Kirjad Inglile
- Year:
- 2011
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If One is not, nothing is. Plato
I'm starting to calm down.
I can write and think freely again
Think and pass my thoughts on to you -
so you can consider them further.
That visit to Dad's home was so short.
The confusion there
smelt of corpses.
And worse than in the desert
Damp climate, is that why?
I must go back where I came from, to
the mountains It's simpler there.
You go and fight with the others.
The relationships
are clear, though no one
Maybe that's the natural
human state - fighting
Reverence for life is forgotten,
pointless or misinterpreted.
I've seen so many dead
and murdered people.
And I've killed so much,
that my soul is hardened.
At Dad's funeral I felt something else.
Dad's death was something
else; it changes everything.
Death changes into what it is.
The hardness disappears and in its
place there's sorrow, maybe mourning.
And memory opens up to what is long
gone, lost behind the wall of oblivion.
LETTERS TO ANGEL
The city has always
been alien to me.
Linda wanted to get out of the
swamp, to an apartment in town.
We'd just found a
suitable one and moved in
when I was sent to Afghanistan.
A draft.
I got the call and the next morning
I was already on the flight.
I had no clue where I was going or why I
was the one being uprooted from my life.
Now I'm back and the time that's
passed is like an endless dream
God or Allah knows how long it was...
F***, they won't let you sleep!
Now, that Danish guy showed them
how to wank off.
A cello stuffed between your knees, the
bow moving back and forward like a dick.
Women are sure to get an orgasm.
They do! And they want it.
You believe me?
I'll kill her! During an orgasm.
I will strangle her from behind
at the end of the orgasm.
I will strangle her.
I will strangle my own wife.
while she's coming. I will.
I will blow this whole
damn town sky high.
The whole f***in' town.
Pieces will rain down from the sky.
Listen Muslim,
I had an idea how to save this town
You'll take care of my wife.
Why get my own hands dirty
if I already got a fundamentalist.
You rip the whore's throat out or put
a bullet in her neck- your choice.
I'll pay, whatever it costs.
Think. You'll save the whole town.
Just one atheist - and the town is saved
No bombs... silence...
Simple.
I'll pay half now, you'll
get the other half later.
Salaam aleikum!
Hello, I'm Fee, with two E's.
- Hello.
come meet you, so she sent me.
She got married on the weekend...
to a Dane. A Danish cellist.
Imagine
- Senta's husband is a cellist.
or whatever they're called.
Santa brought him back from Denmark.
They say there isn't
much land left there
You been to Denmark?
- No. -You haven't?
Santa says you're a globetrotter.
And you haven't been to Denmark.
Training.
It's a swamp, a marsh, a mire
Nein! Santa! Please! Nein!
Funeral on Wednesday. Aline.
Dear Angel, you may argue
with me and say that only I
talk to you while you listen
quietly, if even that.
But no, don't argue, this
is a dialogue and we will
we meet face to face.
I hear your voice and words clearly,
and I answer you. If I can.
And if you want my words to remain
a monologue, then I tell you:
everything's a monologue, everything we
hear, think or say, even a dialogue.
Physically I've only heard you once
On the telephone.
I say that time and
again, because that was
the start of everything
in our discussions.
Your voice, as I heard it on the
telephone then was my own voice.
I recognised it right away.
For a moment I was back
with my own dead Mum and
I heard my own crying...
And I thought that you
and I have the same
cry and that's the
basis of everything.
"The pain of the world",
if you can describe crying that way.
any woman will ever kiss you
Or is it self-defense?
In that case you're behind the times;
nowadays there are
more efficient defense
mechanisms, than chewing
on an ink pen...
Is lipstick any better?
- Lipstick isn't poisonous.
And a good color doesn't
stop you from kissing.
Besides, I don't use
lipstick every day.
Any other questions?
- Yes. -Well, ask.
Is there an oculist
practicing in this town?
- Why does that interest you?
You asked if I had any questions.
Do you know if we still
have an eyeglass shop?
If we do, then it's over where
the pharmacy used to be
It's on the main street,
next to the lingerie shop.
Milan. Have you been to Milan?
- No.
Too bad. -What do you mean?
- That you haven't been to Milan
When did you last have
your eyes checked?
They were okay then?
- Yes. 21-
You've never had glasses?
- I have.
How strong?
- I don't know. American ones.
I found them in the mountains,
with a NASA label.
Belonged to a dead sniper.
You can see well with them?
- That's just it - I can't.
You don't have a light
phobia, do you?
The sun doesn't make you dizzy?
- Sometimes...
Look with both eyes.
Which is brighter- red or green?
Red - no, green...
- No. - Red...
How many hours have you slept?
- Last night I was on a train.
Get a good night's sleep
and come back tomorrow.
Yes?
- Santa from the hostel.
You wrote the book, Songs of a
Battlefield Surveyor Are you a surveyor?
What's this about?
- I'm in the archives and
I need you urgently.
The archive's closing down.
Edda will copy some
papers I need.
But we don't know what papers we need
to buy land Can you hear me? - Yes.
We need help. You hear?
- Yes, I can hear.
Do you know where the archive is?
Behind the pool?
- No.
You know the sock factory?
In the courtyard of
the old sock factory.
If you're standing by the
factory, the pool is in
front of you, and the
archive is opposite you.
The same building as the training center.
Third floor.
Use the lift. Ask for Edda.
They'll know.
Edda... -Yes, two D's,
not one, as in Buddha.
But with an E, not
a B, and two D's.
Yes, but who am I supposed to.
I'm here to see Edda. - Pardon me?
- I'm here for Edda, at the archives.
What's in your bag?
- A notebook.
Please open the bag
put it on the table.
What's in here?
- Money.
Why don't you keep your money in a bank?
How much do you have here?
- I don't know, it's not my money.
Do you have any ID?
- I do.
Take off your shoes.
- What do you mean?
Take off your shoes, put them next to
your bag and walk through that gate.
Go through the gate.
Come back.
Take off your jacket.
And your vest
Raise your hands.
Turn around.
What do you have here?
- Shrapnel.
Shrapnel?
- From a mine.
You have a doctor's certificate?
- No.
Get one, or you might not be allowed to
?y, if you want to travel somewhere.
If I have to, I'll go by train.
- Suit yourself. I like flying.
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