Responsibility is a bitch

7 lokakuun, 201425 helmikuun, 2018 | Henna Timanttimetsä

Isn’t it?! Do we take it, do we accept it, do we have it. It is a part of being an adult and a worthy grown up takes responsibility of his/her actions and people close to that person, period. We have responsibility of ourselves and of others as well. There is no around it. Responsibility is there for you to have. Responsibility for your actions and things said. You make yourself via what kind of responsibility you are willing to take. To me it looks like this issue has blurred along the way. Excuses fly over and over of why you did not take the responsibility, why you thought it is not yours. Why do people think things happening do not concern them, do not belong to them. Things like neighbors kids, kids of our own, neighborhood, what we consume or some far away place having a major oil spill.

Things only human can and will do. Flaws newly defined. I’m not just saying.

7 lokakuun, 201411 maaliskuun, 2018 | Henna Timanttimetsä

Give excuses to one’s bullshit behavior is intolerable. To question everything and all is fundamentally unforgiving. To forgive ends a seek and search for better. Especially unforgiving I am to myself. Things are never good enough. That means a kind of military attitude towards human relations and doing things I think matter. I am very protective over people I care about, very unapologetic what comes to ill-treatment and direct if there is something that needs to be said. Closest thing to honesty is what I seek to be, closest thing to perfection is what I aim at. That is possibly a result of nature of unforgivable I have grown into and I do not see why I should forgive when there is no reason to. Do better!

Even though it is good to be accepting of flaws and errors done thinking we are only human, still I cannot stand the phrase. It does not justify misogyny, hate, indifference, stupidity nor ignorance. Those who are only human are exclusive, suspicious, contempt-filled, arrogant and so on stand on lowest place where only human can. They like their flaws.

Therefore I think I am better off and better than that only human phrase, only human image of an all forgiving kind and an embodiment that likes to justify mistreatment and ill behavior because it cannot be battled nor changed. I truly hope there are more people who place their standards higher and see what is actually wrong.

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Kuva | 5 lokakuun, 20144 joulukuun, 2017 | Henna Timanttimetsä

Rubberbands on wall, untitled, 2012

Kuva | 2 lokakuun, 20147 maaliskuun, 2018 | Henna Timanttimetsä

Untitled, kuminauhat ja naulat/rubberbands and nails, 2011

Glued to every breath. Take a deep breath. Hold that trophy dear, polish it, keep it intact in a vacuum for us to look at.

29 syyskuun, 20144 helmikuun, 2018 | Henna Timanttimetsä

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.