Reality hits those who like to cherish illusions.

Reality of another person can be extremely hard to grasp and see, even though it is right in front of you. It is the impossibility of understanding feelings of the other, seeing the position where one may be and how one got there. Value of the other, feelings of the other can be denied, belittled and despised just because you can. Reality of someone who is despised as such. Christians like to repeat we are born equal, somehow it does not resonate in true life. Christianity, the religion, is an excuse to put people down since God is on side of those who have the right god. Even though people don’t practice faith they are born in to culture which 100% has roots to some religion and practices of religious ideas, stories, beliefs and traditions. We are as cultural beings bound to religion, faith, mysticism, rules, which tell us how to live and how we see our place in the world and among other people.
What are realities now that religious people see in society which is more open to difference but still is very violent towards many people. Society is sexually more open, at least in theory, in entertainment and in advertising, demanding equality, equal treatment of the sexes, open discussion is available demanding tolerance and freedom of expression and speech. Religions are not the most tolerant. Religious entities are not demanding end of violence quite the contrary. Religions make war possible. Hypocrisy flourishes. How easy it is to not look. When religion demands hiding of our nature, hiding of beauty because it is seen evil and corrupt, how divine and godly that religion actually is. In societies where sexual intercourse is a sin, a taboo which makes all sexual topics shameful, all which is banned happens in hiding. We are punished for our sins which usually are of sexual nature. We are punished for wanting, desiring, lusting, having dirty ideas and doing filthy acts. Touching can become illegal and scary. Touching is too much to take, not to speak of kissing.
As an artist I am used to seeing nudity and I think it is the most natural thing as is sex. Just to depict and see nakedness is not porn, female and male sexual organs as such are not pornography to me, sexual yes but anything can be sexual. Asshole is holy as Allen Ginsberg stated in his poem Howl. What a scandal that became, all what he wrote was against the comfort and mediocre American society held dear. Dear hypocrisy, dear silence, dear oblivion, dear order which cannot be broken because it is not proper. Violence is more tolerated than sex. Violence is normal, so normal people don’t necessarily see when they are being violent and accept bullying when someone is to be put in order, be punished for what one is, dares to be in public. Order which cannot be torn apart because it is too frightening, too much to handle.

 

Footnote to Howl

Footnote to Howl: Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!

Do-do-dominating

The unconscious, something that is constantly present but not actively thought (which unfamiliar self we may try to escape, deny, ridicule, which we may be scared of or belittle just as an unimportant, something we don’t have time to explore or don’t know how to) is a big part of us. Existing unconscious, evolving subconscious, dream world, soul of humanity and how to describe it, what it does and makes us do, makes of us, what it makes of us when we are aware of our lack of understanding all, inability to see all and fully see ourselves, how difficult it is. Unconscious is something to be sensed, be puzzled by, talked about and not know it completely never. There is no end to it when you begin. Something in our minds we actively use but do not control, know much about, acknowledge, appreciate and connect with as an essential part of ourselves connecting us to nature and the spiritual. Spirit of ours, intuition, knowledge, irrational maybe but linked to the real world, a guide, emotional. The effect unconscious has on us is tremendous despite do we know about its existence or not. We have a relationship to it, it is part of our psychology, psyche, growing, humanity and animal side, an instinct. Instinct, feeling, unconscious mind is intriguing as we do not know it. It is a puzzle and makes us puzzles as well, depth of ours what is there to be found. It is a finding, a treasure and means to connect with the unconscious are somewhat hazy, poorly tolerated just as is talk about the unconscious something hard to handle and understand, cope with. It is unbelievable, irregular, intolerable, irritatingly important, shameful and private.