Author: kims

I just turned forty years old. Its an improvement for any tree to add a ring to the stem and by that logic I see this milestone to be an improvement. Just like we see the iphone 17 as an improved iphone 16. Lydia Kims 40 is an improvement of the previous Lydia Kims 39…

Dear diary, I stumbled upon a new investment strategy that I don’t know will work out as intended but I started it anyway. I truly love it because it’s next level complicated. What you do is you buy put contracts of a given company, I chose the Charles Schwab bank, the contracts have a date…

Im reading a book on magic, its a thick book. As a small kid, four years of age, I remember myself searching for books on magic. I opened one book after another at my grandfathers house, but I didn’t find the book. I couldn’t read, yet I knew what I was searching for, and I…

I have a somewhat challenging endeavour at hand It started when I received a phone call at work: ,, Lydia, is that you?” Yes, thats me “Thank god, im told you are the one that can help” Whats the issue? “The factory will be bulldozed next monday” A year later I sat down with owners…

I have always been a fan of happiness, almost like a birdwatcher, waiting, pursuing, pressing forth in order to situate oneself in the midst of the best birds. And I have come to think… if birdwatching is really done well via pursuit. Just like many others have contemplated the pursuit of happiness. Taking the algebra…

Im sitting inside my dads volvo, heating my self up after swimming in the cold icelandic ocean. My hair is soaking wet and my skin is still pretty moist. Im smiling wide. Its my sisters birthday today, and this is our way of celebrating, swimming in the ocean. I love it! But not more than…

What is the unknown? Is the unknown a descriptor of the unattained knowledge that awaits its discovery? Or, is it the dog’s tail that in stillness, never runs away. Could it then be that the unattainable never was anywhere else, it was never without, it always was, here:: within. Can you believe it, or is…

There exists a force deeply within, it also exists further without. It is everywhere in-between and also somewhere else where everything else is not. This is the beginning of understanding the self, the attempt to honor the depth of the self. It brings up the ageless question of who’s who and is anyone anything other…

Its a Sunday morning, and today, I am headed with my beautiful friend Eva to our first freemason meeting together. We are both quite clueless on what type of freemason door we are walking through, but, we are curious enough to do so. I have recently been thinking more than usually about the blue energy…

This is a diary of sorts. Retrogrades and full moons, transits and transgressions: deaths and awakenings. When we enter the world, every morning, like a beautiful ground-hog: we do so with certain aspirations. These aspirations may be very unintelligible as they appear to be a blend of many desires bundled into one big cluster of:…

Happiness comes from within. A statement I adhere to fully, all in, full force. Compassion also comes from within, I am sure of that. These statements suggest strongly that a choice can be made, whether and how compassionate and how happy one chooses to be. Do what thou wilt shall….. Be what? ….. under will.…

Currently astrologically, there is a lot happening. The feud of religions and polarized ideologies will escalate as simultaneously a technological revolution takes place. Its an interesting pattern that has happened regularly, a pattern coinciding with astrological events. And yes, this was forecasted, and reality is again showcasing how subject human life is to: patterns. In…

We have all heard the story about the sun with sunglasses. Usually that story is told with one picture. Most often that picture is drawn by a kid. Think about that for a moment, why do kids draw a sun with sunglasses? They are rarely if ever asked specifically to do that, moreso they are…

Yin og Yang Nótt og Dagur Ljós og Myrkur Líf og Dauði Uppsretta alls og endalok alls. Að teikna og stroka út. Að anda inn og anda út.

I dare you reader to remember this very well. To live and let go, is to stop yourself from stopping yourself.Stopping yourself from stopping yourself will make your ego vanish. Just understand that pain is a byproduct of the ego. Existence surrounds you, it spews out of you, it enters into you. There is nothing…

I have a heart, it is somewhere here inside me…

Good afternoon fellow Americans, I am not an American, not fully atleast. A part of my country is American though, the other part is European, Iceland happens to be exactly placed on the geographical juncture of the two continents. I could therefor theorize, that I am an American, by part, atleast. That is not the…

I have no idea actually. Considdering the fact that I am a allegedly a human by means of scientific association, I must pretend that I actually am one. Don’t take this the wrong way, I know that I am by definition, a human. It is just that the entanglement is not perhaps as definite as…

I often write a diary, I write it for myself and, yeah, probably, only myself. There is this lingering idea that perhaps one day my grandchildren might read it and therefor I try to write it with two principles: not too fuzzy of a handwriting and also not too erotic, not too vulgar and plain…