ja kun ei tarvitse kiipeillä voi ihastella Suomen lähiöiden metsäisyyttä ja mahdollisuuksia joita tuo luksus tarjoaa kerrostalolähiössä.

ja kun ei tarvitse kiipeillä voi ihastella Suomen lähiöiden metsäisyyttä ja mahdollisuuksia joita tuo luksus tarjoaa kerrostalolähiössä.

Annie is dead. Got bullet in her head. A golden goose flew out the window when they found the body. Bulging the blood-filled balloon. Let the bastard chase your mental and physical collapse in this world that has no idea how many days and nights the world shakes shakes shakes, under constant ambience like aneurism,
like an animal waiting unexpectedly in your brain like somebody else
without proof of having seen it but felt it. Having been told it might be there. That there is a possibility of it killing you, that it killed you, an unknown object.
Respect the funeral ride of silent black emptying sorrow before the x-ray light.
Sorrow that bursted, till erupted the cortége before us on the walkway oily pavement like new
that there is lack like never before.
So what is a dictatorship in this kind of world and what is the meaning of news? To give us information? We should be well-informed by now, if we were that interested we’d have erased issues that very obviously cause our problems, and if we could be able to understand the whole picture, picture would look different from it does now. State of the world is hard to understand in any other way than things are terrifyingly wrong, indifference and helplessness prevail. How to fix things that are so well fucked up and things that are in the hands of the super rich that ’average’ working people feel helpless, unemployed feel facing dead-end? How can one beat money when one has none of one’s own, and why poverty is a situation of helplessness and without means? Why do we think that?
How can a small individual beat something that is beyond regulations and laws, someone who powerful who can buy his way? To beat power that buys its way to the top without hesitation, without doubt, without good intentions? Power that manipulates via media and mainstream visuals, riding its way into our heads, thoughts, ways to act, possibilities, rights. Anything can be controlled by corporal power and is controlled by corporations. They do not hesitate to fuck us up. That is not a friendly partner who seeks wealth. Who to trust in this moment of absolute turn is our only possibility? And why many think there is nothing one can do??
She can’ t help of laughing. Well what did you expect. Yes exactly, what do you expect?
Glued to what? To the wall, to the pavement, to the past, to what you said, to your face, grabbing your coattail. To your penis probably. Maybe so. So beware of the glue-fingered woman. She’ll come and catch you. If it looks like to you she is in need of your comfort and security of your safe and entertaining company, run. Take that cup, turn and jump into the water.
Highly irregular blond naivety can be deceiving. Is it truly naivety of mine or someone else’s. Inability to see female sex in a light of accomplishing and creating herself on her own. Making a way as an independent individual who has thoughts of her own. We do not live in a world that is open to variety and different kinds of opinions.
Shame. The shameful thing. No, not what I am wearing, no. Just born bad and doing the unexpected. What did they expect?
I am overwhelmed by the lack of empathy and compassion, scared of such people who seem to be the most. We are so attached to our need of ’friends’ and contacts that we suspect everyone whom we do not know. We think we know those who we have fun with, who are ’close’ and friendly with us. After having met men who are ashamed of women who do not fit category of ideal trophy woman, women who can be displayed for those friends, and after having been exposed to men’s complete indifference and unawareness of what it is to be a woman in a world of trophies, I am beginning to have the whole picture of the very limited way how men see women. Surprise is of course that many women wish to be displayed as trophies. You know already what a trophy woman is, right? It is probably not an official term. Woman is presented as an object in male competition and game where winner takes it all.
We like to expect and think we know. We are hugely disappointed when our expectations fail us, when they are not fulfilled. Question is how we become to expect something? We expect something from someone, something to happen, we expect our lives to be of certain kind. We have ’great’ expectations. Great meaning big material things mostly. We like to show off, be better than. To define the better would be good to check from time to time. What we value and why.

It is dangerous for the whole society to have an university that is scared, that avoids consciously touching issues that might cause losing of means and ’valuable contacts’. This is how the all of arts functions, via contacts and fear. What kind of visual contents gets to be seen, used and spread through the ’official’ machinery that produces mass media and material for the consumers is the heavy question. If those who make the mainstream visuals are not interested in politics or are unaware and/or scared to comment openly, what kind of atmosphere do we make?
In the politically flammable world to take sides is risky, but it is even more risky not to have anything to say. It is risky for the future of democracy. It is unethical not to defend human rights, not to speak for equality and act against conformity. University that does no openly object oppression, dictatorship and slavery is a rotten university, anti-intellectual and unreliable in terms of research. Middle class bourgeoisie is backs and heads turned into wrong way, turned into a silent wall, against an open and equal world.
I am not even expecting you to acknowledge. I am expecting a defensive wave. That is how you protect yourselves and your kind. Living in denial and liking it. Lack of self-criticism and inability to change make a society that serves and protects those who already have power.
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