Henrik Hageland
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A poet, a writer of feelings and hope. A Dane and inhibitant of the Earth thinking about what is to come.
A good story told or invented. Human all the way through.
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Taboo of Gay Signet Rings To Popular Heterosexual Piercings
This Article was Previously published on Medium.com and was boosted by the Medium Curation Team. I notice many signals in everyday life. How are you dressed, or what kind of jewelry do you wear? What meaning lies behind the specific pieces of jewelry you choose? In this article, I want to look at some signals from the past.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Pride
Tikki and the Elf´s Ring
In Denmark, we have a dog breed that in English speaking countries you know as a "dachshund," but in Danish, it's called a "gravhund." Translated literally, "dig-dog" – well, that's not quite correct because the prefix "grav" refers to a fox or badger's burrow, which the breed was developed to fit perfectly into in order to chase the animal out. However, there's now a widespread misconception that it’s because they love to dig.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Fiction
When Technology Drowns the Voice
Modern, automated world. Mad machines that beep. Attention-demanding. Time-stealing. Movement-restricting little devils. The washing machine that beeps it’s done. The oven that tells you the food is ready. Why doesn't the laundry basket tell you when it's full? Humans should not think. Senses disengaged.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Poets
The Taste of Connection
Eggs, flour, sugar, meat, potatoes, cold cuts, paper towels, candy, a bottle of rosé wine. It’s Friday. The day Simon allows himself to indulge. He plans to bake a cake when he gets home and enjoy the warmth from the oven while he prepares dinner in his large, bright kitchen, savoring the taste of the cool rosé.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Pride
When Good Words Fail: Facing a Friend's Sudden Cancer Diagnosis
What can you say? There are no words that can provide comfort in that moment. I was standing with my dog by the roadside. My good friends had stopped their car and told me they were on their way to a larger nearby city so that my friend could have an urgent CT scan.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Humans
