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<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>girl in Bergen. Poet, singer, observer and dysfunctional. 

find meMySpaceflickrblog</description><title>creative beats</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @electroclash)</generator><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>mlaurenlong</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqt4v0MpDE1qzf22jo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mlaurenlong.tumblr.com/post/201277249" target="_blank"&gt;mlaurenlong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/213279287</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/213279287</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 02:18:04 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Everything seemed to be on hold when I started writing again, so...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krj2iaUK751qzfi32o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything seemed to be on hold when I started writing again, so I took out my Moleskine for the first time since July-August. It’ll be filled soon and I already have plans for the next one. &lt;br/&gt;I can very much like this autumn.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/213239697</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/213239697</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 01:27:45 +0200</pubDate><category>drawing</category></item><item><title>"how people treat you is their karma, how you choose to react is yours."</title><description>“how people treat you is their karma, how you choose to react is yours.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Wayne Dyer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/190321149</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/190321149</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 19:14:27 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>"Oh how I wish to be
what I feel sometimes 
how I want to be strong and brave 
I’m stronger..."</title><description>““Oh how I wish to be&lt;br/&gt;
what I feel sometimes &lt;br/&gt;
how I want to be strong and brave &lt;br/&gt;
I’m stronger than I have to &lt;br/&gt;
and as brave as I can be &lt;br/&gt;
but only when things&lt;br/&gt;
only when things have no value to me””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Unni Wilhelmsen, wanna-be song&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/183079855</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/183079855</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 22:56:00 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>I want</title><description>&lt;p&gt;a cable knit sweater&lt;br/&gt;inspiration &lt;br/&gt;to find the right words for my new song&lt;br/&gt;to make a good first impression in school tomorrow&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/175446466</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/175446466</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 15:37:48 +0200</pubDate><category>lists</category></item><item><title>re: poetry</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;ho fylte fatet sitt med frykt, &lt;br/&gt;bærde vekta av verda &lt;br/&gt;tok gråstein etter gråstein &lt;br/&gt;og bygde der ho ikkje ville sjå&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;lèt det rase og stod hudlaus att&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;ute er det mjølkekvitt&lt;br/&gt;eg tek munnen full&lt;br/&gt;skylder med såpe og&lt;br/&gt;eg har aldri vore her&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;forlat meg mi skuld&lt;br/&gt;i kursiv mellom beina &lt;br/&gt;er eg like rein som&lt;br/&gt;jorda eg skal bli&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;eg haldt bøtene i &lt;br/&gt;ei hand&lt;br/&gt;godtok dei lik som &lt;br/&gt;trafikk i skyene&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;stod med i bøtene i &lt;br/&gt;ei blank verd &lt;br/&gt;takka deg medan du&lt;br/&gt;dansa i triumf&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;trøsteleg byrja spelet ditt&lt;br/&gt;men eg haldt bøtene i &lt;br/&gt;ei hand og &lt;br/&gt;våpenet i den andre&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/163063070</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/163063070</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 23:29:00 +0200</pubDate><category>my poetry</category></item><item><title>war</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Oftentimes I’m quiet and only exist in the outmost physical form. &lt;br/&gt;These are the times I want to forget the world.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/160163290</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/160163290</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 03:06:56 +0200</pubDate><category>div</category></item><item><title>"if it doesn’t come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don’t do it.
unless it..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;if it doesn’t come bursting out of you&lt;br/&gt;
in spite of everything,&lt;br/&gt;
don’t do it.&lt;br/&gt;
unless it comes unasked out of your&lt;br/&gt;
heart and your mind and your mouth&lt;br/&gt;
and your gut,&lt;br/&gt;
don’t do it.&lt;br/&gt;
if you have to sit for hours&lt;br/&gt;
staring at your computer screen&lt;br/&gt;
or hunched over your&lt;br/&gt;
typewriter&lt;br/&gt;
searching for words,&lt;br/&gt;
don’t do it.&lt;br/&gt;
if you’re doing it for money or&lt;br/&gt;
fame,&lt;br/&gt;
don’t do it.&lt;br/&gt;
if you’re doing it because you want&lt;br/&gt;
women in your bed,&lt;br/&gt;
don’t do it.&lt;br/&gt;
if you have to sit there and&lt;br/&gt;
rewrite it again and again,&lt;br/&gt;
don’t do it.&lt;br/&gt;
if it’s hard work just thinking about doing it,&lt;br/&gt;
don’t do it.&lt;br/&gt;
if you’re trying to write like somebody&lt;br/&gt;
else,&lt;br/&gt;
forget about it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
if you have to wait for it to roar out of&lt;br/&gt;
you,&lt;br/&gt;
then wait patiently.&lt;br/&gt;
if it never does roar out of you,&lt;br/&gt;
do something else.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;if you first have to read it to your wife&lt;br/&gt;
or your girlfriend or your boyfriend&lt;br/&gt;
or your parents or to anybody at all,&lt;br/&gt;
you’re not ready.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;don’t be like so many writers,&lt;br/&gt;
don’t be like so many thousands of&lt;br/&gt;
people who call themselves writers,&lt;br/&gt;
don’t be dull and boring and&lt;br/&gt;
pretentious, don’t be consumed with self-&lt;br/&gt;
love.&lt;br/&gt;
the libraries of the world have&lt;br/&gt;
yawned themselves to&lt;br/&gt;
sleep&lt;br/&gt;
over your kind.&lt;br/&gt;
don’t add to that.&lt;br/&gt;
don’t do it.&lt;br/&gt;
unless it comes out of&lt;br/&gt;
your soul like a rocket,&lt;br/&gt;
unless being still would&lt;br/&gt;
drive you to madness or&lt;br/&gt;
suicide or murder,&lt;br/&gt;
don’t do it.&lt;br/&gt;
unless the sun inside you is&lt;br/&gt;
burning your gut,&lt;br/&gt;
don’t do it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;when it is truly time,&lt;br/&gt;
and if you have been chosen,&lt;br/&gt;
it will do it by&lt;br/&gt;
itself and it will keep on doing it&lt;br/&gt;
until you die or it dies in you.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;there is no other way.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;and there never was.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;So you want to be a writer? by Charles Bukowski.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/154918567</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/154918567</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 16:36:00 +0200</pubDate><category>literature</category></item><item><title>22</title><description>&lt;p&gt;years in life was celebrated with good friends, music, wine, mime games, laughter, no camera, ugly sweaters, beautiful lilies, beer. &lt;br/&gt;Remembered by a hangover.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/154235730</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/154235730</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 15:43:25 +0200</pubDate><category>life</category></item><item><title>I used to not like John Mayer. Now his music is starting to grow...</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i_M5cNcRcMk&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i_M5cNcRcMk&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I used to not like John Mayer. Now his music is starting to grow on me, and I have to admit this video has some fine guitar playing.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/153665100</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/153665100</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 17:10:05 +0200</pubDate><category>music</category></item><item><title>&#13;
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Spent Saturday night on an island at a mini festival, free...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://1.media.tumblr.com/6kPwYhYv6qgmfyrtiSHIkRKHo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2426/3766909416_60cebf04d5.jpg" align="left" width="400" height="311"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3264/3766110841_31f89d4e8e.jpg" align="left" width="398" height="178"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;Spent Saturday night on an island at a mini festival, free for the good of the community. &lt;br/&gt;Thom Hell did not disappoint.&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;photo//private&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/151064838</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/151064838</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 22:24:00 +0200</pubDate><category>photography</category><category>music</category></item><item><title>"- We gather our arms full of guilt as though it were precious stuff. 

- I think this is the..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;- We gather our arms full of guilt as though it were precious stuff. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;- I think this is the best-known story in the world because it is everybody’s story. I think it is the symbol story of the human soul. […] The greatest terror a child can have is that he is not loved, and rejection is the hell he fears. I think everyone in the world to a large or small extent has felt rejection. And with rejection comes anger, and with anger some kind of crime in revenge for the rejection, and with the crime guilt — and there is the story of mankind. […] The human is the only guilty animal.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;East of Eden by John Steinbeck; Lee on his thoughts on the story of Cain and Abel.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/148199647</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/148199647</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 13:59:00 +0200</pubDate><category>literature</category></item><item><title>Instamatic</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I just got my hands on an instamatic camera; Agfamatic 100 sensor. &lt;br/&gt;I’m dying to use it, but it seems there’s hardly a 126 film left in the world.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/146142488</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/146142488</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 18:11:00 +0200</pubDate><category>photography</category></item><item><title>



A collection of memoriesBedding from our country house, and...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://12.media.tumblr.com/6kPwYhYv6q3q2tit7ciT5a9Wo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2596/3736325596_a82a005c69.jpg?v=0" align="left" width="400" height="265"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2474/3735532225_ac4c3bf841.jpg?v=0" align="left" width="401" height="365"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2589/3735533275_86472c8dc1.jpg?v=0" align="left" width="401" height="266"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2534/3735533793_72af66a429.jpg?v=0" align="left" width="400" height="269"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A collection of memories&lt;br/&gt;Bedding from our country house, and it smells like summer, the 70s, farm and hay, my childhood.&lt;br/&gt;Kaleidoscope, which really is a newly purchased one, but it reminds me of a girl who made me feel worthless and looking at the colours made me wish I was colourful and vibrant. Looking at them now have me half realizing I was.&lt;br/&gt;A beautiful spinning top I found cleaning out one of the coffee shops/bars in my hometown. &lt;br/&gt;And blur; summer has been a blur thus far.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;photo//private&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/144873002</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/144873002</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2009 21:45:00 +0200</pubDate><category>photography</category><category>life</category></item><item><title>"A first sign of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die."</title><description>“A first sign of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Franz Kafka&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/138549155</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/138549155</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 21:11:00 +0200</pubDate><category>literature</category></item><item><title>My birthday is coming up. After some research, and today’s...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://19.media.tumblr.com/6kPwYhYv6pkwt7o9BF96vFFto1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;My birthday is coming up. After some research, and today’s purchase of a kaleidoscope, I will have to revise. Turns out my Nike Air shoes don’t work with the Nike Kit! Every day I read 100+ blogs, and one of them had a list inspired by another blog’s list and I thought I’d carry on the idea, hence the 21 things to do before I turn 22. &lt;br/&gt;It strikes me now I should probably have started earlier, since my birthday is Aug 2. Any ideas to share? Throw them at me, thanks!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2560/3694647834_5443f285d3.jpg?v=0" align="left" width="370" height="500"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Another list, this one of films I wanna see, cinema and DVD.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3544/3694648530_30fa6284bd.jpg?v=0" align="left" width="395" height="301"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lastly a drawing I did yesterday to pass boring Sunday time. Modesty Blaise is my only comic strip heroine. Don’t think I did her justice, though.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/136478594</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/136478594</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 17:46:00 +0200</pubDate><category>lists</category><category>drawing</category></item><item><title>On patience </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Things to do instead of writing: &lt;br/&gt;None.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Things to write:&lt;br/&gt;None.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/135970208</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/135970208</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2009 21:31:04 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>











There’s not much to do around here.
The books...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://17.media.tumblr.com/6kPwYhYv6pggsr3kadyDWETEo1_r1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2591/3684511486_b3f7de8f8f.jpg?v=0" align="left" width="406" height="301"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;











&lt;p&gt;There’s not much to do around here.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The books I’m reading this summer&lt;br/&gt;and &lt;br/&gt;I did a quick study of the growths on our porch. It is safe to say the members of my family are known for other things than their green fingers.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/134762176</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/134762176</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 15:07:00 +0200</pubDate><category>drawing</category></item><item><title>“The goal of life is to make your heart beat to the beat...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://10.media.tumblr.com/6kPwYhYv6pfjsoqulec6sIOvo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;“The goal of life is to make your heart beat to the beat of the universe, to match your nature with nature.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I spent the day second hand shopping, and one of the stores put my itmes in this zippered paperbag. Found a typewriter too, and I now regret not buying it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;photo//private&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/134377431</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/134377431</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 23:43:00 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>thlom:
Totalnekt</title><description>&lt;img src="http://6.media.tumblr.com/f16zoTJpup994atwzhaVTfjMo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://litt.smuss.org/post/131670688/totalnekt" target="_blank"&gt;thlom&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Totalnekt&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/132868342</link><guid>http://electroclash.tumblr.com/post/132868342</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 13:42:17 +0200</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
