To live is to war with trolls.

To live is to war with trolls in heart and soul.
To write is to sit in judgement on oneself.

To live is to battle the demons
in the heart as well as the brain.
To write is to preside at judgement day over one's self.

the worst troll is the one that lives in your head.

To live is to be hunted.

Why do we see dead people? What function can a troll on a mountain ridge possibly serve? There is no easy answer to such questions, they are impenetrable dilemmas, but possibly anyone who has woken up with a strong feeling of an intruder in the house can attempt to claw at an answer. We all learn soon enough that bad things happen, experiences so horrible that even the scientific mind finds it hard to normalise them. Traumatic experiences are never only of the moment but are internalised and stay with us as an expectation of more and perhaps greater horror to come, perhaps culminating in the dread feeling that one is perhaps, or even unavoidably, unlucky. Having once experienced one’s fears will inevitably lead to an expectation, a dread, of more to come; thus trauma can easily be channeled through the troll, our enemy, that potent force al-ways working against us. There is no need for an organized religion of the troll since it springs naturally from any and all dismal experiences. The troll feeds, is nourished, on our fears. If men were in control, they would have no need for magic. Without traumatic experiences, there would be no trolls. If we did not all die, the undead would not pervade our culture.

At leve er — krig med trolde
i hjertets og hjernens hvælv.
At digte, — det er at holde
dommedag over sig selv.

To live is to be haunted.

"Out there, where the sky shines, humans say: "To thyself be true". In here, trolls say: "Be true to yourself - ish." - Peer Gynt"

Life is a warfare against the malice of others.

The life of an individual is a constant struggle, and not merely a metaphorical one against want or boredom, but also an actual struggle against other people. He discovers adversaries everywhere, lives in continual conflict and dies with sword in hand.

But alas this is a real life - and it’s been a real fight just to keep my mind from committing treason.

But life is a battle: may we all be enabled to fight it well!

life's endless war against the self you cannot live without.