She is fluent in oobalou". 

  

 

 

 

 

 

The word oobalou written with watercolor.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The expression "oobalou" is defined by outsider artist Terese Blåklokke (Terese Årnes Strømeng).

 

 

 

Art: The Sailor (2)

 

THE SAILOR (2)

SEILEREN (2)

 

 

18 x 24 cm

Watercolor and marker on paper.

 

2026

Art: The Luggage

 

 

THE LUGGAGE 

BAGASJEN

 

 

18 x 24 cm

Watercolor and marker on paper.

 

2026

 

Poem: The Herd pt. 1

 

35mm photo combined with drawing (in Gimp on Linux).

 

 

The Herd pt. 1

 

Inside the computer
a little man screams
then you scream too
that’s how it seems

 

«This is the truth»
you nod and agree
rattling your chains
knowing you’re free

 

Dressed like a rebel
you act like a slave
without any insight
on how you behave

 

You look like a sheep
in a herd on your way
to follow your sheperd
when he says «obey»

 

«This is the way»
your smile is naive

as I answer «that’s not
what I believe»

 

I stand my ground

and you wish me luck 

then you walk into
the slaughters truck

 

  

Read The Herd pt. 2 here