Do you see in the dark?

It gets mighty dark among people as they do not see themselves, or if they see themselves, are what they want to be and like their image, it is a pretty fucked up picture. What happens when people have an object value only? When our world becomes webbed with help of technology, becomes more and more abstract and hidden, more and more we think we are cleverer than we are, groups of those geniuses support each other doing the same thing and looking for mastering of other people. Mastering people takes masters of technology. What kind of gangs of people rule our spaces? Who gave them power over spaces all people are free to use? What kinds of assets and skills are appreciated, what kind of characters and personalities? They are usually the loud ones, who seek attention and appreciation within their group. 

My theory is that these men and boys who do cyber bullying do not have much contact with women, do not know different kinds of women, do not want to know. For them woman is an image with few dimensions. An image that is done and closed up without any change, without variety, without any other meaning than to please silently and pose. These males come from a world of chauvinism, sexism and tradition thinking they are funny, intelligent, righteous and manly. They are appreciated as they are continuation to tradition of being men.

Within their group they may seem strong, alone they are nothing which is a strange contradiction in image of appreciation they may be in. Hiding behind fake names anonymously is a coward act itself. That is the manhood of theirs, fear of losing it. They game in a way they can nothing but win, which is in a group anonymously. Greatest fear is to be beaten by a woman, a woman who has more skills than they do. This is very clear as men want to be on top to manifest their manhood. It is no surprise that women have to be better than men on any field.

For such men woman is merely a sex object, typically stereotypical, child-like, incapable. A repetition of a repetition, just like Hollywood film and mainstream entertainment want to show women over and over again, as needy and weak, overly sexual sub-beings, who are still contradictory demons not to be trusted, wicked and evil. In this kind of culture woman is something to take over and rule, tame to be obedient. To actually face a woman as equal or superior would be losing strength, losing an old ideology that has prevailed too long. Ideology of place of a woman and use of a woman is now to be changed. Woman is still used and treated as she has no will of her own, therefore it is a shock in a community when there are women who act up, use, speak up, make and do regardless of do they get respect and are they acknowledged or not. Such women need to exist for culture to change. Women need to do what they wish, not what other people wish they’d do.

Yes fear of violence keeps women in place. I hope women would learn to be fearless and stand up for themselves. Do it now!

http://www.theatlantic.com/technology/archive/2014/10/the-unsafety-net-how-social-media-turned-against-women/381261/2/
”Danielle Keats Citron, law professor at the University of Maryland and author of the recently released book Hate Crimes in Cyberspace, explained, “Time and time again, these women have no idea often who it is attacking them. A cybermob jumps on board, and one can imagine that the only thing the attackers know about the victim is that she’s female.”


 

Golden Puffs, golden handshakes and groups of people that protect their members as the group is seen as exceptional and cannot be criticized nor that it could be entered.

That there are people who violently protect interests of theirs, power of theirs and image of theirs. To keep a state of things unchanged and yet try to change the world is a bizarre way to bang one’s head to a wall, liking blindness, contradictions ignored and denying hypocrisy of it all. To make it into a group that has power and gain a position within that group, have respect and admiration is the name of the game. If someone wants to rock that boat, that someone is belittled, isolated, mentally mugged, robbed and spat at.

There are many groups that have dynamics like this, that work and exist because of special gifts, because of special talents. They think of themselves that they are more exceptional and hugely talented as their talent is acknowledged within and by experts. Sales and wages telling how talented they are. They choose people from their group, their tribe to fill positions in order to make an atmosphere of nothing actually changes. They don’t like people who contradict them, people who do things differently and who like to change these corrupted ways that impact the whole society. They get easily provoked, because they are definitely certain of their exceptional and rare quality. They are afraid to lose position of theirs. Which fear makes one a predator. Someone who has something to lose.

Bullying society favors groups like this as it is itself an exclusive group. Isolation is an important tool in making inequality and special groups of buddies to prevail. What kind of social change happens in this kind of world is exactly what we see today. Kind speeches are not going to change that.

Iamthinkingofyou

Get well soon.

I refuse

to be an object that I am forced to be in this culture of objects. I refuse to be somebody I am not. That we are objects, bodies, wanted, tossed, unseen, squeezed and disregarded just like that. That world is for somebody else than me. I refuse to be what is wanted me to be by whomever, which I have always thought is nothing, an object as nothing. What an insane and stupid idea. Who the fuck invents ideas of me and for me. I am expected to be nothing and be happy with that zero existence. I refuse completely to co-operate with such wall that is made for me, of me and in me.

Puuhun kiipeämisen taito, risun mahdollisuus.

ja kun ei tarvitse kiipeillä voi ihastella Suomen lähiöiden metsäisyyttä ja mahdollisuuksia joita tuo luksus tarjoaa kerrostalolähiössä.

Majakulttuurin tutkimus- ja keräysprojekti

Tarkoituksena on saada aikaan aktiivinen ja interaktiivinen lasten omaehtoisen kulttuurin kokoelma, kuvia majoista, suunnitelmista, tekemisestä ja ideoista. Kokonaiskuva kuin itsestään rakentuvasta kulttuurista suomalaisissa metsissä ja lähiöissä. Lähtökohtana on, että lapset itse myös kuvaavat majansa ja kenties kertovat niistä. Aikuisia ei täysin suljeta ulkopuolelle, joten kaikenikäiset ovat tervetulleita ottamaan osaa. Kuvia voi ottaa puhelimella, järjestelmäkameralla ja majasta voi lähettää skannatun piirustuksen. Jos haluaa tehdä majavideon sivustolle se olisi mahtavaa! Jos on olemassa majamusiikkia senkin voi virtuaalisille ilmoille kajauttaa. Täytyy muistaa, ettei kyse ole suorituksesta tai voittamisesta jossakin paremmuudessa vaan leikistä, keksimisestä, mielikuvitusmaailman mallintamisesta ja jakamisesta.

Projektin luonne on arkistomainen ja tallentava, mutta myös orgaaninen eli jos syntyy omia nettisivuja tai projekteja aiheeseen liittyen niin hyvä. Samalla se on oppimisprojekti kuinka kuvata maja, joka usein on metsän siimeksessä, ryhmätyön tulos ja vaikeasti hahmotettavissa. Mitä kuvassa näkyy ja mitä täytyy rajata pois. Mitä kuva kertoo, sen on tarkoitus kertoa? Millainen on hyvä ja mielenkiintoinen valo? Kuinka tehdä näkymättömästä näkyvä? Ja tietenkin antaa arvoa lasten loputtomalle luovuudelle ja innovatiivisuudelle sekä pohtia mitä majat ovat ja mistä ne syntyvät. Lisäksi vielä, onko tarpeen pohtia majan tarkoitusta, onko sen kuvitteellinen ja leikillinen tarkoitus sen määrä ja anti ja viekö liika pohtiminen asiasta jotakin tärkeää pois.

Tämä on yleishyödyllinen ja kokeellinen projekti. Kuten jo mainittu pääosassa ovat lapset ja heidän ideansa. Kiinnostavaa olisi kuulla mitä lapset itse ajattelevat majoja tehdessään, kuinka ne syntyvät ja mitä majoille tapahtuu, kuinka leikki sopii yhteen nykyhetken kanssa eli kuinka moderni maailma tulee mukaan leikkiin ja lasten ajatuksiin.

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Annie is dead. Got bullet in her head. A golden goose flew out the window when they found the body. Bulging the blood-filled balloon.

Annie is dead. Got bullet in her head. A golden goose flew out the window when they found the body. Bulging the blood-filled balloon. Let the bastard chase your mental and physical collapse in this world that has no idea how many days and nights the world shakes shakes shakes, under constant ambience like aneurism,
like an animal waiting unexpectedly in your brain like somebody else
without proof of having seen it but felt it. Having been told it might be there. That there is a possibility of it killing you, that it killed you, an unknown object.
Respect the funeral ride of silent black emptying sorrow before the x-ray light.
Sorrow that bursted, till erupted the cortége before us on the walkway oily pavement like new
that there is lack like never before.

Photographing our lives

What is in the picture? What is left out? Who is able to use a camera and what kind of camera? Photographers are idealized in capturing the moment, capturing a feeling and time.

Have you noticed how especially in American TV-shows that like to emphasize speed and hurry shutter noise of a camera is used to bring atmosphere of the moment. Right now something important is going to happen or is going on. Quick shots in a row are shown to us as a mark of importance. Shows that focus on crime and politics, in which things happen rapidly, change fast, quick thinking and problem solving are the key issues. There are people who are on top of things, being solvers and key persons who have master minds. They are photographing situations and bloodstains or they are being photographed. Finding evidence, proof and truth, respectability and present moment right now on a face of that actor. Respectability and raising interest with quickness of a shutter of a camera, noise and movement.

In TV time is money and in acting strange kind of speeding, constant making and something happening, especially in American shows, all the time without moments of rest is a value that is repeated. Something new is there behind the corner all the time. Pauses are found boring and uninteresting, though they have been the core things of acting a long time. Without this newness of all the time we might lose and be forgotten. We are afraid of those two, losing and being forgotten.

http://www.nytimes.com/2014/09/25/garden/when-blogging-becomes-a-slog.html?module=Search&mabReward=relbias%3Ar%2C%7B%222%22%3A%22RI%3A17%22%7D&_r=2