It’s not journey’s end, it begins over and over again.

It is a cry in anger and frustration. Saddened by the ways of ours against nature, against anything that is good. How to examine and evaluate good, define it or forget it. To seek only good can also end up being bad. Because we evaluate good with our eyes and how we feel. We are seekers of pleasure. It is odd how behavior of ours can be justified by nature. It is natural for woman to be weak and man to be strong. Still nature comes second in any regard. Interests of ours do not benefit those who cannot speak for themselves. We are destroyers leaving storms and deserts behind for future generations. Dry and decayed heads in tanks, stuck onto tanks, stuck in our unconsciousness, stuck to our horror.

It makes me wonder how those divisions get made and who makes them? There are things that attract women and things that attract men. Then there are people who like to keep it that way in obedience to the tradition of differences between sexes. It is natural. How natural are we? My organic body is natural, it decays, gets infected, clearly things happen to it that are nature’s ways not mine. Is my behavior natural? Is my gender natural, is it what I do for living natural? Natural is obvious, naturally, clearly, obviously. Self-evident, inescapable. We try to protect ourselves from it, we must, otherwise we would die. Our race would perish without fear of death, without pain and suffering. It is my nature to keep myself alive as well as I can. That is my healthy nature, my health, my true nature. Natural is something non-manipulated. Clean from so-called intelligent and conscious interferences to nature’s processes. Unhealthy is a will to die, in this context unnatural, nature grows back after devastation. Picture of hey pushing through asphalt. It grows where sun shines, looking for light, looking for water. To find that nature in myself is hope. That is to be part of nature. To learn from it, to grow with it. Defining natural in human context is kinky.

How to express nature, does it have to be expressed, will it find its way like hey?

Black Sabbath was flying stoned – Why not play it backwards.

Color is black. What is with your hair?
Eat hamburgers and drink beer like ordinary people. How ordinary.. Death by drunken asphyxiation, death by misadventure, death by boredom, death by Split Beaver. Well I never. Setting these fucking pyro things at seven gates of Hell. We were rehearsing because of red clouds of smoke.
Writing Satan’s love songs to have a breakthrough, we were really screwed.
Women wanted to do certain things with us which had never happened before.
No rest for the wicked. Characters immortalized in denim and leather. Man who is a lie will not do. 

Inspiring moment is when a nobody and just anybody begins. The thought of it is a light, the hunger and desire.

the unemployed – people regarded as morally suspect and of negligible social worth.

There are personal hells people go through, maybe unimaginable for people living with everything desired within reach. It seems to be convenient for some to let mass of people live in poverty, and there is plenty of reason to question why is it convenient to let hells like homelessness, hunger and constant violence stay in people’s lives. Life lived as unavoidable turmoil and an error. The gap between rich and poor could be reduced if there was will to do so. There is enough knowledge and wealth to demolish extreme poverty right this minute. How many well-off people would be ready to live with less? Less with what would be the next question. For example take the bus and cut meat out one’s diet would be a good start. To begin to think there is something that everybody can do instead of there is nothing that can be done. TV is out of the window, again.

I have to justify my existence by money, my worth is gained. It is not because I am and do what I enjoy doing. It has been weird to notice how a woman capable of doing many things is seen as a threat. I am not allowed to be better or good. Trying to forget all that and learning to live with less.

It is a very odd concept of thinking that you are safe. I am never safe. In me there is a planted seed of fear which is the panic which I cannot stand, which has a body, which I have had to learn to accept therefore I have learned to control panic. I have been told that I am so calm, well you do not see the inside of me. To be told. I resent it.
A secure job means safety. How secure are we? Do surveillance cameras make safety or fences? In my mind they increase panic and atmosphere of threat. Everyone is a threat.  You cannot rely on anyone but yourself. Don’t rely on anyone. Isn’t it a horrible way to live. Not anyone. One must think it is not just horrible and appalling, it is a permanent state since we are there. There is not anyone. This is loneliness and we are all in it.  And mind your own business. No wonder the pain in the back. It really gets you.

What is value in this perspective?

I’m wondering about musical influences on class struggle in general and in terms of punk and heavy metal music, it begins to sound so sixties the term class struggle. Is there a class struggle anymore?  Or do we just struggle from day to day.
Social levels are more or less constructed by salary, education, demanded skill and knowledge at work and could be called classes. What are the new levels of demands and skills, because it begins to look like a competition most people are left out by rule. Is a system of classes needed anymore? Work nowadays on any level is demanding. It takes a lot of knowledge to do cleaning well believe it or not. It has become specific and detailed know how even though it still is not much appreciated work and there are certain groups of people that either end up doing it or even want to do it. Cleaners are at the bottom of the so-called working class today weirdly I think because it actually is one of the most important tasks society needs to get done every day. Appreciation towards work consists of the things I mentioned above skill, knowledge required, the amount of money earned and made and the importance of the work. How the importance is measured depends on many things. One is how important the worker feels his/her work is. How good one wants to be in that work and reasons why one works. I still claim work done by men is more appreciated than work done by women.

Are attitudes changing in appreciating the time not spent on working, but doing things one enjoys most. That kind of shift probably takes couple of generations for it to be an acceptable way of life, not to spent time making money but spent time living without money. To learn how to live without money, without gathering assets and possessions, which is a norm more or less and valued as a way of life. We are now valued by what we own. We are owned.


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Is it like something messy made by someone who thinks is an artist in a space that is thought to be art space? Why don’t you eat meat? Is it like animals suffering kind of thing and you feel sorry for them? Definitions for installation please and why do I think it is better not to eat meat.

arborescent dimension
rhizomatic eschewal of Humanism
in favour of pluralic views
repressive views of institutions, we have become
blocks or over-coding
lines of flight
rationality has its way, made us made logical in natural way, how I miss illogical obverse and increasingly dissatisfied
calculations and definitions, but I love numbers, could you understand my need for fantasy, pass the way for
hoho, could you not to try not to all the time, because it could be so much better if you didn’t
measure everything in millimeters and money
I would appreciate it much
thank you.

There are rules to be broken. That almost is a rule for creativeness to find its explosiveness. There are ideas and ideologies to be shocked and thinking patterns to be changed.

Tradition is natural, to work is natural, because it and it has been going on so long, so it must be the right thing to do. Logic is naive and defensive. Working class and middle class values can be aggressive and tiring. Values of owning and working make who you are. Both classes have somewhat similar desires, to be well-off, safe and prosperous. Such values have been mocked in several occasions by artists as the way artists are mocked by people who happen to have the so-called real jobs. It is a mockery and on and on battlefield of people who do not want to understand each other’s ways. What is an installation and do you still do art, still are the usual questions I get to hear. I guess it is your thing. My thing? Doubt and suspicion are obviously your thing.

Equipment is secondary. In terms of revolutionizing society, making society work for all of its members freedom of expression is vital. To take it, because very often it is not given on a plate, the possibility, appreciated or even legal. It also seems to me creativity must be opposed for us to find its power.

How to change society for more tolerant? Could that be your thing?

Feelings arise in a world like this. Feelings of frustration, anger, hate, anxiety, sadness, distress. Such emotions are considered negative and not to be publicly shown if anywhere. They are if wisely used material in understanding oneself. Thought is and should be why do I feel this way. Why do I hate so much that I feel like smacking that person I do not know. If one is grown into these feelings from early on without possibility to learn to understand them, they will eat you alive. If the environment is landscaped with negativity, depression and future does not look too bright how can a person begin to understand patterns of human behavior, why things happen as they do, what is my purpose in all this. How to avoid cynicism, grow a healthy self-esteem or healthy caring relationships?

How to understand how we make culture. Where does it come from, what does it do, how does it evolve, what is my part in all this. What do we call culture, see as worthy cultures, how does worth begin? Why am I asking these questions is because there is a need for conversation every day to go through what can I do, what can anybody do and what is creativity for anybody. Conversations with myself and with others. My task is to find different kinds of solutions and channels to be creative. Where do we start, how do we evaluate ourselves and how does that impact on what we do and what we can do.

I measure myself from a perspective that I put myself into and I am put into. It is a curious installation-performance-act of daily maneuvers and assumptions. Mind game kind of play that goes on in terms of how I should be, how I see myself and how do I want to be. I have a strong feeling that even though I very much decide what I do, I’m not fully in charge. I unconsciously and consciously censor myself. There is a terrible need for others, people who do not even know me, put person like me in a certain place and frame. It is terrible, because I think it is common, very much a norm behavior to be a controller of others. It is an atmosphere of not much needs to be said, but we know what is normal, how things should be done. Expectations and all that. It is a solid foundation to begin a change of attitudes and behavior towards each other. This is basis to my subject revolution, when is it and what is it.