Wolf Cross

I got a Wolf Cross from Åsa for Christmas. I’m both humbled and proud to have it hanging around my neck. The Wolf Cross is supposed to be the oldest Christian cross found on Nordic soil. My cross is a replica of the first Wolf Cross excavated on Iceland in 1910. The original crosses date back to approx 900 AD.

Some believe it to be a transfer from the old way to the new. Keeping the shape of a necessary pagan Thor’s hammer, but adding a distinct Christian design. Even though the cross itself resembles the hammer of Thor, it can be interpreted as the cross St. Peter. An unusual cross to be worn as a necklace today because of the postmodern connotations.

Others, myself included, think this is the first sign of Christianity becoming the predominant religion of the Nordic tribes, i.e., Norsemen left their old faith and adopted a new.

No matter how you look at it, it’s a reminder of my Christian faith and my cultural origins. I’m proud of both.

The Truth

Doyle’s famous consulting detective once said that “when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.”

This is how I view religion in general, and Christianity in particular. There’s just no way we could’ve evolved guided by a mere fluke. God has supervised and created us through it all. Please don’t ask me to explain it all, because I can’t. No more than science can explain what triggers the universe and the laws of physics. The boiling point where physics and metaphysics interact is exciting. It is where science and religion meet, and they’re both lost for words.

I’m Back!

Just a quick note to let you all know that I’m alive and happy. I’ve had time to read and ponder on the more profound things in life during my absence from social media. I’ve grown and reconsidered many of my standpoints, and come to realize that experience is far more overwhelming when you live it instead of just watching others live theirs.

No digital space can ever replace real life; loving, crying, laughing, reminiscing and contemplating the nooks and crannies of your soul must be done in real life.

I will, however, continue to be inspired by the digital sphere, but I will concentrate my efforts on reading and researching my penchants. From now on I will publish content on a new website, as well as expanding my thoughts in print format. My other digital projects will receive minimal attention. More information will be published here for those of you who want to know more about my plans.

I will be on Facebook occasionally, and I will read your comments and posts whenever I feel I have the time. I will PM my postal address to those of you who want to correspond with me using paper and pen. For all others, I will continue to read my Messenger posts now and then, so drop a line if you’d like to get in touch.

I want to wish you all a Very Merry Christmas, and at the same time remind you to remember the reason for the season. May God bless you all as we enter the Fourth of Advent.

Taking a Break

This will be my last post for a while. I won’t be on social media at all for at least two months. After reading several in-depth articles about the devastating effects of digital media, I’ve concluded that I need to do this and see what happens. I want to have more time to read books, write and do some serious thinking; perhaps even do some research in fields I have some knowledge of.

I first thought that what you do matters more than the fact that it’s done digitally. I was wrong. According to all available research, it is the media format which makes us less intelligent, no matter what type of content we consume.

Internet in general and Social media is beginning to become a sickness to the human mind. I need to stop cold turkey and see where this lead. I will only be online on rare occasions, so my social media accounts and my websites will float around in the cold cyberspace without maintenance. The only digital things I will do in my private life are checking my emails, paying bills and perhaps do some writing.

I haven’t decided on the latter yet, but I will initially write everything by hand in my newly purchased notebooks, and perhaps later write my notes and texts on computer and order printed books of my writings.

Perhaps I will join you all again someday, but in the meantime, I will be as analog as possible in our digital age. If you want to reach me, feel free to send an e-mail, or better still a real letter.

Take care and may God bless you all.

Leif is signing out.

Curiosity Saves the Day

History is filled with upraised geniality. If you study the chronicles of human history, you will indeed be thankful for those who paved the way for your intellectual endeavors. Curiosity is the key that unlocks the hidden passages of Clio, but few can decipher the hidden meanings of the words.

Languages As An Extended Self

Are we different people in different languages? I’ve pondered this quite a lot myself. My first language is Swedish, and English is my second language. I also understand Finnish pretty well, but I’m far from fluent when it comes to speaking or writing it.

English is more of a tool to communicate ideas rather than expressing emotions, although I sometimes dabble in writing poetry in English too. (Poetry is highly emotional to me.) To some extent, I feel like a different person depending on what language I use.

I don’t consider that to be a bad thing at all since I often come up with new ways of thinking when I use several languages simultaneously. Being able to write and speak in more than one language is a huge advantage because you get to know more than one culture, more than one way of viewing the world and all that’s in it.

I’m not saying one language is better than the other either. All words differ and have different uses. What bothers me is that I don’t have the same set of tools in both languages. I lack knowledge of certain words, mainly technical mambo jumbo, and specific words that come naturally to me in Swedish.

So, what then is the best way to learn a language? If you’re not able to live in a country that uses the tongue, a suitable alternative is to read extensively in the new language. Read, read, and read more! Also write as much as you can; learn to express yourself in the original language, find your inner voice so to speak. Speak out loud! Speak as often as you can, if not eye to eye than finding someone online that you can Skype with. Binge-watch movies produced in countries that use the language you’re trying to learn. Change the default language on your cell phone and computer. Using the new words in your daily life is crucial if you wish to master it!

Set Us Free!

Charlie Chaplin’s speech in The Great Dictator is probably the best speech I’ve ever heard, and it was delivered by a man who gained fame through silence. The words are still relevant, perhaps now more than ever in human history.

As you know, I’m currently soul searching, trying to find spiritual peace and some grains of God’s wisdom. This speech contains the very essence of what I believe to be a universal truth. We are here because we were meant to love each other, not build walls of hate between us. We are here to live free, not like caged animals inside nations we cannot choose. All this has a tremendous effect on whom I want to be, and what goals I’m setting for myself as an individual.

I will tear down all that is wrong, and rebuild a better (spiritual) world for my fellow men and me to get inspired by. This I solemnly swear.

The Christian Way

People who call themselves Christian need to ponder these quotes from the Scriptures. I’m not saying we need to let every fleeing refugee inside our country, but we should try to do our best to help those in dire straits.

When a foreigner resides among you in your land, do not mistreat them. (Leviticus 19:33)

For I was hungry, and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty, and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger, and you invited me in. (Matthew 25:35)

Do not mistreat or oppress a foreigner, for you were foreigners in Egypt. (Exodus 22:21)

So, I will come to put you on trial. I will be quick to testify against sorcerers, adulterers, and perjurers, against those who defraud laborers of their wages, who oppress the widows and the fatherless, and deprive the foreigners among you of justice, but do not fear me, says the LORD Almighty. (Malachi 3:5)

Cursed is anyone who withholds justice from the foreigner, the fatherless or the widow.” Then all the people shall say, Amen! (Deuteronomy 27:19)

I’ve given this quite some time to mature in my mind, and I cannot understand how a Christian could act any other way. We need to let go of the hate and act like we’re all brothers and sisters. We might not all share the same faith, but in the eyes of God, no one is truly lost. We all have chances to repent for the sins we’ve committed. I’ve just begun to take my first steps towards being a better man.

The Christian way has always been about showing kindness towards your neighbor, giving love to those who deserve it the least. I too think dark thoughts from time to time, but always find comfort in God’s word and the untainted example of Jesus Christ. I wish I could look beyond our petty differences and act truly global as a Christian ought to do.

For even though we are not of this world, we still need to act like Christians. The golden rule is the essential tenet of the Christian faith, and all the more critical in a wicked world. We need to protect ourselves from evil in a world full of evilness.

‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.’ The second is this: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no commandment greater than these. (Mark 12:30-31)

I have given them your word, and the world has hated them, for they are not of the world any more than I am of the world. My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them from the evil one. They are not of the world, even as I am not of it. (John 17:14-16)

Real Art

I hear someone pointing at a bronze statue saying, “That’s what I call real art!”

It indeed is art, but we probably don’t share the same definition of “real” art. In my mind, all beautiful products are to be considered art. However, we may not share thoughts on what constitutes good or bad art.

Just because I don’t understand the artist’s idea on a subjective level does not mean the artform itself is ugly on an objective standard. I think it’s as simple as if someone calls it art it’s art. If you can exhibit it at a museum, it’s also considered commercially viable art.

Note that these definitions say nothing about quality because I consider the assessment of contemporary art impossible because art gets its value recognized by future generations. Besides, the value of art varies depending on the cultural sphere and epoch that produced the art.

One difference, of course, is that most of my examples are not publicly funded art. The question still lingers, though: who decides what constitutes good and poor art? I also think that decisions about public art have been decided more from political than aesthetic visions, especially in our times of political correctness. Public art has always been political, although today we are eager to portray ourselves as tolerant and open.

It is rare to see new bronze statues of national heroes adorn our parks. That if anything says a lot about what we protect. A statue of a football player is celebrated while statues of explorers or kings are untimely. This approach, unfortunately, leads to an infantilization of the entire social climate, where kicking a ball equals scientific discoveries that fundamentally changed our view of the world. Of course, one does not need to rule out one from the other, but our contemporary view at looking at things feel flawed at best.


The business of electing political leaders is becoming a global business. A lot of people, apart from the French themselves, have thoughts and endorsements to express concerning the presidential elections in France. I’m no different, and I think this global movement is only the beginning of something new and refreshing. We see the first steps of a truly global world, a world where boundaries no longer play the same crucial role as they used to. We are all interacting digitally, and we all consume, eat and wear pretty much the same things. I can’t say it’s all for the better, but I can tell it’s getting people together in a way we’ve never seen in human history. I’m aware of the fact that I’m speaking in general terms. This globalization mainly occurs in the Western world, even though the spread of western economic and political ideals impacts the world. With a global economy comes global thinking.

A result of that globalization can also be seen in the micronational movement. People from all colors, creeds and socioeconomic backgrounds are tired of their national borders, but at the same time proud of their ideas, values, and traditions on a very local level. In short: Think Globally, Act Locally!  My micronation is a result of that notion; to some degree an extension of the traditions and values of my local “tribe” in a global context. Living in a multicultural community is not a threat to your own culture. I think it can add value and strengthen all cultures if we nurture and honor our origins as a nation and as a family.

I also witness the emerging global village in my daily life. I live close to a small town in Sweden with a large international community. People from all over the world move here to work and live. When I attend my kids’ floorball (a genuinely Nordic sport!) practice, I can hear at least three different languages being spoken. If we don’t share a common native language, we use English, the lingua franca of our time. Political and cultural matters from across the globe are discussed because we all share the same global news, and we’re all affected by what happens on this planet, no matter where it happens.