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Labia minora kissing Venus Impudique
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Vulva is a door. It is a sow and woman riding it. She lifting her skirt with dagger in her hand. Sight chases the demons away. Pit of chastity, of virtue, entry, passage way, vestibule, horns of Uterus, Fallobian tubes, Interforamireum, space between two holes. Genitalis Mueliebris Ambitus. There was a time when female genitalia had no shame. Women didn’t have to be ashamed of their bodies.
Indecent exposure
Hei Henna Joronen,
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Censoring nudity is the weirdest rule of all in our time of openness and sell off… All seeing eye is watching.
Time of hypocrisy is obviously never-ending. I wonder why is that? We are terrified of uncovering. What is frightening about truth? It must be ugly. It is so terrifying that there are those who wish to act as watching men and women to preserve our civilized cultured fun and good times. What is so disturbing in nude human body that it is feared, loathed and made a root of all problems especially female body? Or is it, the human body and sexuality which follows us, such a troubled and sensitive area we simply cannot tolerate it as everyday imagery. This root of all human behavior and mess of ours we have to deal with and accept as part of us is under constant pressure, but not to be seen as it is.
We are grown into our intolerance. Plain nakedness is primitive and an abomination revealing us in a way we do not want to be revealed. Nudity means something (what does it mean?). It is the fucking, the never-fading animal, sexuality and desire, sin and corruption, shame and humiliation. That we have to hide it unless we are selling a product with the help of sexing up. That is ok. It is even more than ok when money is involved. Logic gets even more strange. We do like the sterile atmosphere of human contact and thought unless it is an ad of a large corporation. Taboos are and remain there left without permission to deal with them. The inescapable taboos torment us for a reason, often without logic we hide them and avoid reasoning with them. It is mind-boggling trying to understand the restrictions, fears, silence, inhibitions, bigotry.
What comes to those who watch us and why are they given power over freedom of expression, it is them we should be scared of.
Nudity is the loss of privacy, we accept is as a rip off.
Q&Why is cleavage ok but nipples are not? Obsession with breasts with fear of damaging something delicate.
http://www.prospectmagazine.co.uk/blogs/philip-ball/are-we-living-in-the-age-of-the-brain
Odd everyday logic of humans. Odd in the sense of no logic in the assumed logic in use. What reason, what sense.
Laughter as a stating gesture of approving and belonging, making a character, a persona who knows fun, who is fun. Sounds of laughter are very typically human. Why we laugh varies from feeling extremely happy to feeling insecure. Sometimes posing position of having the last laugh, ridiculing for being superior over someone, knowing something of someone, something secretive and having contempt for that person who has done something shameful, something you would not dare or would not be stupid enough to do. We laugh because of stupidity, to stupidity, to clever and witty jokes and tales. We laugh if there is nothing to laugh about, but because we feel like it. To laugh too much is kind of stupid. It is more clever to be serious and have a straight face without much expression on. To show emotions on your face is to be vulnerable, to care, to connect. To be vulnerable under attacks of those who see vulnerability as an opportunity to attack and state their clever seriousness, their chance of showing what they are made of. To laugh with a crowd at someone in a mass, because it is good fun. To be different from that crowd endangers any one who does any different gesture from the crowd. What happens to those who step aside, who speak against the cheering crowd? That someone can make a crowd laugh, because she is a comedian or because she is a laughable tart, who deserves to be subjected to hate, ridicule and contempt. There is nothing new in this dynamics of people making a difference. What kind of difference do we want to make and is a mechanical predictable crowd and common mind we want to be?
It is so easy to make fun of other people, to point a finger. How far laughter takes us is important to notice, because it is probably the most important emotional and intellectual expression we make. Power of laughter changes an atmosphere, mindsets and thoughts. Where do we draw the line of ridiculing, bullying and comedy that is there to entertain in the good sense, because life is ridiculous, horrible, unjust, violent, cruel, boring and the same unchanging shit forever? Laughter can be extremely sad. It can be there to hide the sadness. Laughter is more valuable, a gesture of a good guy and characteristics of an acceptable good woman, who is so good and nice company. The difficulty of knowing what is the right reaction and action and what to feel, what to do with sorrow, what to do with joy.
Without her she gets made, a kind of other, malformation of sex. She needs persona and identity of her own. What does she make of herself, of this lot? Out of these forms of hers. She must build herself.
Character of mist that makes you feel cold inside. Her reputation precedes her, irregular person, despicable. She is what you heard, you think. What you made of her in your mind via your and other people’s speech. Isn’t she. Talk works like clay. Story of her could be continued in this way unless she would not act for her defense. Get that clay into her own hands. She needs herself to oppose, resist and defend herself. Nobody else does it. Nobody else is interested in her life. Her life what it really is, what she really is like and able to do. Her reality is not interesting to anybody but herself, she lives it, not you and makes it interesting. She makes her life even there is discouragement, contempt, laughter, ill talk, threat, there is so little faith in her that it is unbelievable and unbearable. To accept passively what goes on and on, because others accept it, it suits them and they say there is nothing one can do, for her it is not an option. That is her exceptional quality, active resistance, energy of hers.
Evaluations, descriptions, adjectives, measurements and comparisons, faults, flaws, drawbacks. Qualities we need. Qualities we have made us and what are they worth, how do qualities change. We imagine, make, consume and refine ourselves.
She is not right. Characteristics that is stated as a fact without further evidence than hearsay. Demonizing her to people who listen. Who asked about her. Without her she gets made. As if she died. Character of mist that makes you feel cold inside. Is this the same world we inhabit? You speak of me, but you do not confront me nor speak to me. How little respect there is, how little trust. She is what you heard as a fact. To think otherwise would be unthinkable. Thinkable pleasure, envious joy of dragging her down speaks mountains. She is not right.
She is not right. To kill is to entertain. It is to better yourself. To paint a picture of malicious woman is to draw a separating line. Pointing her out from above, from a distance, from acclaimed perfection, from accepted shameless perfection undeniable.
To know her is to say what she is. She is loud, she is noisy, she is quiet, she is broken, she is tense, she is irrational, she is shameless, she is lost, she is dead.
Do you see in the dark?
My theory is that these men and boys who do cyber bullying do not have much contact with women, do not know different kinds of women, do not want to know. For them woman is an image with few dimensions. An image that is done and closed up without any change, without variety, without any other meaning than to please silently and pose. These males come from a world of chauvinism, sexism and tradition thinking they are funny, intelligent, righteous and manly. They are appreciated as they are continuation to tradition of being men.
Within their group they may seem strong, alone they are nothing which is a strange contradiction in image of appreciation they may be in. Hiding behind fake names anonymously is a coward act itself. That is the manhood of theirs, fear of losing it. They game in a way they can nothing but win, which is in a group anonymously. Greatest fear is to be beaten by a woman, a woman who has more skills than they do. This is very clear as men want to be on top to manifest their manhood. It is no surprise that women have to be better than men on any field.
For such men woman is merely a sex object, typically stereotypical, child-like, incapable. A repetition of a repetition, just like Hollywood film and mainstream entertainment want to show women over and over again, as needy and weak, overly sexual sub-beings, who are still contradictory demons not to be trusted, wicked and evil. In this kind of culture woman is something to take over and rule, tame to be obedient. To actually face a woman as equal or superior would be losing strength, losing an old ideology that has prevailed too long. Ideology of place of a woman and use of a woman is now to be changed. Woman is still used and treated as she has no will of her own, therefore it is a shock in a community when there are women who act up, use, speak up, make and do regardless of do they get respect and are they acknowledged or not. Such women need to exist for culture to change. Women need to do what they wish, not what other people wish they’d do.
Yes fear of violence keeps women in place. I hope women would learn to be fearless and stand up for themselves. Do it now!
http://www.theatlantic.com/technology/archive/2014/10/the-unsafety-net-how-social-media-turned-against-women/381261/2/
”Danielle Keats Citron, law professor at the University of Maryland and author of the recently released book Hate Crimes in Cyberspace, explained, “Time and time again, these women have no idea often who it is attacking them. A cybermob jumps on board, and one can imagine that the only thing the attackers know about the victim is that she’s female.”

The thought that violence solves something prevails. Violence on the internet, in the news, in Europe and in the Middle East. Are there things that combine all the on going slaughter?
Rites attracting the male attention? Not entirely true.
Ok, I’m a fan.
http://www.laweekly.com/westcoastsound/2012/08/28/meet-brooke-candy-rapper-stripper-warrior
