Next time bring your own food.
Next time bring your own drinks.
Next time bring your own jokes.
Running down the stairs making heck of a noise of some wild herd running that should be outside making what it makes. Feet hitting the stairs with sneakers, high heels, cowboy boots, rubber boots, sandals, party shoes, furry winter boots showing toes hitting the stairs like injury in their minds, falling down about to happen, deliberately making irritating loudness. Their feet like they were to fall off, dance that makes music of its own. Go crazy, you childish. Making the sound that you do. lose mind. it is a weight of worry
barely keeping balance in a hurry.
That noise, take it: continue the monstrous whirl. I want to be in it on the screaming in body of sound. And scream myself, because I’m unable to move myself. I can be appalled by them and stand by uncontrollable horror of youth. Time accused of ruining youth. What it is to ruin? What is there to spoil. What is to worry and why.
Run faster, the stairs end at some point, and you come to the door, sunlight flickers on wet grass. Go through with this in clean up, after, say abomination and brake, shout it over those sounds of running feet. Audio of some kind of despair. Shoes on the table, love on the table, neighbors, me observing, especially me, living on the table wearing shoes, only shoes. Running in hey after having looked at it with heavy breath.
I understand it experiences inflation the word said many times over and over, the meaning, the dirt and whispers and shame. Especially the shame. It stops being what it is. What word did you mean? Do you know what she did? Can you believe it? What a cunt. She is going to pay for this. I’ll make her pay. Tiny m tasting soft. Gratification many times over of pain caused not to avoid danger of being exposed with taste of mathematics the substance of brilliance and daring, just to say it. Just to say mathematics makes you stand above, just to think my life is mathematics. So real. I bet there are more people like you exhausted. It is a perfect world with perversion in it making the perfection and sitting still thinking about it. What is the payment and what is after? That stairs turned upside down. I’m looking at my hair waving in the air like hey.
Saippuan keitto, luusaippuaa
3 kiloa ydinluita
3-4 litraa vettä
300-400 grammaa lipeää tai koivutuhkalipeää
3 ruokalusikallista suolaa
Vesi ja osa lipeästä sekoitetaan ja kun vesi alkaa kiehua, lisätään luut. Noin 11/2 tuntia kiehumista. Siivilöidään, lisätään lipeä, jos keitoksen pinnalle on noussut rasvaa. Saippuan on oltava venyvää ja sakeaa, jolloin lisätään suola. Saa kiehahtaa, otetaan hyytymään. Pinnalle muodostuu saippuakerros ja pohjalle ns. suopaa.
Rasvasaippua: 500g rasvoja, 11/2L vettä, 80-100g lipeäkiveä, 2 rkl suolaa.
Tämä paikka on varattu, sanoi mies kädessään ampiaspesä ja ruskeat nahkahansikkaat. Katsoi minua ääninä bussi ja ampiaispesä että katse. Mihin olet menossa ampiaispesä kädessäsi, kysyin? Ajattelin, että outoa, istua bussissa ampiaispesä sylissä ja tiirailla kuin minä olisin se outo. Minne itse olet menossa likka? Outoa on vain lähteä, eikä mennä takaisin siihen, mistä lähti.
Jätin työni kokkina ja tulin tänne. Minulle sanottiin, ettei minun kannattaisi, elämää ei ole tehty tuhottavaksi. En ajatellut tuhoavani mitään, päinvastoin. Piirsin ensimmäisenä kuvan kipsijalasta ja opettaja sanoi, että laita siihen päiväys, voit jälkikäteen tarkastella kehitystäsi.
uhh baby, yes harder, (is this a woman?).Give it to me baby, nice and slow. (is this a woman too?). Yes harder, but be nice and slow. That requires talent to do hard and be nice simultaneously. Niceness is, of course, the outcome of sex, self-evidently pleasurable. To be hard and nice is a lovely contradiction and combination what comes to having sex. It is like bringing up children, be firm but loving. Know what you are doing and what is wanted of you. Funny is how these pornographic clichés work. They must work because they are used quite much. Horny is a state of mind of the contemporary world. Level of arousal and intoxication of upcoming orgasm is a state of overwhelming simplicity of sudden feel good.
Niceness and slowness, coming. What a disgusting image of drooling. A self-centered pleasure hunt. Where there is a cunt. Give it to me. What do I get in return? Is it a give and take? Sexist power play where there is something for oneself only. Good time for me, only, but you must get something out of it too. Yea, sure I want exactly the same thing as you, and I want to give everything to you, because we are the same mind, we want the same pleasure. In mutual understanding, I provide your ecstasy.