tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33079729740266180612026-10-22T23:16:17.538-07:00jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.comBlogger21526125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-47253110459379536622026-10-22T23:16:17.538-07:002026-10-22T23:16:17.538-07:00<a href="https://jan-dikt.blogspot.com/2026/10/lifes-odd-thing-friends-look-at-all.html?spref=bl">Poems &amp; News: Life`s an odd thing, Friends... Look at all the tu...</a>:   Das Leben ist eine seltsame Sache, Freunde... Seht euch all das Durcheinander an,  das wir Menschen anrichten – Durcheinander bei wem? Bei...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-77187291768696235702026-10-22T23:15:18.928-07:002026-10-22T23:15:18.928-07:00<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3B_6oqG-6K625vNL6j-zldSdCgJ5zhFCIsMAz8sNonmXZWm9mt4HHgLkQlygpvKQzT8-w8uGOR44EVo62JWViMKgmplQlP04wcHbAnpKvdLaI_W1Q4f0NPBhafUvzBYCU8qtML-4INPXMK8wa7zv1zp4BSJd6QoAqTTp65x7LGRXW3Csok2u7Xa85Oek/s1344/storm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1344" data-original-width="896" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3B_6oqG-6K625vNL6j-zldSdCgJ5zhFCIsMAz8sNonmXZWm9mt4HHgLkQlygpvKQzT8-w8uGOR44EVo62JWViMKgmplQlP04wcHbAnpKvdLaI_W1Q4f0NPBhafUvzBYCU8qtML-4INPXMK8wa7zv1zp4BSJd6QoAqTTp65x7LGRXW3Csok2u7Xa85Oek/w277-h320/storm.jpg" width="277" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Das Leben ist eine seltsame Sache,<br />Freunde...<br />Seht euch all das Durcheinander an,&nbsp;<br />das wir Menschen anrichten –<br />Durcheinander bei wem?<br />Bei verrückten und unberechenbaren Politikern.<br />Das Leben ist also eine seltsame Sache...<br />Was kommt als Nächstes?</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">La vida es algo extraño,<br />amigos...<br />¡Miren todo el caos que provocamos los seres humanos!<br />¿Caos entre quiénes?<br />Entre políticos dementes e impredecibles.<br />Así que la vida es algo extraño...<br />¿Qué vendrá después?</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Livet er en merkelig ting,<br />venner...<br />Se på alt kaoset vi mennesker skaper –<br />kaos blant hvem?<br />Gale og uforutsigbare politikere.<br />Så livet er en merkelig ting...<br />Hva blir det neste?</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">La vie est une chose étrange,<br />Mes amis…<br />Regardez tout le tumulte que nous,&nbsp;<br />les humains, provoquons —<br />Un tumulte causé par qui ?<br />Par des politiciens fous et imprévisibles.<br />La vie est donc une chose étrange…<br />Et ensuite ?</h2></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6VqQFYeXbmyVkBnXul1mpihGQHce4rUWk6IORoO-l1qs1speYwOoPTQs9sws-7gXEzIX01uKow1zRS8GKNtlh9tVOAasZcZwxzXsvTWomv5nwePS0_gcArJyOieBRsyD3n3KaoNE-JaliVYHC0t40NQSG3elAG_pte-X41AkKktg3aXogaN7v0X8WX0Q/s1199/paris%20na%CC%8A.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1199" data-original-width="896" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6VqQFYeXbmyVkBnXul1mpihGQHce4rUWk6IORoO-l1qs1speYwOoPTQs9sws-7gXEzIX01uKow1zRS8GKNtlh9tVOAasZcZwxzXsvTWomv5nwePS0_gcArJyOieBRsyD3n3KaoNE-JaliVYHC0t40NQSG3elAG_pte-X41AkKktg3aXogaN7v0X8WX0Q/w305-h320/paris%20na%CC%8A.jpeg" width="305" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-65945876671168579982026-10-21T23:11:04.576-07:002026-10-21T23:11:04.576-07:00<a href="https://jan-dikt.blogspot.com/2026/10/buddies-for-someone-who-strives-for.html?spref=bl">Poems &amp; News: Buddies for...? Someone who strives for feeling in...</a>:  ¿Compañeros para...? Quien se esfuerza por imprimir sentimiento en su «trabajo» debe, ante todo, sentir y vivir con el corazón. Pero ¿acaso...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-4429213754727336332026-10-21T23:10:14.634-07:002026-10-21T23:10:14.634-07:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlkh87pMkOuvbe1f8GPesIqYwevlLdmwqIoqFnKr9EzRF8fqWX2s6bGS8UAKo6z7waYHv-9gnzoNNzeGrjviyDMscwdfXuO_9Ski2Vly1y3G8fuD9MQYJa0OlSW_J-oACWt3tWQB3de3JyicoQ6Iwyy1xOj4AtYeUAKNBT1-zPxPNuS1OVdMfhsRGcIII/s2048/puyin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1610" data-original-width="2048" height="252" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlkh87pMkOuvbe1f8GPesIqYwevlLdmwqIoqFnKr9EzRF8fqWX2s6bGS8UAKo6z7waYHv-9gnzoNNzeGrjviyDMscwdfXuO_9Ski2Vly1y3G8fuD9MQYJa0OlSW_J-oACWt3tWQB3de3JyicoQ6Iwyy1xOj4AtYeUAKNBT1-zPxPNuS1OVdMfhsRGcIII/s320/puyin.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><h2 style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;¿Compañeros para...?<br />Quien se esfuerza<br />por imprimir sentimiento en su «trabajo»<br />debe, ante todo, sentir y vivir<br />con el corazón.<br />Pero ¿acaso tienen sentimientos<br />o corazón?</h2><div><br /></div><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Gefährten für ...?<br />Wer in seiner „Arbeit“<br />nach Gefühl strebt,<br />muss selbst erst fühlen<br />und mit dem Herzen leben.<br />Doch besitzen sie Gefühle<br />oder ein Herz?</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Kamerater for...?<br />Den som streber<br />etter følelse i sitt «arbeid»,<br />må først føle og leve<br />med hjertet.<br />Men har de følelser<br />eller hjerte?</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Des compagnons pour… ?<br />Celui qui aspire<br />à insuffler du sentiment dans son « travail »<br />doit, avant tout, ressentir et vivre<br />avec son cœur.<br />Mais ont-ils, eux, des sentiments<br />ou un cœur ?</h2></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXifuE1JvrwihyphenhyphenMEv-jGomn55jNRoSwY4QyDNqB3Oxe0cxMl_1uGPC7dxYtBPk3sr_opAslA3ar26Aiytucc1t2KgyjbLdnhW6SoKY4Y37qDVU4iMU29LPWCgCRYJuXoL_QEKjCNUgPaoCh9HE1SV5gcqUzjFr0smydiql8z9qaBNCRGABT9uNkChgDug/s2048/disel.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1657" data-original-width="2048" height="259" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXifuE1JvrwihyphenhyphenMEv-jGomn55jNRoSwY4QyDNqB3Oxe0cxMl_1uGPC7dxYtBPk3sr_opAslA3ar26Aiytucc1t2KgyjbLdnhW6SoKY4Y37qDVU4iMU29LPWCgCRYJuXoL_QEKjCNUgPaoCh9HE1SV5gcqUzjFr0smydiql8z9qaBNCRGABT9uNkChgDug/s320/disel.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-83989187627709607102026-10-20T23:37:21.287-07:002026-10-20T23:37:21.288-07:00<a href="https://jan-dikt.blogspot.com/2026/10/two-of-what-two-brains-no-no-im-always.html?spref=bl">Poems &amp; News: Two of what? Two brains? No no... I`m always incli...</a>:   Deux, de quoi ? Deux cerveaux ? Non, non... J’ai toujours tendance à croire que la meilleure façon de savoir, c’est de savoir... Zwei von ...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-48598279508940400622026-10-20T23:36:35.762-07:002026-10-20T23:36:35.762-07:00<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtPSIXeF5FRqzr3WA8000GmMoELtHVb1DzpFkq4gfzaIE_m-0-sL9sXApPANf1OpamqMdy7Eq2jHSuqft9HfGsyBP9g8qeGS1wucNJvIHKJg2nQVHDClTfEDt2DsSHRXBlhdechotUpD-kFwwXPoE-WevWlBKN7_2Z-_8DdftBVQGZ6-TsARMLAC-4jn4/s1200/to%20fisker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="896" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtPSIXeF5FRqzr3WA8000GmMoELtHVb1DzpFkq4gfzaIE_m-0-sL9sXApPANf1OpamqMdy7Eq2jHSuqft9HfGsyBP9g8qeGS1wucNJvIHKJg2nQVHDClTfEDt2DsSHRXBlhdechotUpD-kFwwXPoE-WevWlBKN7_2Z-_8DdftBVQGZ6-TsARMLAC-4jn4/s320/to%20fisker.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Deux, de quoi ?<br />Deux cerveaux ?<br />Non, non...<br />J’ai toujours tendance<br />à croire que<br />la meilleure façon<br />de savoir, c’est<br />de savoir...</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Zwei von was?<br />Zwei Gehirne?<br />Nein, nein...<br />Ich neige stets<br />zu der Ansicht, dass<br />der beste Weg des<br />Erkennens darin besteht,<br />zu erkennen –</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">To av hva?<br />To hjerner?<br />Nei, nei ...<br />Jeg heller alltid<br />mot å tro at<br />den beste måten<br />å vite på, er å<br />vite –</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">¿Dos de qué?<br />¿Dos cerebros?<br />No, no...<br />Siempre me inclino<br />a creer que<br />la mejor manera de<br />conocer es<br />conocer...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT9TkOxjiRrSivTGZohlt57ZuT5LFROuoqriXL1P91i5fC8boC2VQl1-ILN-_7CqKWIUKqIKZ1nwLOBgnRzO2Oqgswc02Tlx0Ba_Yq1tZR3OcSyEaLG9yTz9dwNeM1ONhMrPijPj4xblVRZc1crP57qD_zLrwSCQjI3nI_158ChXKhCUdgqRfc5XkUKgw/s1672/surr%20hus%20o%20tre.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1672" data-original-width="940" height="372" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT9TkOxjiRrSivTGZohlt57ZuT5LFROuoqriXL1P91i5fC8boC2VQl1-ILN-_7CqKWIUKqIKZ1nwLOBgnRzO2Oqgswc02Tlx0Ba_Yq1tZR3OcSyEaLG9yTz9dwNeM1ONhMrPijPj4xblVRZc1crP57qD_zLrwSCQjI3nI_158ChXKhCUdgqRfc5XkUKgw/w285-h372/surr%20hus%20o%20tre.jpeg" width="285" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-7030963173747487682026-10-19T22:55:11.411-07:002026-10-19T22:55:11.412-07:00<a href="https://jan-dikt.blogspot.com/2026/10/heading-out-for-trip-or-people-say-and.html?spref=bl">Poems &amp; News: Heading out for a trip, or... People say --- and I...</a>:   Auf zu einer Reise, oder... Man sagt – und ich bin durchaus bereit, das zu glauben –, dass es schwierig ist, sich selbst zu kennen. ¿Te va...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-62418813000380477172026-10-19T22:53:51.599-07:002026-10-19T22:53:51.599-07:00<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYb-kXZrp_B2SgaX5Aa5K__wi6iQjnvYkFDNAas3GgfrUg9_ejfZD7XuellQQnyziCfhyphenhyphenNso_F6_6itT2RTt2fK5QoQ-UoYLfzsCsoriOyEBh2RPkbQv9vNCQT1xEbzhgmtX4kCZhN7I3npysJM8TwJiSBeVEXksacAzHWA1OxjFlsyovkCPV2ocme-Q/s1199/ut%20pa%CC%8A%20tur.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1199" data-original-width="896" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYb-kXZrp_B2SgaX5Aa5K__wi6iQjnvYkFDNAas3GgfrUg9_ejfZD7XuellQQnyziCfhyphenhyphenNso_F6_6itT2RTt2fK5QoQ-UoYLfzsCsoriOyEBh2RPkbQv9vNCQT1xEbzhgmtX4kCZhN7I3npysJM8TwJiSBeVEXksacAzHWA1OxjFlsyovkCPV2ocme-Q/w308-h320/ut%20pa%CC%8A%20tur.jpeg" width="308" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Auf zu einer Reise, oder...<br />Man sagt – und<br />ich bin durchaus bereit,<br />das zu glauben –, dass es<br />schwierig ist, sich selbst zu kennen.</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">¿Te vas de viaje, o...?<br />La gente dice —y<br />estoy bastante dispuesto a<br />creerlo— que es<br />difícil conocerse a uno mismo.</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Skal du ut på tur, eller ...<br />Folk sier – og<br />jeg er ganske villig til<br />å tro på det – at det er<br />vanskelig å kjenne seg selv.</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">En partance pour un voyage, ou bien…<br />On dit — et<br />je suis tout à fait prêt à<br />le croire — qu’il est<br />difficile de se connaître soi-même.</h2></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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News: I`m struggling with all my energy to master my wor...</a>:   Je déploie toute mon  énergie pour maîtriser  mon travail,  en me disant que si je réussis,  ce sera l’éclair le plus éclatant  qui soit —...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-54651851612483558052026-10-19T08:09:50.748-07:002026-10-19T08:09:50.749-07:00<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpprNjpMtUOONym93qzxRpYvGbd6NMAiNa6EoXrs1UENc3mam-h7XFDGIHcf26esh8j4uVQblVh22WmIy0sNXBPfpXiiGlOg5NK39qsSt8IQ45HweW1SsC8p0mex7p2e0xX9L0Q0-50n3ZRyGTbQxOgZoMAQjkQO8eMY_48L4By45-csccWytOHZ-uTNg/s2048/dame%20ser%20pa%CC%8A%20sola%20s.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1153" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpprNjpMtUOONym93qzxRpYvGbd6NMAiNa6EoXrs1UENc3mam-h7XFDGIHcf26esh8j4uVQblVh22WmIy0sNXBPfpXiiGlOg5NK39qsSt8IQ45HweW1SsC8p0mex7p2e0xX9L0Q0-50n3ZRyGTbQxOgZoMAQjkQO8eMY_48L4By45-csccWytOHZ-uTNg/w260-h320/dame%20ser%20pa%CC%8A%20sola%20s.jpeg" width="260" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Je déploie toute mon&nbsp;<br />énergie pour maîtriser&nbsp;<br />mon travail,&nbsp;<br />en me disant que si je réussis,&nbsp;<br />ce sera l’éclair le plus éclatant&nbsp;<br />qui soit — malgré le monde&nbsp;<br />d’aujourd’hui...</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Jeg kjemper med all<br />min energi for å mestre<br />arbeidet mitt, og sier til meg selv at<br />hvis jeg lykkes, vil det bli det beste<br />lynglimtet noensinne – til tross<br />for hvordan verden er i dag...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Me esfuerzo con todas<br />mis energías por dominar mi<br />trabajo, diciéndome que<br />si logro triunfar, será el mejor<br />relámpago de todos los tiempos;<br />a pesar de cómo está el mundo hoy...</h2></div><div><br /></div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Ich setze all meine&nbsp;<br />Energie daran, meine&nbsp;<br />Arbeit zu meistern – in dem Glauben:&nbsp;<br />Wenn mir das gelingt,&nbsp;<br />wird es der großartigste&nbsp;<br />Geistesblitz überhaupt sein.&nbsp;<br />Und das – trotz der heutigen Weltlage ...</h2><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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News: Time; Hour by hour the ancient face of repeated be...</a>:   Zeit; Stunde um Stunde wandelt sich das uralte Antlitz wiederkehrender Wesen, und Stunde um Stunde, im Nachdenken, altern wir. Bewahren wi...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-14971964159708132412026-10-18T00:54:24.784-07:002026-10-18T00:54:24.784-07:00<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC5hdiG1womYPxrqb9L1RkeIQdqZwoQke-wMjBUahvKY02kKS6LymQZDaQWJZbiIQVde3_Rw5xhEwv1cVxbS5kNOGBbmRecb7VHC3kLSJL0_ao4JtQZo9_ArDWQ0DsthJs-RkO1vPbCgfUYbsjc1wMyvaIRISeo7Wl4tOu-R_deD-UxK9KmjTFhYPP0hE/s768/tid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="768" height="379" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC5hdiG1womYPxrqb9L1RkeIQdqZwoQke-wMjBUahvKY02kKS6LymQZDaQWJZbiIQVde3_Rw5xhEwv1cVxbS5kNOGBbmRecb7VHC3kLSJL0_ao4JtQZo9_ArDWQ0DsthJs-RkO1vPbCgfUYbsjc1wMyvaIRISeo7Wl4tOu-R_deD-UxK9KmjTFhYPP0hE/w379-h379/tid.jpg" width="379" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Zeit; Stunde um Stunde wandelt sich<br />das uralte Antlitz wiederkehrender Wesen,<br />und Stunde um Stunde,<br />im Nachdenken, altern wir.<br />Bewahren wir –<br />in der Wärme, an die wir uns erinnern –<br />die Flamme der vergangenen Stunde...</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Le temps ; heure après heure, le visage<br />ancien des êtres qui se répètent se transforme,<br />et, heure après heure,<br />en pensant, nous vieillissons.<br />Préservons,<br />dans la chaleur dont nous gardons le souvenir,<br />la flamme de l’heure écoulée...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Tid; time for time endres det eldgamle<br />ansiktet til skapninger som stadig vender tilbake,<br />og time for time,<br />mens vi tenker, blir vi eldre.<br />La oss bevare,<br />i varmen vi husker,<br />flammen fra den tilbakelagte timen...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Tiempo; hora tras hora, el antiguo<br />rostro de los seres que se repiten cambia,<br />y, hora tras hora,<br />al pensar, envejecemos.<br />Conservemos,<br />en el calor que recordamos,<br />la llama de la hora transcurrida...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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News: The sight of the past always makes me dream in as ...</a>:   Der Anblick der Vergangenheit lässt mich stets träumen – auf eine so einfache Weise, wie die Flecken auf den Bildern mich dazu anregen, zu...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-11602141827805323022026-10-17T01:31:53.543-07:002026-10-17T01:31:53.543-07:00<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLea0tIMrgxd3Ojdw-6d3Fn4WsByJUudhYsAJoKz2zohWZ7WOoiD8Jj7WnQvTTT2grIMIPXsG-yzBodbBrgn18qtU5uzmFpdB4HkJgwmZZIuPnvvCCTj-ZWU8uQPqb2YwwmdQLVzwQEnoqsBrrUChOMGClrzmaYHy6tz7rqCAo7Nn03I5aB0-p9Chx91Q/s1199/TJA.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1199" data-original-width="896" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLea0tIMrgxd3Ojdw-6d3Fn4WsByJUudhYsAJoKz2zohWZ7WOoiD8Jj7WnQvTTT2grIMIPXsG-yzBodbBrgn18qtU5uzmFpdB4HkJgwmZZIuPnvvCCTj-ZWU8uQPqb2YwwmdQLVzwQEnoqsBrrUChOMGClrzmaYHy6tz7rqCAo7Nn03I5aB0-p9Chx91Q/w300-h320/TJA.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Der Anblick der Vergangenheit<br />lässt mich stets träumen –<br />auf eine so einfache Weise,<br />wie die Flecken auf den Bildern<br />mich dazu anregen,<br />zu träumen von...</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">La visión del pasado<br />siempre me hace soñar,<br />de una manera tan sencilla<br />como las manchas en las imágenes,<br />que, al representarse, me hacen<br />soñar con...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Synet av fortiden<br />får meg alltid til å drømme,<br />på en like enkel måte som<br />flekkene på bildene –<br />de får meg til å<br />drømme om...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">La vision du passé<br />me fait toujours rêver,<br />de manière aussi simple que<br />les taches sur les images,<br />qui, en apparaissant, me<br />font rêver de...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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News: Now that I feel love, I`m interested in fragrances...</a>:   Maintenant que je ressens de l&#39;amour, je m&#39;intéresse aux parfums ; autrefois, cela ne m&#39;intéressait pas du tout. Alors, combie...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-60068542206544607422026-10-15T23:49:22.501-07:002026-10-15T23:49:22.501-07:00<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_Ujw1eWfy41jh75VC9Lxj7NabYNr29SsHxfvhu7CKoD-xdkaVtfRY6shoOyXGcVjS92aVQj1EbHBVpqFfFopd80Zgv4FWGYF6m8jTRET0bMNqmjIg6fcu1CiK6B1h5p1eRd4ULjbh9oH-boeQI1x1mdwAJGCIP4EOvwg42iJyMU2ISqKRcc5aYL653w/s1448/par%20pa%CC%8A%20benk.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1448" data-original-width="1086" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_Ujw1eWfy41jh75VC9Lxj7NabYNr29SsHxfvhu7CKoD-xdkaVtfRY6shoOyXGcVjS92aVQj1EbHBVpqFfFopd80Zgv4FWGYF6m8jTRET0bMNqmjIg6fcu1CiK6B1h5p1eRd4ULjbh9oH-boeQI1x1mdwAJGCIP4EOvwg42iJyMU2ISqKRcc5aYL653w/w320-h320/par%20pa%CC%8A%20benk.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Maintenant que je ressens de l'amour,<br />je m'intéresse aux parfums ;<br />autrefois, cela ne m'intéressait pas du tout.<br />Alors, combien de temps vais-je ressentir cet amour et rester amoureux ?<br />Pas très longtemps, je pense,<br />mais, en réalité, je ne sais pas trop...</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Jetzt, wo ich Liebe empfinde,<br />interessiere ich mich für Düfte –<br />früher hat mich so etwas nie interessiert.<br />Wie lange werde ich wohl diese Liebe empfinden und in diesem Zustand bleiben?<br />Wahrscheinlich nicht allzu lange,<br />aber so genau weiß ich das eigentlich gar nicht ...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Nå som jeg føler kjærlighet,<br />er jeg interessert i dufter –<br />noe jeg aldri har brydd meg om før.<br />Så hvor lenge kommer jeg til å føle på dette, og være forelsket?<br />Ikke så veldig lenge, tror jeg,<br />men jeg vet egentlig ikke...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Ahora que siento amor,<br />me interesan las fragancias;<br />antes nunca me interesaban.<br />¿Cuánto tiempo durará este sentimiento, este estar enamorado?<br />No mucho, creo,<br />pero, en realidad, no lo sé...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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News: It`s a wonderful thing to look at- two in love an...</a>:   Es algo maravilloso de contemplar: dos personas enamoradas bailando; hay quienes encuentran hermoso reflexionar sobre ello y conservar los...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-77143307198136618702026-10-14T23:03:51.690-07:002026-10-14T23:03:51.690-07:00<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja5sFWJDO3wq6KRaSIV2heAtZQyD9NbIwzEYFbIPrpkXXXxwEGHrH40HzhMSTe-2Npva8-FPQ3tltoEeaDcVJuKbKL-SVDoJrI3vqUSq7ZBDUMzyEWrrvmGfMuM6G2ck6glnd0JeXnlo-zYJrRTsBygb6_p27buJLqOmzGkPlWd7JNX-gMtxSAn1pm_eg/s1648/dans%20om%20natten.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1648" data-original-width="1472" height="371" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja5sFWJDO3wq6KRaSIV2heAtZQyD9NbIwzEYFbIPrpkXXXxwEGHrH40HzhMSTe-2Npva8-FPQ3tltoEeaDcVJuKbKL-SVDoJrI3vqUSq7ZBDUMzyEWrrvmGfMuM6G2ck6glnd0JeXnlo-zYJrRTsBygb6_p27buJLqOmzGkPlWd7JNX-gMtxSAn1pm_eg/w332-h371/dans%20om%20natten.jpg" width="332" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Es algo maravilloso<br />de contemplar:<br />dos personas enamoradas bailando;<br />hay quienes encuentran hermoso<br />reflexionar sobre ello y conservar<br />los recuerdos.<br />Pero, ¿cuánto durará un baile<br />en la noche?</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Det er en vidunderlig<br />ting å se på –<br />to som er forelsket og danser,<br />og noen synes det er vakkert<br />å dvele ved det og bevare<br />minnene.<br />Men hvor lenge vil en dans<br />i natten vare?</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Es ist ein wunderbarer<br />Anblick –<br />zwei Menschen, die sich lieben und tanzen;<br />und manche empfinden es als schön,<br />darüber nachzudenken<br />und die Erinnerungen zu bewahren.<br />Doch wie lange währt ein Tanz<br />in der Nacht?</h2></div><h2 style="text-align: left;"><br />C’est une chose<br />merveilleuse à contempler —<br />deux êtres amoureux qui dansent ;<br />et certains trouvent cela beau,<br />d’y songer et d’en garder<br />le souvenir.<br />Mais combien de temps durera<br />une danse dans la nuit ?</h2><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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News: The last dans in the autumn... So what a riddle li...</a>:  Le dernier jour de l&#39;automne... Quelle énigme que la vie, et l&#39;esprit est une énigme dans une énigme... Die letzten Tage im Herbst....jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-3867773050772321112026-10-13T23:27:53.964-07:002026-10-13T23:27:53.965-07:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinq4IcYlSPk9CJP1CB6UHTU8Jf0p1roOwgKXosYo60od85dwtWMY1_iM9wNSpd7YvJgUQtho14Pep_9DK340kkPDloCg2Q-xXVsIcuRS2KlOrCu0Ryr73dH7gV1_qama15PpTDxyZgnneSBHohWxVRFvwDiwqIcIOAcakLPui5xymQsnCfiv3i2kGXQ6s/s768/siste%20dans%20h%C3%B8st.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinq4IcYlSPk9CJP1CB6UHTU8Jf0p1roOwgKXosYo60od85dwtWMY1_iM9wNSpd7YvJgUQtho14Pep_9DK340kkPDloCg2Q-xXVsIcuRS2KlOrCu0Ryr73dH7gV1_qama15PpTDxyZgnneSBHohWxVRFvwDiwqIcIOAcakLPui5xymQsnCfiv3i2kGXQ6s/s320/siste%20dans%20h%C3%B8st.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><h2 style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;Le dernier jour de l'automne...<br />Quelle énigme<br />que la vie,<br />et l'esprit est une énigme<br />dans une énigme...</h2><div><br /></div><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Die letzten Tage im Herbst...<br />Was für ein Rätsel<br />das Leben doch ist,<br />und der Geist ist ein Rätsel<br />in einem Rätsel...</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Den siste dansen om høsten...<br />For en gåte<br />livet er,<br />og sinnet er en gåte<br />i en gåte...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Los últimos días del otoño...<br />Qué gran enigma<br />es la vida,<br />y la mente es un enigma<br />dentro de otro enigma...</h2></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGTFkqIiHp_1lqS7TS5HP7-18GmeWM8TxirJTgQSm8oLfX46NeC0nmHL7mr4h4LY4Ph_-t1VMNqfA26Rjz1lqAKquXAQuof8NwyT4wJsJSNkQYjLtUIaUpmw6x8Lctvsf_ajKSXAOcRRwIOU1ev3VRnHY2RJ210Sb7cMnv_7xt95OLFVjaH22kohR9VgM/s1920/inside%20hjeernen.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1280" height="458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGTFkqIiHp_1lqS7TS5HP7-18GmeWM8TxirJTgQSm8oLfX46NeC0nmHL7mr4h4LY4Ph_-t1VMNqfA26Rjz1lqAKquXAQuof8NwyT4wJsJSNkQYjLtUIaUpmw6x8Lctvsf_ajKSXAOcRRwIOU1ev3VRnHY2RJ210Sb7cMnv_7xt95OLFVjaH22kohR9VgM/w305-h458/inside%20hjeernen.jpeg" width="305" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-6625503217185093322026-10-12T23:11:05.442-07:002026-10-12T23:11:05.442-07:00<a href="https://jan-dikt.blogspot.com/2026/10/it-is-not-easy-im-convinced-to-have.html?spref=bl">Poems &amp; News: It is not easy, I`m convinced, To have a long, goo...</a>:   Es ist nicht leicht – davon bin ich überzeugt –, ein langes, gutes Leben zu führen; man muss miteinander kommunizieren. Es ist genau wie e...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-19086316219888446332026-10-12T23:10:18.828-07:002026-10-12T23:10:18.829-07:00<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitZry92g8zvohflim7BKljAZGYHybkfSySLHpLRqMwdcE2DC5PvT8HbQH5OM37dzqI1LV73kqnMDIzypIL4UQGPRG16W6Vc70nka2W4STEq46RrqyAWTkWCxgLdMp6knuO9Xw4FGcQmsKahIQPP8yJ_aNLK-KbIdyIH6CO3eqWX2xS72cvPtq3t6TmGOs/s1200/gammelt%20par.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="896" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitZry92g8zvohflim7BKljAZGYHybkfSySLHpLRqMwdcE2DC5PvT8HbQH5OM37dzqI1LV73kqnMDIzypIL4UQGPRG16W6Vc70nka2W4STEq46RrqyAWTkWCxgLdMp6knuO9Xw4FGcQmsKahIQPP8yJ_aNLK-KbIdyIH6CO3eqWX2xS72cvPtq3t6TmGOs/w281-h320/gammelt%20par.jpeg" width="281" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Es ist nicht leicht –<br />davon bin ich überzeugt –,<br />ein langes, gutes Leben<br />zu führen; man muss<br />miteinander kommunizieren.<br />Es ist genau wie<br />einen Diamanten zu finden ...</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Ce n'est pas facile,<br />j'en suis convaincu,<br />de mener une longue et belle vie<br />ensemble ; il faut<br />communiquer.<br />C'est tout comme<br />trouver un diamant...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Det er ikke lett,<br />jeg er overbevist om det,<br />å leve et langt og godt liv<br />sammen; man må<br />kommunisere.<br />Det er akkurat som<br />å finne en diamant...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">No es fácil,<br />estoy convencido,<br />tener una vida larga y buena;<br />para estar juntos, hay que<br />comunicarse.<br />Es como<br />encontrar un diamante...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuduDTlTrhJOImEcafFmFgLuwjiTcfRB_Doz1381l6Cz8DMAuSlHdTuY8LArWSKcp3dYy_aaLlIIFo98NnN1r_YZImWunKdxla69seJfHQEjEdO3i4d1N47hxS65Zn2QhlAWSRAMx3yRs4w3vAoxG1VrskklX8rzv74jSdpzGV8wPoZz-w8wT3dbCUviQ/s768/par%20pa%CC%8A%20kafe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="512" data-original-width="768" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuduDTlTrhJOImEcafFmFgLuwjiTcfRB_Doz1381l6Cz8DMAuSlHdTuY8LArWSKcp3dYy_aaLlIIFo98NnN1r_YZImWunKdxla69seJfHQEjEdO3i4d1N47hxS65Zn2QhlAWSRAMx3yRs4w3vAoxG1VrskklX8rzv74jSdpzGV8wPoZz-w8wT3dbCUviQ/w366-h244/par%20pa%CC%8A%20kafe.jpg" width="366" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-54795666132709059112026-10-11T23:08:21.258-07:002026-10-11T23:08:21.258-07:00<a href="https://jan-dikt.blogspot.com/2026/10/hoping-for-better-times-mustnt-be.html?spref=bl">Poems &amp; News: Hoping for better times mustn`t be a feeling but a...</a>:   Espérer des jours meilleurs ne doit pas être un sentiment mais une action dans le présent... Mais, faites ce qu&#39;il faut Monsieur... Å ...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-14026391338732692072026-10-11T23:07:17.878-07:002026-10-11T23:07:17.878-07:00<p style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEica_kvqn2glLwvCFVsK53FKzYHI28PuU3bgNvevl_sMMqw8C_O4cxbbPv-rgrBbB7Xe-mU-j3BYkTddRmcLgbAn68v5K_bw4TcZJ-Yo-F4kvQmsSdE7Lzt0jSx1j4CCtcuxQAl70vTFGRTGRD21s0_EVw3Ue4tMeyWdw9IfE36-bMrSB4xay1Y85klPSU/s1448/surr%20barn%20i%20ha%CC%8And.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1448" data-original-width="1086" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEica_kvqn2glLwvCFVsK53FKzYHI28PuU3bgNvevl_sMMqw8C_O4cxbbPv-rgrBbB7Xe-mU-j3BYkTddRmcLgbAn68v5K_bw4TcZJ-Yo-F4kvQmsSdE7Lzt0jSx1j4CCtcuxQAl70vTFGRTGRD21s0_EVw3Ue4tMeyWdw9IfE36-bMrSB4xay1Y85klPSU/w293-h320/surr%20barn%20i%20ha%CC%8And.jpeg" width="293" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h2 style="text-align: left;">Espérer des jours meilleurs<br />ne doit pas être un sentiment<br />mais une action<br />dans le présent...<br />Mais, faites ce qu'il faut<br />Monsieur...</h2><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Å håpe på bedre tider<br />må ikke være en følelse<br />men å gjøre noe<br />i nåtiden...<br />Men gjør de riktige tingene<br />Mr...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Tener esperanza en tiempos mejores<br />no debe ser un sentimiento<br />sino una acción<br />en el presente...<br />Pero, haz lo correcto<br />Señor...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div><h2 style="text-align: left;">Auf bessere Zeiten zu hoffen<br />darf kein Gefühl sein,<br />sondern etwas zu tun<br />in der Gegenwart...<br />Aber tun Sie das Richtige<br />Herr...</h2></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe0lnSQxf7KHVOoMANq4afoZjHIiGpoC-Ib_tGaOx9GJCZ0cTyamO6vL7yYGZdc3OuFK6nbS6lIQL1J3J14ejUIIKkgX0uCDc_JOlBXXA061mjLxTBIUps4aS1voulT0X2r2akWaaYXLqj3J2XOqNjdIFvEuDMPqgxyVJ8GbIrp1TsRfeF0R6kEpnBpZs/s1536/tid%20mann.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="1024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe0lnSQxf7KHVOoMANq4afoZjHIiGpoC-Ib_tGaOx9GJCZ0cTyamO6vL7yYGZdc3OuFK6nbS6lIQL1J3J14ejUIIKkgX0uCDc_JOlBXXA061mjLxTBIUps4aS1voulT0X2r2akWaaYXLqj3J2XOqNjdIFvEuDMPqgxyVJ8GbIrp1TsRfeF0R6kEpnBpZs/w325-h320/tid%20mann.jpg" width="325" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307972974026618061.post-8612871112164507012026-10-11T02:06:21.645-07:002026-10-11T02:06:21.645-07:00<a href="https://jan-dikt.blogspot.com/2026/10/i-say-it-again-work-against.html?spref=bl">Poems &amp; News: I say it again ---work against indifference--- Loo...</a>:   Ich sage es noch einmal: ---gegen Gleichgültigkeit anarbeiten--- Schau hin--- Durchhaltevermögen ist nicht leicht – aber Dinge, die leicht...jan fjeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13073738385449313729noreply@blogger.com0