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It's one of my theories that when people give you advice, they're really just talking to themselves in the past.

— Mark Epstein

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Located in the Northeast Atlantic, the Faroe Islands comprise 18 small islands, characterised by steep cliffs, tall mountains, narrow fjords – and a population of 50,000.

The Faroese language derives from Old Norse, which was spoken by the Norsemen who settled the islands 1200 years ago.

Through the centuries, the Faroese have defied the harsh nature and living conditions. Enduring today is a nation in which the living standard is one of the highest in the world. A highly industrial economy mainly based on fisheries and aquaculture continues to flourish, while a Nordic welfare model ensures everyone the opportunity to explore his or her own potential. Faroese maritime expertise is widely renowned and the Faroe Islands export seafood to all six continents.

Positioned strategically between Europe and North America, the Faroe Islands are only a couple of hours’ flight from the metropolitan centres in Northern Europe. Upon arrival, the scenery renders visitors a ravishing natural experience in a society with advanced infrastructure and digital networks.

Centuries of relative isolation have resulted in the preservation of ancient traditions that to this day shape life in the Faroe Islands. The unique mixture of traditional and modern culture characterises the Faroese society, constituting a strong sense of local community and an active outlook as a globalized Nordic nation.

by : © S. Mifsud

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Love (2015)

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do you ever think like. yeah. I’m doing good. and then you’re like. oh. oh I’m crying

Osećaj je kao da vreme previše brzo teče, ceo život ti se vrti pred očima, i izgleda kao da će tvoj život već ujutru kad se probudiš biti pred krajem. Gotov.

Osećaj je takav da ne voliš dan. Dok je svetlo sve se dogadja svetlosnom brzinom i uz to je ultra zanimljivo zbog čega i želiš da traje duže, a u stvari traje sve kraće. I dan je pred krajem dok lupiš dlanom o dlan. Gotov.

Osećaj je takav da počinješ da voliš noć, iako si uvek jebeno obožavala jutra. I dalje ih obožavaš, ali noć je tako primamljivo i opojno spora. U tom njenom razvlačenju se osećaš sigurno, ništa se ne očekuje od tebe jer svi misle da spavaš. Ali sve su to ista sranja, čim se osvestiš opet si na istom mestu. Pred krajem.

Otprilike je takav osećaj. Osećaj čega? Nemam pojma. Znam samo da je tu i da jebeno ne odlazi.