Bible speaks Job; Where is God? Like breathless talking people pretending. There is a crack that goes from here where I am sitting on a bench to the railway.

Waiting for the train, bumpy old asphalt. There is a crack on my phone, I dropped it on pavement. I always look for human face on broken surface.

Sentences on women’s magazine today: I was too cruel to myself. I will never be the same.

How to behave at a bank?

If there are chairs that go round, my advice is to test the chairs and go round. Do it as long as you are told not to.

Stand up for yourself

The constant search for acceptance ends at some point. It ends when there is nothing else received but disapproval, contempt, sadness and disappointment. Fundamental question is what is there to give? What do we give each other? It is a moment of complete realization of randomness, selfishness, something to gain and coincidence. What is good, what is ill, which one to choose and why. Only thing one can do is not to fail oneself. It is that I am my best friend and the only person to take care of me. This person who is me knows what I can do. So why seek any approval when there is none to be found. Everything is for sale but me. Something is finished at that point when I stand up for myself, when need to be loved by someone else does not guide me and what I do. End of being on mercy of anyone. It is to accept randomness and irrationality of life, human mind, emotions and lunacy of our deeds, but also understanding that I can make a difference. Those things I cannot control stay there, if I can’t control anything it is a dead-end. What I decide to think and do still has meaning. Do I wish to do good or do I wish to do ill and how random those choices are. How much do our emotions guide what we do is important to take into consideration. Humans are by nature active in making and by seeing what we have accomplished we can appreciate ourselves. Where does narcissism begin and where does it end?

 

Make panee

Labia minora kissing Venus Impudique

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I still believe in love (Jennifer Lopez) star interview. My question is do you believe in love? Ah yes probably in Paris.

Why is there such a question as do you believe in love? Who does not believe in love and why would that kind of rejection happen? It is a daily issue in magazines targeted at women. It is common issue in celebrity culture to talk about love life. To be in love with someone and is that person romantically seeing someone. Are there wedding bells, wedding rings, wedding dresses, weddings, photographs. What is there to believe in in this matter? To believe in, have faith in. Love is connected to sharing and happiness, kindness and ability to love someone, continuity. It is also an obsession of finding a partner and it is an obsession of being accepted and loved. Is that why a beautiful woman is asked does she believe in love, of finding love after divorce. Do you believe in divorce? Of course.
 
Do I think your stereotypes are idiotic? Yes  I do.

Aquamatic- water collecting cups, 2008, ceramics

 

Precious things

Speed of change, speed of time, there is a time capsule in change, my time in every moment. I have no time. Waiting it to happen, saying, phrasing what it is one wants to change. Framing to tell we have no other alternative. It is settling and alarming at the same time, maybe an effort to find crystallised, a meaning and explanation of what happens, what might happen and why. Timing, what happens with timing, in time, in waiting, in lining up, in hurry, in speed which media and civilization bring to our lives. Speed of pictures, speed of events, speed of a runner, speed of a shutter, speed of changing clothes. Speeding, measuring, comparing, working, staying put.

How are we the same? What is the same? Why do you seek similarity? Why do you want to be safe with people like yourself?

love-is-a-lie

When does desire begin? As we are needy from the beginning. Are need and desire the same? Feeling guilty for having desired, for being desired.