The writer in love enters the world of sufism. I wage war against any and all, any and all who wish to submit me. They don’t understand the soul. They might speak of philosophy, the coward’s way. I say, walk through fire instead, I dare you to fall and stay in love. I dare you…
I saw it under a heavy branch by the river leading up to the Fjord Center in Geiranger the day I fell in love with Norway. I felt very sad seeing it there, I wanted to know what happened and whether he would be pulled from the water and given a proper burial. I wondered…