To measure something we do not know with something we think we know. To be exact is difficult. It demands effort and knowing of facts, knowledge over the world, how it is and how we are in it. Such knowledge which is not measured by eyesight and thinking you know takes time to find out and look for. To know how the world and nature work is a very basic method of learning to see connections, links between happenings, reactions and outcomes, comparisons and dimensions. Why something happens as it does and how patterns evolve and appear in front of us, in us and without us. We often like to know how big something is and are astounded by vastness, grandness and miraculous infinite nature of what is, for instance heart of a blue whale, temperature of volcanic lava, suddenness and randomness of nature and how close can we get, yet the very accuracy and beauty of it and danger: distance to Mars and could it be inhabitable. We would like to know and do because we can and cannot. We are curious to the limits and beyond. Whether something could be done just because we can test it and try out, experiment with any cost entails also the question of what should be left undone. Imagining diving inside a blue whale in its veins, imagining being eaten by a whale and ending up in its stomach and staying alive, getting out when it washes out to the shore. Where would we have gone without that experiment? What is unimaginable becomes reality, an adventure, survival, living, breathing, to think how many cars should be put in line to measure the Earth to know its circumference. To measure something which size we cannot comprehend unless we measure it with something we can see and we know, comprehend in everyday life, size of ours.
INTIMATE RELATIONSHIP: TRYING TO HAVE SOME FUCKING FUN.
How many bin Ladens do you make when you kill bin Laden?
(making that money.)
We don’t like those stupid and crazy. We know what is stupid and what is crazy. To eliminate those among us to hold community clean, free, happy, intact and more importantly hygienic and safe. You understand, yes. It is our right as people of God. Chosen ones, choose the ones.
Mother of Madness Mother of Comfort Mother of Thieves Mother of Tears Mother of Psychosis Mother of Mercy Mother of Bread Mother of Night Mother of the Lost Mother of Anti-Social Tendency Mothers of The Disappeared Mothers of The Executed Mothers of Tigers Mothers of The Lonely Mothers of Terrorists Mothers of The Dissidents Mothers of The Freedom Fighters Mothers of Strangers Mother of Suspicion Mothers of Comfort
Blind boys running downhill. I really have witnessed it happening. Oh I have seen the Japanese garden. Fill in the blank, but I don’t think you’ll get the job, Motherfucker.
Elbows wrists, elbows wrists, a pornographic magazine under the loo carpet. Sudden movements and sighs.
Who is that flying through the air? Cover yourself itzy bitzy spider. Limbs breaking the brisk air.
Terrible kleptomaniac spent warmly days in the sun of love. (Don’t ask for permission just do it.)
Call me anything you like, Unemployed Hashtag, Ach Scheissenheit! I’m a real hipster, which definition was quite a surprise to me. Definitely, and it is forever, class and grace of knowing what to wear.
It is demanding to be kind to people. It is demanding to be kind to the world. It is demanding to be kind to animals. It is demanding to be kind to strangers. It is demanding to be kind to those you know. It is demanding to be kind to those you don’t know. It is demanding to be kind towards nature. It is demanding to be kind to yourself. It is demanding to be kind to insects. It is demanding to be kind to people you do not like. It is demanding to be kind to people you are mean to. It is demanding to be kind to the street.
To understand what is and what is not. To understand what you are and what you are not. To understand why and why not. To understand what you can do and what you can’t. To understand how all happens and how things do not. To understand what is said and what is not. To understand this place and not. To understand what to say and not. To understand what is your place and what is not. To understand right and wrong and not. To understand how things work and not. To understand your potential and not.
There is a jar, a large glass jar half full of water on the table. There is a group of people around the table and then there is you. Group of people standing by the table. The person in charge takes the jar, goes to an open window and pours the water out the window in silence. Glass jar is returned to the table and given to one of those people standing by the table, then this person shouts or screams in to the jar in one’s own way. Performance is finished when everyone has passed on the jar, till everyone has screamed or shouted in the jar. No words, just noise.
Green the color, yellow the color, leaves the color, color that left. Or it is there to notify, some shade of bright to make us see an enterprise, initiative of particular. Endless topic of us of what color are we, what season, what ideology do we stand for, we do stand for, always for something and like. Necessity to like to feel enjoyment and standing. What color to like, what colorless question to let out and what plain answer to give, short answer, because one is entitled to answer to such question of basic personal favorite. What is your personal input in this? Could one ask why do you want to know? Such attitude is hostile, to question the question. Does the answer make one more soft, acceptable and friendly when you know person’s most liked shade, named, preferred, enjoyed the wavelength of light hitting that wall of corrugated iron.