Get down on your fucking knees!

Get down on your fucking knees!
The claim that the world is changing incredibly fast.
What is the speed a bullet has? You won’t feel it once it hits your head.
World of agony is too much to take. Don’t speak it out just hear the bang.
That is what we do not tolerate: truth about ourselves, our deeds, our need to enslave, to humiliate.
Things we do not take if they are not for granted.
Preserving prettiness as something innocent playing as contrast to our cruelty, as a value to sell and be covered by. It is truth we should like, but we kill it, because it is not enough. We do not get ahead fast enough honestly. It even sounds too little, too bold to be alive. The one who speaks the truth and is not believed because it is too much to take. Get down on your fucking knees!

This command is about power used, power liked and loved. Power of ruining innocence of someone, ruining possibilities of someone for a life. This gun is an accusation. It is pointed at you. It is my emotional respond to you questioning me, for you to obey me. It is my belief, my religion, my faith and reassuring my righteousness. Me holding my truth, my path in my hand.

Get down on your fucking knees! Now!
Bow your head. Feel my weapon on you. How cold it is against your skin, against your fear, against your life.
Where are you when you are there afraid?
In the dirt below me breathing.
Me above you looking at you with anger. Looking at you like you were nothing, not even a human. Me with possibility and desire of pulling the trigger. Click. It takes one click.

It takes one click.

Let’s talk about what is fun and what is not.

I step on you. I step on the whoever I like and don’t like to make sure my right is the reigning way. What is that? Who does that? It sounds so familiar. It sounds so everyday behavior. Still it gives me the creeps, sadism of people and how we see it justified. How to choose what is right is a basic question of being a human. How do we get to the point of doing right, choosing right? What I do has an effect, no matter what I do, so I might as well do what I feel as is the right thing. I feel what is the right thing. We as people have some kind of knowledge over what is correct, still it can be the most difficult thing to do. When all I do is wrong in the eyes of the society I happen to live in, what to do then? There must be something wrong with me, how else… But that cannot be.

But we have all these feelings. How do we know if they are right?

Approving abuse and torture, but not nipples? Hello America. I know you guys are fucked up, but wtf. Oh yes I get it: making the rest of the world as fucked up as you are. Sounds as if someone was defining fun that we all should be having. Fun is overrated. I’m not liking your fun.

Case of propaganda, case of Russia.

Yes warring is bad, but it seems to be even more bad when someone else than the US does it. The US has a mandate of the good guys, whatever is good from time to time. Good enough or never enough. Good is a measurement that equals wealth possessed, connections made, business flow, business done, future prospects, media coverage, media controlled. Progress is good but nothing changes. Progress statues in high buildings. The more there are houses reaching the heights the more money flows, sights grow and development happens in concrete. That is the message of high architecture, efficiency of business, power of men standing. Advertising makes it so that the image we get of the American spirit, which is the never-ending growth, the dream is peace-loving, prosperous family focused on each other and having fun. Smiling success, it is the good times. What is life about than that.

Especially damaging is when Russia makes war. That threatens the whole world. The image we as western people under American propaganda make, European propaganda influencing us, we depending on the news, image we have of Russia and countries of the Eastern block is somewhat strange. How about Russian propaganda? It is mostly aimed at Russians themselves. They have to keep Russia together as one. What Russia does is always suspicious to us and against interests of the West. The whole world is setting bans and barriers when Russia makes wars for the reasons we can imagine only. Maybe to conquer areas and countries to grow and expand. To be Soviet Union again?. When the US makes war it is to save somebody, to set those disadvantaged slaves free, salvage the poor people under threat and defend western values, democracy and freedom. We are naive and we are so naive. We are mostly unaware and misinformed, forgetful and as before there is not much we can do. It is true Russian policy has been the same as it ever has and true intentions remain unclear for the rest of us. It is impossible to know what is going on in Ukraine and what is going to happen. What is good to do and what is bad continues to have an ongoing media battle. Evil against good make headlines. Media likes to paint the canvas of world politics with colors that are not without bias and ringtones of the old sounds are there clear as ever. What has changed eventually since the Cold War is not much.

Completely pointless wars take place. What a horrible waste they have been. War is in media open wide and one wonders the meaning of threat placed for our eyes and ears.

What is the case of Russia? A country that got its wealth stolen by the oligarchs in the nineties. That has an extensive macho culture, culture of silencing anyone who talks against the government and Putin. Privatization of state corporations and wealth, mafia and billionaires are the real threat to any nation and peace. Russia is a good example. Concentrating on the evil person Putin is a manhunt and completely useless journalism.

http://www.theecologist.org/blogs_and_comments/commentators/2668097/war_by_media_and_the_triumph_of_propaganda.html

”We live in an age of propaganda by the ’mainstream’ media, writes John Pilger. Inconvenient stories, truths and even entire countries are airbrushed away, while dominant narratives are parroted incessantly to bludgeon our minds in acceptance of war, injustice, austerity, all to serve the interests of our ruling classes.”

Profiling a troll.

Anonymity and hiding behind fake profiles to commit verbal gimmicks and attacks which could be impossible and unreasonable without masks. The meaning and amount of deliberate malicious acts at the moment is beyond any common comprehension. Trolling is to realize emotional instability, insecurity. And what else would be fascinating to know: true reasons for trolling are for most part trivial like why people break things. That some people are deceiving treacherous individuals who do whatever to hurt, because they are hurt themselves perhaps? To pass on hurt of theirs internet is a perfect way of expressing that hurt. What could it possibly be other than personal trauma which needs to be hidden away with, but in order to feel good it has to be passed forward too. To act dishonestly and viciously as it is the view on life and to other people. To obtain advantage by creating a virtual abuse, assault, slaughter and witch hunt events for those who wish to take part as leisure activity, as fun, as profession, as sports, as hobby and entertainment, because they can, because they want for the joy of it.
Bullying is a connecting thing. It gathers a crowd who wishes to laugh at whomever. There is an opportunity, why not do whatever there is to make ill happen without possibility of getting caught. Trolling is a tragedy of integrity, tragedy of honest communication and tragedy of spreading trustworthy information. It is a tragedy of being able to trust a stranger. We are not able to trust people we do not know, if anybody. In a world where we are not 100% capable of trusting people we meet, what happens in a world like that? We learn to play. People who do not know how to play lose. Reality check.

Wondering the phenomenon of trolling and the fun of it which it obviously has as there is no stopping to it. It must play an important role for quite a lot of people in many ways. It is also unavoidable when one moves on the net, publishes there and has conversations. Social phenomenon of liars! It is an important way of self-expression for those who are not able to express freely. So I do not see it merely as bullying, but a way of letting out all there is. Maybe it goes as a whole under category of freedom of speech. What comes with freedom is responsibility, which any trustworthy person takes and accepts. Are there too many responsibilities, not enough ways of expressing and telling so one has to hide and tell? Do we wish to be children when adulthood does not add up with our desires? Freedom of trolling is with criminal irresponsibility, dimensions and thrill of escape.. Irresponsibility goes wild as much as is possible and free to go. There is no stop to trolling is part of the fun and excitement, creativity of it, expansion of the role and identity.

It is an essential part of the environment of the net. That is what gaming with identities means: a takeover, creating an environment and having a free fall without harm for oneself. It can be most liberating I’m sure. We do not know who are the armies of trolls. They are anybody. Since governments have armies of trolls already it is pretty serious business. Those who still perform identities of their own, as whom they are, are possibly becoming a minority. Those who are there to be fooled. We are afraid to be conned. We must be careful. We as persons available on the net are valuable as identities. We are targeted, manipulated, attacked, observed and spied on. Is that the new normal, fear? To me it seems to be and there are millions of people who enjoy it. It is interesting to think what internet is after all, where are we when we are there and what do we become there. Is it something else than what we are used to?

http://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/gadgets-and-tech/news/online-trolls-are-psychopaths-and-sadists-psychologists-claim-9134396.htmlPerhaps most worryingly, the psychologists based their conclusion on cyber-trolling being an “Internet manifestation of everyday sadism,” rather than merely on online phenomenon.”

 

Odd everyday logic of humans. Odd in the sense of no logic in the assumed logic in use. What reason, what sense.

Laughter as a stating gesture of approving and belonging, making a character, a persona who knows fun, who is fun. Sounds of laughter are very typically human. Why we laugh varies from feeling extremely happy to feeling insecure. Sometimes posing position of having the last laugh, ridiculing for being superior over someone, knowing something of someone, something secretive and having contempt for that person who has done something shameful, something you would not dare or would not be stupid enough to do. We laugh because of stupidity, to stupidity, to clever and witty jokes and tales. We laugh if there is nothing to laugh about, but because we feel like it. To laugh too much is kind of stupid. It is more clever to be serious and have a straight face without much expression on. To show emotions on your face is to be vulnerable, to care, to connect. To be vulnerable under attacks of those who see vulnerability as an opportunity to attack and state their clever seriousness, their chance of showing what they are made of. To laugh with a crowd at someone in a mass, because it is good fun. To be different from that crowd endangers any one who does any different gesture from the crowd. What happens to those who step aside, who speak against the cheering crowd? That someone can make a crowd laugh, because she is a comedian or because she is a laughable tart, who deserves to be subjected to hate, ridicule and contempt. There is nothing new in this dynamics of people making a difference. What kind of difference do we want to make and is a mechanical predictable crowd and common mind we want to be?

It is so easy to make fun of other people, to point a finger. How far laughter takes us is important to notice, because it is probably the most important emotional and intellectual expression we make. Power of laughter changes an atmosphere, mindsets and thoughts. Where do we draw the line of ridiculing, bullying and comedy that is there to entertain in the good sense, because life is ridiculous, horrible, unjust, violent, cruel, boring and the same unchanging shit forever? Laughter can be extremely sad. It can be there to hide the sadness. Laughter is more valuable, a gesture of a good guy and characteristics of an acceptable good woman, who is so good and nice company. The difficulty of knowing what is the right reaction and action and what to feel, what to do with sorrow, what to do with joy.

Woman.

Without her she gets made, a kind of other, malformation of sex. She needs persona and identity of her own. What does she make of herself, of this lot? Out of these forms of hers. She must build herself.

Character of mist that makes you feel cold inside. Her reputation precedes her, irregular person, despicable.  She is what you heard, you think. What you made of her in your mind via your and other people’s speech. Isn’t she. Talk works like clay. Story of her could be continued in this way unless she would not act for her defense. Get that clay into her own hands. She needs herself to oppose, resist and defend herself. Nobody else does it. Nobody else is interested in her life. Her life what it really is, what she really is like and able to do. Her reality is not interesting to anybody but herself, she lives it, not you and makes it interesting. She makes her life even there is discouragement, contempt, laughter, ill talk, threat, there is so little faith in her that it is unbelievable and unbearable. To accept passively what goes on and on, because others accept it, it suits them and they say there is nothing one can do, for her it is not an option. That is her exceptional quality, active resistance, energy of hers.

Evaluations, descriptions, adjectives, measurements and comparisons, faults, flaws, drawbacks. Qualities we need. Qualities we have made us and what are they worth, how do qualities change. We imagine, make, consume and refine ourselves.

She is not right. Characteristics that is stated as a fact without further evidence than hearsay. Demonizing her to people who listen. Who asked about her. Without her she gets made. As if she died. Character of mist that makes you feel cold inside. Is this the same world we inhabit? You speak of me, but you do not confront me nor speak to me. How little respect there is, how little trust. She is what you heard as a fact. To think otherwise would be unthinkable. Thinkable pleasure, envious joy of dragging her down speaks mountains. She is not right.

She is not right. To kill is to entertain. It is to better yourself. To paint a picture of malicious woman is to draw a separating line. Pointing her out from above, from a distance, from acclaimed perfection, from accepted shameless perfection undeniable.

To know her is to say what she is. She is loud, she is noisy, she is quiet, she is broken, she is tense, she is irrational, she is shameless, she is lost, she is dead.

 

Meaning of struggle

There must be a meaning, but to find a meaning and a life does not mean struggle is the only way. That it is the only thing to make us grow and understand the meaning of living, ways of doing and existing. Yes to see effort, pain and work to accomplish and have something I think is essential, it is unavoidable when making something lasting and worth while. It does not mean that via struggle and constant battle we should find our path. There are those who make it even through the toughest most difficult things imaginable. Then there are the most who maybe barely make their living, for whom every day is a fight to survive.
This is exactly the equation I do not comprehend, the amount of wealth, amount of extremely wealthy people and how much they own, how well this wealth benefits society, how wealthy nations over and over like to see that survival of the fittest is a good way to make politics, tend people’s businesses, affairs and lives. Money that there is does not benefit those who need it most and that is children. Education, health care, security, future prospects that look hazy and dim seem to be in many countries somewhat a similar kind of mess that continue to be unsolved. Yes we like hero stories and survivors, but I’d rather see much wiser heroic deeds done by politicians, people who decide how nations are run. If it is them who run countries. Those who take money from education and health care will keep this situation of struggle on going.

 

Iamthinkingofyou

Get well soon.