Hello, world. I wonder if there’s anybody out there still reading this. If not, that’s understandable, considering I update like once every six months and completely fail at social media. Perhaps I am getting old, but I just can’t be bothered. Still, apparently, the urge to spill my thoughts out…
Welcome
There are some who call me… Tim? Pronouns they/them. Former astrophysicist, current poet and storyteller, perpetual weirdo.
I intend to follow Mary Oliver’s Instructions for living a life:
1. Pay attention.
2. Be astonished.
3. Tell about it.
You are invited to follow along on my poetic life journey. This web page is mostly a blog where I irregularly share my poetry, recaps of adventures and general musings. For the most part I write in English, but occasional Swedish may occur. It’s been alive for 14 years and counting, although (like me) it has gone through some shape-shifting along the way.
For the latest posts, scroll down on this page. If you’re looking for a specific topic or post, you can find a search box and a tag cloud in the sidebar on this page.
If you’re curious about other pieces of art or science I’ve scattered across the internet, do take a look at my list of creations.
Well met, until our paths cross in Cyberspace or Meatspace. (Meatspace is my favourite, really. Hope to smell and touch you at some point.)
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Letting go
No rest for the wicked. This spring is seeing us kicked out of our house because our landlords want to sell it. Unfair? Not if you ask the capitalist system. It’s their legal right in any case, and so now we’re flailing to find an apartment at three months notice…
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My Voice
Time for my YouTube debut! Behold: My Voice. A poetic expression of my voice-related dysphoria. This has been a project long in the making. Originally a spoken word performance co-created with a friend, I decided to record it as a poetic duet with myself. So here I am in two…
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The Other is out there
Oh happy day! A while ago I was challenged to write a queer gothic horror short story. I rose to the challenge with a trans theme and attempting to channel Clive Barker. The Other went on to be picked up by the Briar Press publishing house for the anthology of…
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To give up who I used to be
A spiral cord that ties me to my past Spells out in code the story that is I A story of my fate to be outcast And face each morning with a battle-cry Each battle means a chance to build a wall A story is a prison made of…
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What I promised my life partner
Long time, no see. I’ve been busy with life, to say the least. I got married! A thing I used to vehemently insist I would never want to do. Yet here I am. I love the unpredictability of life. And I love changing. Identity is not a stationary thing, it…
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Adventures in Japan
My job sent me to Japan. They joke at work that I’m becoming the agency’s globetrotter, and I guess it’s mostly true. I am far from complaining. Even though I still, after all these years, turn into a puddle of anxiety before every trip, it’s worth it. I love seeing…
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The longest journey
The longest journey is the one within A multitude of pathways to explore Infinity resides beneath your skin Inviting you to travel to the core Each step you take will have to be your own In silence you must face what comes your way The darkest road you have to…
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A year of celebration
Happy solstice and new year and stuff. How have you been? I’ve had an amazing year. There’s been pain too, but all in all I’m just so grateful to be alive. Thank you, past Tim, for hanging in there. It was so worth it, making it through all that shit.…
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Yoga and skeletons
Damn it. I have officially failed in the continuity of my blogging. For the past twelve years I have managed to post at least once a month, until now. Oh well, life goes on. Not like anyone other than me had noticed it, in any case. October was a pretty…