From the world of the stories

Today I belive it was the first time I saw a real descendant of "rumpnissarna", the small, lost and cute beings in Astrid Lindgrens story about Ronia, the Robber's Daughter. She just stod there on the side of the queue in a clothing shop. A small slender girl, light in skin and hair, with a face so much reminding of them.

And as usual I let my thoughts run away for a wail when I satt down just a moment to eat before I should go on with the slalomrace between all people out in the shops.

I wonder how it should be if they were there for real. The beings in Astrid Lindgrens stories, or any other fantasy story too. Walking around among us just like anyone. Or should we humens go together against them, instead of fighting against ourselves as we do now. We have difficulties to accept differences among us human beings. So could we be able to accept other beings around us too, apart from the animals in the woods? Should we envy them for there appearance, ability or powers? And what should happend with all mystical feelings around there stories and worlds? The beauty, longing, dreaming and even eroticism around for example the fairys. Should it still be there? Or is the only thing that makes it, that it's actualy not true? That our brain work it out it self. And if they actualy was here, then whole mystery should disappear. Or should our minds create other new type of beings instead?

Many questions, and of course no answers.
I maybe can ask someone in the dreamlands tonight. I probably should go there soon. Need to get up tomorrow morning. It's time to sign on for some workdays on the boat again, time to get back to my "second home". And some hours sleep before that it's not too bad.