Saturday, March 14, 2009

Fact Update

I feel it's time to update the facts I wrote here in the summer, as I love facts and guess I'm not the only one :) or at least I hope so.

Updated facts:

The top ten countries visiting (% of total number of visitors) Petra's Notes are:
62,05% Sweden
13,63% United States
6,29% United Kingdom
4,40% Jordan
1,89% Bulgaria
1,47% Canada
1,47% India
0,84% Finland
0,84% Ireland
0,84% Spain

8,2% visit longer than an hour.

31 countries represented among the visitors.

53% of all users use Firefox.

53,40% use Windows XP and 0,20% use Linux.

I must add that the facts are collected from the newest 500 visitors, not the total amount of people that's been here :)

The result from this summer can be found here.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Zipp me this and zipp me that...


A new day, never seen before, takes form right in front of me. I'm still a bit tired, but I know it will be a good day.
I can't believe it's snowing outside, I really thought spring would be here with the little birds and so on. But I guess we'll have to wait some more.
My right hand hurts, or it hurts if I forget it's bruised. This weekend, I think I set a new personal record in how many times I can shave skin off it by accident. My knuckles are red and small pieces of skin is missing. Very pretty!

1½ hours left until I leave for work. I like these weeks, when I start work so late that I get plenty of me-time in the morning. The bad thing is that by the end of the day it barely feels like I have a life...
The zipper on my jacket broke yesterday. That's just my luck, off course it just HAD to start snowing last night. :(

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Does borders feed fear and breed war?

You see them everywhere, borders.
They come in all shapes and purposes, but have one thing in common no matter where you
find them - to define us and them, what's yours and what's not.

To devide the world with pencilsharp lines, is to limit the mind and the body. There are
no such lines, they don't exist. We can build all the walls we may desire, there will be
no line between us. Nothing but air to unifi us in all time, for as long as we will exist.

Dividing power while sitting around a table, these politicians have through history
defined the world in their weird minds and forced the population to accept the side they
happen to live on. Families separated for years, sometimes generations. As it is not a natural
state of the human mind, there has taken much violence to keep these borders real on the planet.
Much blood, too.

Curiosity has turned in to suspicion, as friends turned in to enemies.

But what are borders? What good do they do? Do they make you feel safer? Does the us-and-them
mentality work on you? Do you buy their speeches about enemies and safety?
Or does borders feed fear and breed war?
In modern time, no country is isolated, no market of trade just local.
We interact in many ways and I dare to say that everybody (except the really recluse
loners and tribes) knows people from almost every continent. Most people understand more
than one language.
It is natural to explore and travel. To see new places is a right we take for granted. We feed
our soul and our mental healthiness with new impressions and views of life. We understand
culture and climate, we take part in global ideas and thrive here on the Internet, where
we really don't have a passport to define us. Your nationality fades in to a formal detail,
your mother-tongue becomes irrelevant. We are all the same, even more so than in reality.
We are showered with photos from all corners of the globe and one thing I never see are borders.
As the people are internationalized, why not the political way of acting too?

What ever good borders might once have brought, I don't see a real use for them anymore. They
bring grief and violence, which we have enough of anyway. There is no us-and-them. It doesn't exist!
Borders split ideas and divide greatness in to confusion.
We can try and justify borders by sitting on our lazy butts and say how much we do together these
days, but that's really just because we were born blindfolded. Nations are a joke, there's nothing
natural about it.
But if we keep evolving our tribes on Earth as we have been so far, I have every reason to be
positive. We formed small tribes and then villages, that became groups of villages as pacts of
trade and peace came about. Roads shaped the look of the lands and soon we had metropolitan
cities. Power-hungry rulers wanted more, and war became a frequent fact of politics. Show me
yours and I'll show you mine. Soon they all lost too many men in their armies and they had to
figure a way to live side by side. Voila! The pencil sharp lines where born.
But as we grow both in experience and in dreams, we have steadily become more interactive,
more understanding and more of our natural curiosity comes to the surface. So if we keep
evolving, we will soon be too great to be kept inside politicians borders.





Update on the things in between

As the tight grip of winter is disolving, I can feel it in my body as well. And in everybody's spirit. People seem to fill up with hope and romance, talk of the future and what is to come. It feels like my brain is over-active and I love it. Dreams seem more real than ever and I have a hard time keeping myself grounded as I smile at the thought of my future.
It is chaotic now, and I'm fine with it. Life, stress, work and too little time to just be. But it's ok, cause life is brightening up and soon all of us will trade in our gloomy winter-outfit for a fresh, colorful spring-outfit suited for days in the city.

More and more, I am wrapping my spirit in smiles and I can't feel the stress of life. It's there, but not in my head the way it used to be. I'm not the light-hearted kind of person (well... Rami might say I am, but really I'm not), but I can't help but to let my light and easy-going side come out and completely engulf me in 'so what' and 'doesn't matter'.
Life is not so rigid in the sun, I guess.

Rami is cooking and he's like a sientist, measuring, stiring and making noise. I love it.


Thursday, March 5, 2009

Photography - Frustration, love, hate or something in between?





I can't say I have had time to do all that I would love to do,
but I have had time for photography.
I love angles and capturing objects from a view few put focus on. May it be a classic object
left in the bushes, like the discarded rose. Or a roof so low I can get a rare glimpse of the tiles.
Finding a small park deserted in the middle of the day, making the city appear empty.
Or a snowy evening with the church surrounded by a comforting light.

I have questioned myself why I don't take more photos of people, and I think the final
answer is that people just don't challenge me. It is more difficult to take a somewhat unique photo of an object
that has had the same pose all through its existence, than of a person who can change pose
every ten frames.

Fleeing moments, forgotten details in a city that rushes from one day to the other without much thought
as to what is happening close by.
How many walked by the rose placed on the bushes?
Was it thrown there or carefully placed? What is it a sign of? Frustration, love, hate or
something in between?
I don't know, and I guess I'll never know. And that's the charm of it. Objects brought to life
by the imagination of its audience.