The Earth has completed another orbit around the Sun, and apparently I managed to survive this one as well. As per usual, the close of the year found me at a place I could scarecely have imagined at its beginning. The most profound characteristic of 2018 was that I finally…

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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At home
Back in my paradise. I haven’t seen the sun for three weeks, and I could hardly be happier. Snow. Mountains. Stars. Moon. Aurora. Work. Skiing. Reindeer. Books. Reflection. 20 hours of darkness, 4 hours of twilight. Waiting for the lake to freeze. Joy. Peace. The dragon in its element.…
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Summer of 1609
With apologies to Galileo Galilei and Bryan Adams. This is what comes of me reading up on the history of astronomy, and having a job that leaves a lot of room for creative thinking. I took my two curved lenses And placed them in a hollow tube I saw the…
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Transgender Day of Remembrance
Hello world. This is a post which is Actually Important, so please read it. Today is Transgender Day of Remembrance. A day when we remember and honour all the transgender folks who have died because of anti-transgender violence or suicide. I’m not dead yet, and I’m planning to keep it…
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Asexuality: it’s a thing!
Hi folks! Are you aware that this week is Asexuality awareness week? Well, it totally is! So today, for the first time ever, I’m happy to have a guest writer here on Scribo, ergo sum. A friend of mine, who wishes to remain anonymous, is here to tell you about…
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The things I used to love
If ever I declare my life is done If I grow sick of what the world’s made of Remind me of the things I used to love If ever I give up on having fun Remind me that I used to be the one To always take the time to…
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Varför jag tänker rösta på F!
Jag tänker rösta på F! i valet. Nej, jag håller inte med om allt de står för. Men jag tänker göra det ändå. Varför? Främst av normaliseringsskäl: Overtonfönstret (det vill säga det spektrum av åsikter som anses rimliga, vettiga, eller över huvud taget diskuterbara, se https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Overton_window) behöver förskjutas åt såväl…
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Undisguised and naked
[The atmosphere] is for my mouth forever, I am in love with it, I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked, I am mad for it to be in contact with me. — Walt Whitman (Song of Myself) The leaves on the…
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Review: Last Chance to See by Douglas Adams
Last Chance to See by Douglas Adams My rating: 5 of 5 stars I was a big fan of Douglas Adams already, still I have to say that upon reading this book my respect and admiration for him, as an author but even more still as a human being, has…
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In my dream I was lost in the woods
I had a dream, and in my dream I was lost in the woods. I came upon a gathering of trolls, and I was scared, ’cause who knows what creatures with such tails might do to me? But I came upon their washbasin, and it couldn’t have been cleaned in…