jakupsson

paris

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 08:05:45 -0700

city street

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 08:05:31 -0700

drink

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 08:05:29 -0700

yes, i drink.

home

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 08:05:25 -0700

view from my home in the faroe islands.

little me

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 08:05:22 -0700

me as tiny caveman.

self-indulgent

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 08:05:14 -0700

another self-indulgent photo.

klaver

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 08:04:37 -0700

feeding of the church piano.

gongugota

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 08:04:31 -0700

gøtuvík.

das

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 07:55:27 -0700

ongin

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 07:55:14 -0700

solitude

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 07:53:27 -0700

wallad

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 07:53:23 -0700

bufallo

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 07:53:07 -0700

soil

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 07:53:02 -0700

club

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 07:52:58 -0700

culture

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 07:44:37 -0700

The ridiculous one

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 07:41:42 -0700

I am a ridiculous person. Now they call me a madman. That would be a promotion if it were not that I remain as ridiculous in their eyes as before. But now I do not resent it, they are all dear to me now, even when they laugh at me - and, indeed, it is just then that they are particularly dear to me. I could join in their laughter - not exactly at myself, but through affection for them, if I did not feel so sad as I look at them. Sad because they do not know the truth and I do know it. Oh, how hard it is to be the only one who knows the truth! But they won't understand that. No, they won't understand it. - - - First paragraph of "The Dreams of a Ridiculous Man" by Fyodor Dostoevski.