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How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.
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“All I wanted was my art and the chance to be the creator of my own world, my own reality. I wanted the open road and new beginnings every day.”— Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps by Charlotte Eriksson
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“All I wanted was my art and the chance to be the creator of my own world, my own reality. I wanted the open road and new beginnings every day.”

— Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps by Charlotte Eriksson

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What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
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Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.
Rūmī 

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One may think we’re alright
But we need pills to sleep at night
We need lies to make it through the day
We’re not okay

One may think we’re doing fine
But if I had to lay it on the line
We’re losing ground with every passing day
We’re not okay

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My beautiful tattoo inspired by the glass child ♡

Everything about this makes my heart beat faster.
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My beautiful tattoo inspired by the glass child ♡

Everything about this makes my heart beat faster.

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Gentlemen. This is what rape culture is like:

Imagine you have a Rolex watch. Nice fancy Rolex, you bought it because you like the way it looks and you wanted to treat yourself. And then you get beaten and mugged and your Rolex is stolen. So you go to the police. Only, instead of investigating the crime, the police want to know why you were wearing a Rolex instead of a regular watch. Have you ever given a Rolex to anyone else? Is it possible you wanted to be mugged? Why didn’t you wear long sleeves to cover up the Rolex if you didn’t want to be mugged?

And then after that, everywhere you go, there are constant jokes about stealing your Rolex. People you don’t even know whistle at your Rolex and make jokes about cutting your hand off to get it. The media doesn’t help either; it portrays people who wear Rolexes as flamboyant assholes who secretly just want someone to come along and take that Rolex off their hands. When damn, all you wanted was to wear a nice watch without getting harassed for it. When you complain that you are starting to feel unsafe, people laugh you off and say that you are too uptight. Never mind you got violently attacked for the crime of wearing a friggin time piece.

Imagining all that? It sucks, doesn’t it.

Now imagine you could never take the Rolex off.

The Wretched of the Earth: [TW: rape] On Rape Culture

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e. e. cummings, “[i like my body when it is with your]”
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e. e. cummings, “[i like my body when it is with your]”

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‘I’m bored’ is a useless thing to say. I mean, you live in a great, big, vast world that you’ve seen none percent of. Even the inside of your own mind is endless, it goes on forever, inwardly, do you understand? The fact that you’re alive is amazing, so you don’t get to say ‘I’m bored.’
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I finally know the difference between pleasing and loving, obeying and respecting. It has taken me so many years to be okay with being different, and with being this alive, this intense.
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Exactly to the day 1 year ago I wrote this song and filmed this little video and today I started recording the studio-version of it! I also look 10 years older in this video than I do now in some weird Benjamin Button way. And yes, that’s a flying teddy bear hanging over my head :)

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But I realized something. About art. And psychiatry. They’re both self-perpetuating systems. Like religion. All three of them promise you a sense of inner worth and meaning, and spend a lot of time telling you about the suffering you have to go through to achieve it. As soon as you get a problem in any one of them, the solution it gives is always to go deeper into the same system. They’re all in rather uneasy truce with one another in what’s actually a mortal battle. Like all self-reinforcing systems. At best, each is trying to encompass the other two and define them as sub-groups. You know: religion and art are both forms of madness and madness is the realm of psychiatry. Or, art is the study and praise of man and man’s ideals, so therefore a religious experience just becomes a brutalized aesthetic response and psychiatry is just another tool for the artist to observe man and render his portraits more accurately. And the religious attitude I guess is that the other two are only useful as long as they promote the good life. At worst, they all try to destroy one another. Which is what my psychiatrist, whether he knew it or not, was trying, quite effectively, to do to my painting. I gave up psychiatry too, pretty soon. I just didn’t want to get all wound up in any systems at all.

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Avatar My FIRST BOOK "Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps" OUT NOW! Available through the official The Glass Child Store www.theGlassChild.bigcartel.com, Amazon UK & US.  
 
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When I was 18 I moved all on my own from my home in Sweden to London to create the life I wanted to live and find the person I wanted to be. Since then I've started my own record label "Broken Glass Records", produced, recorded and released 4 critically acclaimed albums, was named ”Breakthrough Indie Artist Of The Year” by Lemonade Magazine, been played on BBC Radio, played in New York and toured the UK several times. I released a charity-single for the swedish cancer-organization Ung Cancer, to support young victims of the disease, that reached #2 on the swedish Itunes-chart and has over 500,000 views on youtube. After 2 years in London I packed a bag, took my guitar and spent a year on the road. Homeless but at home because I had no destination and I just wanted to be free. I crashed on couches and went everywhere and nowhere. Spent nights on the concrete, had beautiful conversations with strangers and walked foreign streets every day. I learned how to build my home in my music and my art. When I sing or write, I'm not scared anymore. .. . A story comes alive when it's being told, and I'm now ready to share mine. In February 2013 I released my debut full-length album and in April I published my first book called "Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps”. T’he book is about my journey on the road the last years, about self-discovery and what it means to live and love and lose. It’s about the belief in art and about wanting to create the world in my own way. I want to prove to people that you can become whoever you want to be, if you just want it bad enough. I'd like to show you that you can turn all those things you hate about yourself, into art. I’d like to turn everything around me into something beautiful - and that’s what this journey is about. 

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I'm messy and I'm organized and I'm still trying to piece my own self together. I can't sleep at night because how could I close my eyes when there's a whole world out there, calling my name, waiting to be exlored. I love intelligent conversations while laying on empty streets at 5am in the morning, and I love watching the sun rise over a world that is still asleep. I make mistakes and I mess up a lot, but I'm trying to learn how to be okay with that. Some days I couldn't care less about what all of you think about my art because this is my life and all I have. But then there are days when all I want is to be beautiful and good enough and someone to count on. Someone to like and love and believe in. I just really want to mean something to someone. I believe in the future, for I have seen yesterday, and I'm still alive. I laugh a lot and I believe in the beauty in small things, like the coffee in the morning with someone you love, road-trips to nowhere and oceans. I remember every single word from conversations and I have a whole box of unsent letters to myself and every person I've ever met. I'm mostly insecure, but I believe that if you want something bad enough, you can always find a way to get it. I still don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way, and I'm giving my life to this journey. I wanted to turn my life into art, my very existence into a poem. It's been a beautiful fight - and it still is.

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I am determined to stand by my belief that music is bigger than who can afford expensive promo-campaigns and that you can reach out and connect with people even if you don't have a major company that pays for your success. After endless nights, thousands of emails, phone-calls, rejections and 'no's, I am finally standing by my decision to do this all on my own, to record and release my full-length, write and publish my book and hopefully go on tour, but I need your help and support to be able to do this. Your support will go to recording-gear, studio time for my next album, printing of physical CDs, printing of my book, travel-expenses from venue to venue and to print posters and flyers to promote my book and album. If the budget allows, it will also go to printing of merch, that I've been wanting to do for way too long now, but I simply can't afford it. Together we can make this happen! So let's tell the world about our existence! <3

I'd like you to do this journey with me: What we can do to show the world about our belief in music: - Spread, share, post and tell all your friends about my music and my book. Share it on facebook, twitter, your blog etc.

- Buy my music or my book and help me afford to record a 2nd full-length.

- Leave a few words as a "review' of my book on Goodreads.com or Amazon UK & US

- Be who you are and dream bigger than everybody else.





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Charlotte's bookshelf: read

Buddhism Is Not What You Think: Finding Freedom Beyond Beliefs The Will to Power The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing In Search of Duende Nausea Shelley: A Defence Of Poetry

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