Kuvittelu ja oivallus, oivallus ja kuvittelu

Lakkaammeko kuvittelemasta jossakin elämme vaiheessa vai muuttuvatko kuvitelmamme aikuisuudessa? Mistä kuvitelmat tulevat ja miksi sanalla kuvitelma on hiukan negatiivinen kaiku? Siksikö että kuvitelma on vain kuvitelmaa? Onko haave parempi sana tai unelma? Emmekö aikuisina uskalla kuvitella samoin kuin nuorena ja lapsena vai liittyykö aikuisuuteen lapsuuden ja nuoruuden halveksunta, kuvittelun halveksunta turhana, tavoittamattomana ja hyödyttömänä. Lasten ja nuorten kuvittelu on vapaampaa aikusten materiaalihakuisista unelmista, järjestyksen ja menestyksen kaipuusta. Aikuisten kuvitelmat vaikuttavat jälkikasvun kuvitelmiin, aikuiset olettavat lastensa omaavan samat haaveet ja halut. Riippuu lapsesta alistuukoo hän täysikasvuisten tahtoon, sääntöihin ja aikuisten mielivaltaan.

Graffiti on kaupungin kuvittamista, omankädenoikeutta betonikonstruktiossa. Graffititaiteilija kuvittaa kuvitelmia, olotiloja ja ajatuksensa tuntemattomana taiteilijana kaikkien nähtäväksi. Katutaide on kaupungin ajattelun ja kokemisen rajojen puskemista laajemmalle, oman henkisen ja fyysisen tilan löytämistä, vallan ja omien taitojen käyttöönottamista julkisessa tilassa.



Body, to be a being, someone with mind who knows what to do.

All the time changing, all the time under magnifying glass. Other people’s bodies, body of one’s own in comparison as we look at ourselves and those other bodies everywhere. What does it look like,  my body, what does it do, how is it among bodies. There is always a flaw, a peculiarity, difference and lack. The wholeness of a body is taken for granted as is wholeness of mind, meaning something that should be, an ideal we must have and be. The idea of wholeness of keeping it, the ideal, them, our bodies the body and mind together working fluently. A product of modern society is one kind of package of wholeness, keep it together tightly. An absurdity and megalomaniac dream is to set an ideal which idolizes surface. It is to bring hectic stress, a dream which is intensely plastic and to the core science fiction. To reach a perfection for which standards are set by entertainment industry is a peculiar way to live life. Standards for body, living, exercising, clothing, moving, saying, making, for communication, for homes, things to have, what to be like in order to create a perfected image of modern success. Success is the things. Success of things.
Why do we accept such ongoing grandiose and an obvious road of self-destruction is the puzzling question in the matter of building life, making it and making oneself. Why do we knowingly choose the path of fast forward marathon desiring to go further and further, discarding and consuming nonstop, finding pleasure in simultaneous short term impulses giving feeling of rush. Rush and hurry seem to be the ones we need to feel our existence is real. We need those elements to let others know it as well that there is a hype and speed stating our importance. It does not look like self-destruction. It looks like fun.
This body that does things as it was a machine made to create magnificent life. Human body is magnificent itself, but not all mighty.

Not adopting any method to be faster, not adjusting myself according to what is, but still I am.

drop something, pick it up
drop something, pick it up
drop something, pick it up

turn the lock, open the door
turn the lock, open the door
turn the lock, open the door

move the chair, sit on it
move the chair, sit on it
move the chair, sit on it

sit on a chair, straighten your back
sit on a chair, straighten your back
sit on a chair, straighten your back

do it backwards, open your mouth
do it backwards, think about your mouth
do it backwards, show me your tongue


Sounds as chanting this world, Christ is crisis. Chanting in crisis. Chanting an end.

Call it divine, call it repetition of the name, repetition of the sound, call it repetition of the act, the same movement, the same fear and hate in the call,
do not expect the same, expect the worst, do not expect the sane, expect lunacy, expect your narrowest nightmare corridor with mass of people in it with you unable to breathe, with them and their smells unwashed.
Call it hypothetical trust, blind hypothetical trust, insane hypothetical belief, expect the unseen, the unknown purity command, fury, need to make the idea of purity happen in black. See the flag, see the scarfs, see the eyes. Nothing will turn their heads around from this mission. Nothing. Crisis is in the not negotiable, in the smallest space, in the smallest breaths inhaled, in passing out with the rest.
ThreatExpect the crisis, threatExpect the hurt, threatExpect the ill, it will come, it will be a terrorist, call it a terrorist, call it an organizationTerrrrrrrrroriiiiiist, Terrrrrrrrrrrroriiiiist! It will be an explosion, a blast. Call it what you will, call it fear, terror, tyranny, call it many of who were hurt, many of those who are dead. Call it your blind heart, call it the answer of the kind heart.

It is not a comical POW. It is not a comical savage. It is the hidden savage of Christ, the one you deny, the one you do not want to acknowledge, because it is in you, in your religion. Smell of the divine captivated, taken, imprisoned. Moral imperative making monsters, sounds of this world, being a monster in an acceptable way, the same way as chanting righteousness, justice, superiority. Us and them, heaven and threat, Paradise of safety and Hell for the uncovered. Those who did what they had to do. Those who accomplish God’s plan to save what there is for us to be saved, next to nothing. Standing next to nothing, next to a plan of salvation drawn onto ground.


Kun jokin niin itsestäänselvä on vaikeinta. Kuinka nähdä ylipäänsä ja lisätäksemme vaikusastetta, kuinka nähdä oikein. Kun näkee oikein, mutta ymmärtää väärin tai kun näkee oikein ja piirtää sen minkä näkee, mutta niin kuin osaa ja ymmärtää. Kun ymmärrämme kuinka monimutkaisesta prosessista näkemisessä, näkemisen ymmärtämisessä, näkemänsä jälleenkäsittelyssä ja eteenpäin antamisessa puhumalla, kuvaamalla tai muulla tavalla on kysymys, alkaa ihmisen olemassaolon vaikeus hahmottua hiukan.

Näkeminen liittyy aiheeseeni lapset ja ympäristö. Miltä tasolta kukin katsoo, mitä katsotaan ja mitä näkyy tietynlaisin silmin, tietyltä korkeudelta ja millaisen kuvan katsomastaan saa, kuinka aivot käsittelevät saamaansa kuvaa, jossa kenties itse olemme ja mitä aikaansaatu kuva, ympäristö saa ihmisessä aikaan, kuinka reagoimme näkemäämme. Kuva, jonka ihminen luo tehdessään ympäristöään ja nähdessään käyttämäänsä ja tekemäänsä ympäristöä. Kokea ympäristöä on tapahtumana jokaisella erilainen, vaikka ärsykkeet ovat jotakuinkin samat. Jokaisen aivot ovat erilaiset, kokemukset samasta asiasta voivat olla täysin erilaiset. Kokija saa aikaan perspektiivin itselleen jossa on ja jossa olla, tekijänä, käyttäjänä ja muuntautuvana jatkumona itselleen ja toiselle ympäristön käyttäjälle, kertomuksena ja osana itseä.

Finisterra maailmanloppu the end of the world

It is in repeat, in repetition that is not changed, pattern that is not questioned.
A constant need for something, to be something with that something gained, that needs to be named.
What happens, what will I make happen in this idea of constant, a moment that is moving, a movement of individuals of constant, making moves to make a change that does not eventually end up changing much, or anything.

The end of the world and a world is when worlds of mine and yours come to an end as they were, as we obviously have learned to know them and as we have lived them. To live a world and to end a world as it is a possession and is many worlds simultaneously. World is an it and them, an I, a persona. Worlds as minds and bodies, a body which we penetrate violently without reaching the world we wanted. Because we do not understand our hostility, strangeness of our own which is an obvious part of the world, the unknown. We escape it, because we are afraid of it. We try to possess and destroy strangeness of that other, but never of our own. We just silence it, the it in us, hide it to nonexistence and solitude.

Illusion of superiority, to live an illusion

We like to sink in illusion, believe in it as it is the perfected truth, another kind of reality. Illusion is so beautiful and it can be bought. Illusion makes one beautiful in the illusion and for those others who live the same image. Out of many reasons we like to remain in the state of oblivion. Laziness of mind, ease of it, of not paying attention, making an effort, not knowing that illusion is an illusion, not wanting to know, unwillingness to believe there is something wrong, that something else would be better and truer. Sink in imagined perfection that is fed for us via images as someone kind, perfect and gentle is telling us how and why this is what we should want, this is what everybody should be like, an idea of ourselves, and what we are supposed to be, where we are supposed to be. What we are is born out of comparison. Not making a distinction between illusion, because that is dangerous. I do not exist without that other, without dreaming. I have to belong with others to exist as human and be with a group of similar kinds with the same illusion.

Idea of a person, of me, you, persons that are born out of spoken words, adults, adulthood, proper and improper images, advertising, movies, liking, disliking and mutual understanding of what superiority is, what is good, what is perfection, what is there to achieve for us as sexes, origins, places and individuals as a group. What we are supposed to be is a collective understanding, a result of collective comprehension and we must understand and discard anything that breaks, anything that disturbs, anything that we cannot understand. Because we are unable to repair. We are scared of that moment of being broken inside, being separated. Of having to face that person who is needy and weak. Who says things that you do not want to hear, you say you do not understand. That person is crazy, that person is anything you are not.

So what is the illusion here, one might ask. What is the superior and seemingly perfect should be always questioned. We compare, but we do not necessarily use the information found via comparison to evolve, but we use it to compete and win in jealous gaming and to make division building barriers, not connections.


The essence of evil

You don’t have to be a monster or a madman to dehumanise others. You just have to be an ordinary human being

To appreciate how effortlessly we bisect the world into outward appearance and inner reality, one need only consider cinematic portrayals of vampires. Under most circumstances, vampires are indistinguishable from genuine human beings. You might strike up a conversation with one in a bar without having any suspicions at all, until the moment she sinks her fangs into your throat. ” http://aeon.co/magazine/society/how-does-dehumanisation-work/