Sunday, March 14, 2021

From a strange planet - 31

A pleasant sunny, snowy road.
But what is that square, dark shape in the background?
What are those rectangular boxes?
Spooky geometries, both by night and by day.

Menacing cars parked in the wood.
A secret transaction?
Did someone walk into these woods? Did they come back?
A lake is watching through the trees. Who drowned there?
Will this place be pleasant when spring comes?

A small hill.
Probably it's very old. Older than the road.
It might hide a buried treasure.
Or it could be solid granite.
That's for you to decide.
Why dig here, if you can dig everywhere?

The horizon calls. Very horizontal.
The house shines.
Rows of trees. Very vertical.
Rotation preserves angles and lengths.

Fields wait for spring in the background.
Looking at fields is a blessing.
Time slows down. Calm descends.
Thank the creator for fields. They save us daily.

The obvious road.
And the less obvious road.
Going there, and there.
None go to the dark mountain.
The radio tower transmits, but not for us.
Someone owns it, but not for us.
We drive by, obedient.

Nothing happens, nothing changes.
A parallel road no one ever takes.
A fence separates two boring spaces.
Black mothers with black strollers.
Roll new life across danger.

It is not how it looks.
Thomas Ligotti is here.

Far away is beautiful. Very far.
The woods are complicated. Light scatters.
Who or what lives there? A statue?


Borderlands.
Trees like flags. Clouds like flares.
Shining roads.
Conveyor belts to home.

Hills.
The horizon of longing.
Thirty years war.

Fv. 289 Hurum
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=1330136

Fv. 281 Storsand Hurum
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=2046858

E6 Nøstvett
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=2580261

E6 Støkken
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=2037119

E6 Vestby
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=278609

E6 Ingedal
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=109904

Fv. 118 Svinesund
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=457918

Fv. 101 Prestebakke
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=110917

Fv. 124 Strømsfoss
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=109117

E18 Ørje grense
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=722047

E18 Holstad
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=627532

Sunday, February 28, 2021

From a strange planet - 30

 We make a connection to our previous travels at Vinje, on E134 after its crossing with the Rv.9. From there we travel East. We take a few side roads through the countryside and admire the snowy landscape. We see things that are not there at all. We are melodramatic about them. We don't care. Landscape does that to us. We connect to our previous travels at Fv. 313 Bogen. And Thomas Ligotti, everywhere Ligotti. And Franz Kafka, everywhere Kafka. 

Houses in the background, hidden behind bare trees.
By full moon you see tree shadows, and porch lights.
A sign speaks its short message.
The rocks invite you to see the distance.
A portal is there, waiting.

Flat snow with electricity pole.
Not here, there is calling.
Into the hills.
Dark closed houses, lit by the light of the radio mast.
To sit there, and freeze alone in silence.

Even on sunny days the light does not reach here.
Entrance to somewhere.
Darker by day than by night.

By day light before dark.
By night dark before light.
Sign says 40 + 60 = 100. A square.

A wall of trees.
Snowy rocks like waiting people.

Sparks descending from the faraway hills.
Trees dancing in the night light.

Toll house for the mountain entrance.
Signs shining.

A faraway detail contains romantic light.
From here it's a fairytale.
How does here look from there?
Two cat eyes are watching us.

Here you can sit in the shining glass house.
Here you can shit in the sinning glass house.
Light penetrates everything.
Early one winter morning during my childhood, while I was still lying in bed upstairs, watching a few snowflakes floating outside my bedroom window, I heard a voice from downstairs say these words: ‘The ice is breaking up on the river.’ This voice was like no other that was familiar to me. It was very harsh and yet very quiet at the same time, as though a heap of rusted machinery had whispered something from the shadows of an old factory. - Thomas Ligotti, Sideshow, and other stories, II. Premature communication.

You park your car here and you look through the scrawny trees down at the water.
No one pushes his way through here, certainly not someone with a message from a dead man. But you sit at your window and dream of that message when evening comes. - An Imperial Message by Franz Kafka, Translation by Ian Johnston

E134 Vinje
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=757803


Fv. 37 Raulandsfjellet
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=774337

Fv. 37 Jønjiljo
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=308574

Fv. 40 Veggli
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=1227446

Rv. 7 Østre Krødsherad
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=281232

Rv. 7 Nordtjernlia
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=1813708

Rv. 7 Rallerud
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=774316

Rv. 7 Sokna
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=281064

Rv. 35 Nakkerud
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=457921

Fv. 319 Sagbukta
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=271886

Fv. 313 Bogen
https://www.vegvesen.no/public/webkamera/kamera?id=576514