Yeah, it’s the D-word. hush hush now.
But seriously, conversation is what this all is about. Gossip, talk, spreading the word, informing. Keep the good vibes rolling, jives and topics, interesting talk alive. Delighted as ever.
Artist is the art.
A quiet person who is partly invisible partly an impenetrable a forbidden place (has to be shaken, has to be something wrong with that person, so strange almost scary), uninteresting likely to be forgotten, impossible to invade
That person who exists for some reason but why? Why is she like that, nobody asked. She is clearly different: how to pull something out of that mouth? How to torment that mind so it starts to do and process something we understand and enjoy? That person who does not say anything, cannot, has not got anything interesting to say, say those who define what is interesting, who talk constantly themselves, about themselves. To find out and understand, what and what then? Decide whether to like or not, whether to let belong or not? Accepting is difficult, to think one’s head is not the only head there is, that we are not one consciousness, one right kind of form nor shape.
What is sick where illness does not show? What is wrong there where nothing is wrong? What is there where it is not accepted to be what I feel?
For many reasons. First I thought I have nothing inside of me. I felt terrible all the time. I tried to smile. It felt phony. I refused to believe I was nothing although the messages I have been given all my life were exactly that and I just didn’t understand why. It was no wonder I felt so awful and empty and eventually found out I had been depressed for a very long time. That was me some time ago.
Quiet is something puzzling to me for this reason, a very personal reason, an ongoing accusation which is against the quiet that I have felt is interesting because it is so belittling. Quiet is someone not participating, someone with a flaw or lack, something is wrong, something is missing when we are quiet, in all quiet, in silence like there is and was nothing there to say, but there is a demand to constant talk.
For various reasons quiet is interesting, for our need to hide away and step over, deny quiet existence as pathetic and ridiculous. How we build on noise, expect noise and sound to have all the meaning we need and have, noise that equals content and something is given into the world with sound, with words, with talk that never stops.
A world where there is no room for originality.
Are we heading towards the kind of world in which originality is scarce or is it happening right now? A world where being something unique is banned and tormented to death, because it does not sell, it is not interesting to the mass of consuming people, because unique is frightening, unique and originality are a threat to somebody in power and their intact expensive spaces which manifest power status. Symptoms are there as they have been forever and ever; it is a risk to be exactly who you want to be, express your views, look the way you do, believe in what you want. We live in such a world where the unknown is scary and possible invader of thoughts. To change the world consumed by ideologies like fascism, sexism, racism and anti-Semitism is a battle that we must fight tirelessly.
Conspiracy theory
Hatefully consumed minds are set to be suspicious of anything strange, towards new ideas and anything jeopardizing the current state of things. We are to live in fear. We are under constant threat, future looks random, unbalanced and we do not know what to do but to be afraid and fight the enemy made. We can’t be different in a situation like this, it is like jumping from an airplane. We need to belong and we want to belong to this system that is exploiting every possible living being to grow and expand without an end. The end is scary even though we think we do not know it, but it is there and we know what can be done to avoid the inevitable crash but we won’t do what we should. The whole of our thinking which we base our lives on is about abuse, isolation, gaps, our culture grows from abuse, grows from inequality and the fact that difference is dangerous. Working in a consumption oriented world is a plan to infect us all to be the best possible consumers, workers, obedient citizens who do not criticize openly education system, governments, criticize work or even understand to question why things are done as they are, to ask why aren’t people accountable for their actions. This is an ongoing facade, parade of hypocrites, a stage act, which at the moment is desired to be a true mission by corporations without an end, it is nothing but abuse, violent control, growing surveillance, lack of trust, gaining power for the few. Future will be about restrictions of civil rights, labor rights and human rights, abuse of labor, abuse of natural resources, abuse of governments and people in this mission where winnings are made for corporations with a smile. If you think art, music industry, fashion and entertainment are there to create something new and original for us, you are wrong. We are to be brainwashed to want what successful people have, live the way the rich live and admire them.
My new clothing line called HOLY.
What states originality, what is original and how to be original? How do you come to appreciate something extraordinary? It takes courage to be extraordinary in a world that pushes us to be similar. Surely we all want to feel special and think we are exceptional. It is something one has to learn to accept when you see it, when you have it and give positive feedback to someone and yourself who show exceptional character and talent. Contradiction to me in this is that those who are strikingly different (which is all, but especially those who dare to stick out, stick their necks out like crazy), who do things in their way, because there is no other way, original people who follow minds and spirits of their own face the worst of human nature. Why is extraordinary dangerous and so often a problem is a dilemma. It is too common and easy to bully those who do not fit in, bully those who shine originality just being them. To face trouble is more a rule than exception.
How to be original? (originality is also sexy, never forget.)
It should be like breathing to be original since we are unique and individual, right? But the more one explores life the more one comes to notice that originality is very rare, it is a true gift, which one also comes to notice the gift will be exploited and stolen, copied and sold, envied and torched, ruined and spoiled. Those who do not have ideas of their own, of course, have to take ideas from somewhere, appropriate, plagiarise, which as we well know is stealing, but when it comes to intellectual property and ideas that are difficult to patent as inventions and immaterial ideas, things get demanding. This is often the case within and around the arts, which most of based on stealing, copying, idealizing and imitating. What is new then, who owns what and how to give credit to those who deserve it rightfully. Questions of conscience and integrity (surely there are people who have those qualities?).
Isn’t it so that it feels like a victory when one succeeds with ideas of someone else, but in the end plagiarizer is just a plagiarizer. No glory there and I’m not just saying.
Time to dissent!
It is dangerous to be a dissident, but there is no other way when things continue to remain horribly bad. It can be seen a case of impossible as one is facing a hostile giant who believes in violent solving of things, believes that what this programmed monster does is righteous and justified. It is even more difficult to rise up against opposing the violent physically stronger when one is a woman, but it has to be done when nobody does it for you. Fear is no laughing matter, but one can use humor and satire to make the problem visible and easier to approach, more close to earth and less difficult to restrain. Grass root is where feminism does its ground braking work and has done so for over a century. We are lost if we do not act when it is necessary, when it is absolutely compulsory for us to more than just survive.
http://foreignpolicy.com/2015/03/19/china-gender-sex-issues-dissident/ ”The young women frequently rallied against domestic violence, which is rampant in China. In one survey conducted by Beijing Forestry University and the Anti-Domestic Violence Network, a China-based gender-equality NGO, half of Chinese men admitted to violence against their partners.”
What is easy anyway?
What does it mean when a girl is being difficult?
It means quite a lot. It is the very social change embodied right there. Same goes with youth in general. There has to be a continuum of youth rebellion every time all the time.
What about when she is testing her limits, testing limits there are, testing nerves, ideas, conventions and habits, habits of thought? Limits that are there for obvious reasons, for sensible reasons, religious and traditional reasons, maybe reasons that are not valid anymore. Talk about matters of defining difficult behavior, difficult personality and what are the expectations for girls and women when we talk about personality and what girls can do. Where is the difficulty? To me it seems there is nothing but hardship and struggle what comes to gender gaps and fulfilling expectations. Easily females are as we know taught to fulfill expectations (we are brought up more or less to act up, behave, learn to live up to our civilization’s demands) as are boys, but in a different way and there are people who do not tolerate any kind of rebellion, anger, mind of one’s own for a girl to have. If life is a list of demands to be lived up, list that one has not made oneself, list that is not your own but is given to you without thinking there might be a different kind of dreams and lives to want. Difficult many times begins when expectations and manners are broken, when girl shows she has a mind of her own, life of her own to have and make. What is the difficulty in there, I’m not sure, I’m not getting it fully, but I put it on people who dislike and fear the unexpected, fear change, growing up, who are actually afraid of their children, afraid that children are not the same as parents. What is difficult? To understand your children are not yours? What is a difficult child too difficult to handle and why do we need to handle a child? To be afraid what children will become, that they will bring shame to the family is a common fear anywhere in the world. Why would you be ashamed of your child? Therefore discipline and scare are used to keep children from having strange ideas like becoming what they want themselves to be. A difficult child is something who is giving parents a hard time. We can ask who would not be a difficult child and why rebelling against parents is so terrifying that many won’t dare to follow their dreams or be open about what they are as people. Afraid that love and acceptance is taken away.
Question is why girls and boys are set different boundaries, given different goals, ideas of life? What is with bringing up kids? It is clear genders do get brought up in a different way, how could this cage where we are put in be opened up and people wouldn’t be afraid to test themselves and society more. What are we protecting when we focus on girls to be careful and obedient more than boys? How to be more tolerant of and open about the difficult in us?
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