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Mr Nemó Apr 22
“Það er alltaf einhver að deyja / There’s always someone dying.

Og alltaf einhver að fæðast / And always someone being born.

Sumir fæðast aldrei, þora því ekki / Some never make it—never dare.

Þora EKKI að láta drauminn sinn rætast – Framkallast / Not daring to light the torch.

Það er eitt stærsta verkefni lífsins / It is one of life’s biggest projects.

En flestir átta sig ekki á því, taka ekki eftir því / And most don’t get it—
Og svo er það of seint. / Until it’s already too late.

Láta samfélagið stela af sér sjálfs-myndinni; / Letting society steal their image;
Væntingar samfélagsins ráðast gegn þeim – / Or the expectations of society –

En alltaf er eitthvað að deyja, / And always something dying,

og eitthvað nýtt að fæðast. / And something else trying to get born.

Plís, ekki verða þjáður fáviti eins og ég. / Please, don’t become a tortured fool like me.”

Leifðu þér að fæðast / allow yourself to be born
Something Simple Apr 2015
It has been quiet.
The trees sway sometimes in the restless breeze, it has rained, it has darkened but always the sun has shown in the end.
This is the way it has always been.
This is the way it will always be.
Beautiful.
Lonely.
There are many names to describe such a feeling as these trees bring.

— The End —