The Essence of Us


One day, I found Annie Ernaux's book "Passion Simple" and read it in one breath. It made me think that I would be capable of writing my own story in a similar fashion.


I had a narrative floating in my veins, wanting to be expressed. It had changed me and my life forever but, when I was about to put it down on paper I realized that the  facts were very scarce. Almost nothing happened in the real life to write about even if it was a passion that changed me deeply from inside out and despite that the person I thought was the object of my affection existed. We interacted with one another during a short period of time and then he left me, out of the blue and never contacted me again. Now I am not sure anymore who is the soul sending me so much love and carressing me in the most bautiful ways during all those years that passed after the separation from the physical person I knew. I wonder if this soul ever existed in human form. 


The most poignant part of this narrative took place inside like a process of redeeming who I was and how much larger life can be especially considering what's taking place behind the veils. 


Is it a pure phantasy? I leave it over to you to decide. If you asked me I would say definitely not because for me it is more real that "REALITY" as we know it.  

Cooperation with the gallery and bookstore 

Buchhandlung Blattgold in Hamburg


All revenues from my book in English and German "The cosmological meaning of life" will go to a charity project to help the homless in Hamburg. 


I would really like to recommend this jam in the center of Hamburg an art gallery and bookstore well worth a visit even during a short visit in the city.


Next door you can enjoy one of the best coffee in town!

PASSWORDS - new collection of short stories

In cooperation with the visual artist Eleni Krikki 


Visiting Eleni Krikki's exhibition "Ma" inspired me to write a collection of texts (poetic prose) called PASSWORDS.


Eleni painted two pages  in a book every day during one year incapsulating the moods of each day. In this way she catched the ephemeral which is then decoded by me as a wiever in my own personal way.


This connected me with a series of poems in Swedish long forgotten that I brought back to life. I contiued to work on them and they grew in ramifications.