Late night....

Writing this being a bit tired
maybe makes it impossible to understand
but what you should understand
is not the text
but the meaning.

Listen to the letters
which cannot be written
understand the language
which cannot be said

It's damn late now, and I just came back from a "studenter fest" at Max's place, that was an awesome dinner with his family and friends. It was a damn nice time to have, just before I left for the middle east.
I was reading some poems from William Blake yesterday while listing to some nice jazz, and it surprised me how the human body is built. Why are they ears so close to our brain and not our heart? I mean, sometimes I listen more with my heart that with my brain, so why don't I have an ear there. I have decided that the next year should be followed by feelings; and not by reasoning. That means that I will probably go to Bethlemhem (even though that Itay told me not to do so), I will probably go to a mine-field in Western Sahara, and I will probably hitch-hike through South Ameriac, yes maybe I am stupid, but death needs a reason.

I would like to inform everyone I know that I really like letters; actually I like letters much more than e-mails, so I expect to get some letters the next year, from all around the world. So, surprise me and write!

Is True Love eternal? Is True Hate eternal?---- how long time can you possible hate a person?
To everyone who doesn't know me: I don't believe in Love! I mean, Love in the sense that it is an natural thing. I can explain it to all of you if you just write me a letter or an e-mail!

http://www.poemhunter.com/p/m/poem.asp?poet=3026&poem=359883

/Nighty Night - Mads!

PS. I realized today that my great idol is an old guy called Erling Olsen!