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HIM - Tears on Tape review Vents magazine

http://t.co/WRYQIUXHxa

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Your Chance to Die - The American Dream review Vents magazine

http://t.co/7ssTCeuJlO

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Interview with me by Veronica Merlin http://starstonestenfalk.wordpress.com/ New Yorker Times

http://newyorkertimes.com/2013/05/interview-with-writer-and-poet-noel-heart/

Holland Found them

http://horses.nl/algemeen/rollkur-ophef-op-deense-kampioenschappen/

Here is an article a magazine posted, because of the campaign, My friend Veronica and a few of her friends is running against ROLLKUR.
You can find much more about her and the campaign, on her blog

http://starstonestenfalk.wordpress.com/

Here is another article based on their campaign. I am really proud of how far they have managed to get the campaign, to me it is really important, to treat animals good, this is just abused.

Rollkur

I do not know much about this topic, but I do know enough to think it is animal abuse... 
I have a friend who have a lot to say about it, and I will link to her here, because she have been taken a lot of pictures, that shows the use of rollkur at the Danish Championship last week. 

http://starstonestenfalk.wordpress.com/2013/06/16/gone-viral/

http://starstonestenfalk.wordpress.com/2013/06/15/not-letting-it-die-just-yet/

http://starstonestenfalk.wordpress.com/2013/03/02/ban-the-camera/

I just shared her facebook photo album on Dansk Ride Forbunds facebook page, they removed it and wrote me the link was exceeding their guidelines. 

https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.574439575933761.1073741841.100001031717626&type=1

This link is to Veronica´s private photo album on facebook. 
If this was not abuse, why would they be banning all cameras from now on? If they had nothing to hide, why hide it then?

And yes, it is being noticed. A horse magazine contacted her, they wanted to use some of her pictures on their frontpage. 

I hope a lot will give their support, and spread the photos and her articles...

Lullaby

I still can't see the shadows in the darkness

Mary cries her blood in my skin

Lost angels dancing on his lap

Passion and poison dripping from their lips

Tearing apart his broken soul

While I beg of him to

Sing the lullaby from hell

Just one last time

You are still here

I am still here

Still the tears falls from heaven

Always behind the seen

With his last breath

I drew the words from his lips

I have been asked the same question, about this poem over and over again. The line: Always behind the seen. Didn't you mean a scene? no I mean seen. When you look at another human, you see them, but you don't see them. There is always so much more than you see.

When you read my poetry you read the words, but it is not sure you really read the poem. I could go on, but I won't.

Milan Alle´ by Magtens Korridorer

I really love this song....

The Danish lyrics

En julinat
På en kæmpe drages ryg
En ensom kat
På en skællet grøn drageryg
Flygter fra den sidste psykopat
En brandvarm julinat

Milan Allé
Under lyset fra en drøm
Stjerner som sne
På en skællet grøn drageryg
Døden og en dronning og en kat
En brandvarm julinat

Kom og tag min hånd
Der ligger alle mine håb
Jeg har fucket op
og gør det nok igen
Kom og tag min hånd
Der ligger alle mine håb

En julinat
På en kæmpe drages ryg
En nat besat
På en skællet grøn drageryg
Flygter fra den sidste psykopat

Kom og tag min hånd
Der ligger alle mine håb
Jeg har fucket op
og gør det nok igen
Kom og tag min hånd
Der ligger alle mine håb

And I translated the lyrics

a July night
On a huge dragon´s back
A lonely cat
On a scaly green dragon back
Fleeing from the last psychopath
A burning hot July night

Milan Avenue
Under the light from a dream
Stars like snow
On a scaly green dragon back
Death and a queen and a cat
A burning hot July night

Come and take my hand
There lies all my hopes
I've fucked up
and probably do it again
Come and take my hand
There lies all my hopes

a July night
On a huge dragon´s back
A night obsessed
On a scaly green dragon back
Fleeing the last psychopath

Come and take my hand
There lies all my hopes
I've fucked up
and I´ll probably do it again
Come and take my hand
There lies all my hopes

I really like the song, it is odd, but in a weird way it make sense

How much of our self should we gave away?

I have a lot of hopes and dreams, we all have. But I believe not all of them is meant to said out loud, sweet little secrets hold close to the heart...
I had a conversation with a friend last night about it, and he felt like I slapped him in the face, for believing this, it really hurt him, and I am sorry for that. He told me if I didn´t shared my hopes and dreams close to my heart, with a friend or lover, before I sat them on fire, and watched them burn, I would be the one watching others go hand in hand through life. If he is right about that, i gladly walk through life alone, for something I truly believe in...
When it comes to things I believe in, I am a mountain, and this mountain can´t be moved, unless it want to moved. And this is one of my really bad personality features, I am stubborn like hell, and when I make up my mind about something, I hardly never change my mind. I know what I want in my life, and I usually get it, I have the road laid out wide open for me,I may sometimes I take the longest shortcut to get there...
I have a lot of hope and dreams I gladly talk about, but I have a few that is mine, they are private. These are the ones closest to my heart, the ones I desire the most, these are my secrets. I believe that not all secrets are meant to be told. If it makes me strong or weak, I do not know, and I don´t care, it makes me who I am...
I know some people or many people or open people, but I am very closed and private. I hear a lot that I seems arrogant when people meet the first time, but when they get to know me, if they do, I am not at all...
I am really hard to get to know, and I need to see who I am dealing with before I let them in. Many I never let in, they stay in the outer zone of people I just have to have in my life, because they are family or a friend of the family. I rather have a few really close friends I can trust, then a lot of random people that can´t keep my secrets. When I talk to people I expect them to take my every word as a secret, not because they all are, but because I find it respect-less not to, And I rather walk away from someone I can´t trust, then to watch my words when they are around...
No so I am not willing to give myself totally away, just to make others happy. It would make we feel naked while I still try to strip...
I have kids and a husband, but I do not talk much about them, because it is private...
As I always says: My heart belongs to me, what goes on in there is mine...
So i keep my hopes and dreams to myself, and believe me, they are sweet little secrets. And who knows maybe someday, I will be able to say that they are not sweet secrets anymore, but they came true...
And yes we should be careful what we wish for, it might come true. http://starstonestenfalk.wordpress.com/ can tell you, that some of my hopes and dreams had become true lately, but I know she will keep my secrets...

The Night Came

The night came

Riding on the storm

With a top hat and a cat

Closed eyes

Closed mind

Closed heart

The queen and death

Dances on the lake

Fighting to stay alive

She lost her glass shoe

Over and over and over again

Just for you every night

Escaping the time

Please don´t break it again

I want this dream to be over