At the table: But avalanches of all sizes are possible, he said. They are plural forms of Jesus.

But avalanches of all sizes are possible, he said. They are plural forms of Jesus.

What is ancle what is angle what is to sit in a cafe what is to listen
what is anger what is danger what is to danger what is rumour what is hurt what is to die what is to live what is to love tell me what it is. Pendulums.
They are swinging nonstop fast in a tormented way.

Dotted lines making graph, making it on paper, showing on printing paper, chain reactions sliding frequently, jumping to infinity. Black girl with no clothes on sent her goodbye waving her body. Siren of her vulva of her flood, flower megaphone of her multiplexes, endless body parts in I will do it again I promise. Shoeless woman threw up. Threw up Jesuses.

 

Prisma

sovereignty in a cloud
Fighting giving meaning in us, for us to structure the world and make it may be simpler, maybe better. Fights making us and making us do good and bad. To write about good and evil: it is clear to me that I stand on the side of good. Why is that so clear? Does my origin, ideas, gender, age, skin color, profession(s), art, deeds, tell how good a person I am? What deeds, characteristics tell my quality of goodness or evilness? That is what I think now, because I’m not so sure. What is good and just, it is that I have chosen to realise and do as I see fit and they serve me, my idea of good for me. Do I take the rest of the world into consideration in my goodness? To choose and accomplish, it is a question of self and losing self, not to make only what your self desires, not only letting your need to want to want. Decide what is good. Tastes good, makes you feel good. Is my body that decides since I must eat, sleep, drink and follow? It decides much for me as do my feelings. My feelings and sentiments, gut telling me which paths to follow. Telling me something about good, what might be good to do.

Earring in a bowl of water

Glaring body

Glaring body, origin of, pulled out of something beautiful, out of that glaring body. It is still shining its light like a lamppost on a dark street. His naivety became to signify fear, to mean good at heart or young, an inexperienced mind, trusting or having lived with only one perspective to a view.
Her naivety became to signify fear, to mean good at heart, which is more easy to say, that is, was she who is naïve still. Unchanged as she remains, trusting, believing, faithful and true, that is what naïve means in a way, you do not change when you don’t have to or because you are afraid and believe truths of others instead of your own, you are afraid the truth of your own, afraid because it might end up hurting you, because it is not the truth of the most of the world or maybe it is, but they are afraid of it too.

Ah, slut.

Should I really? Ah slut, suck it. Yes, give it a go.
By the way, what if we would make dogs glow in the dark as well as their shit and the leash and the hand holding the leash, the owner may stay in the dark. Smell the news, love it.

iPhone

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

U have 1 iPhone waiting.
U have 1 iPhone waiting.

 

Tilanne

Siinä minä killuin, vaahtokumisohvan likaisessa kolossa ilman nostetta, ilman verta, en nähnyt muuta, kangastuksenomaisen pirstaleisen sykkivän horisontin, ihmisen paljaana. Minä nauroin ja itkin jo ennen karvaista jalkaa, tartuin liimapapereihin. Olin märkä, minuun oli ottanut imelä tuoksu. Ei ole ääniä, on puutunut perse, muovin nihkeys ja tajusin terävät varjot harsoisissa verhoissa olivat viherkasveja.

Exploring Veronica

To get inside Veronica, Veronica out of oxygen. Who would not be complex and
conflicted, out of breath? How to be exhausted and not show it. To have a sense of
self as a machine and how that machine functions. Try not to be violent, but obedient
and eat the penis as it was the best kind of fruit ever hanging in front of you. Look
like you have violence as a force of nature, there unused.

How to be believable as a sex worker? Is it so that sex worker is recognizable? A
stereotype posing a lure, alluring? Something cannot be verbalized, a thought which
is so demanding and dangerous to be spoken out loud with respect that it would ruin
something if done so.

To swallow a load, Black Rose Diamond Veronica is a dominatrix. She works in a dungeon. She is dressed in red PVC. Heels so high and black tide up her thighs. Everything is there that she needs to give a lesson and she must be obeyed for the customer to be humiliated in private.

Angelique Rubensia Urbania has voluptuous figure. Something to squeeze while she
bangs you on top. Maybe you can’t breathe under her, so it is a punishment to lie under her body. Her cunt is almost too big and it kind of swallows you up. For a prostitute to swallow usually means something else. Something which is partly humiliating, to swallow a load.

2001: Age of innocence

cat act tic tac itc cit tci tci tci where is it leading?

Choose your favourite syllable and repeat it in a tempo chosen as you wish.
Ok. I’m ready.
or..not at all. It goes on and on unfinished.

Say syllables out loud on a wasteland, in front of it, after having walked over it. Say
repeat constantly
while walking standing thinking them how to say them looking up to the sky shout out loud syllables how they go   gaps   in between, pauses, tactics
inventing teg             ASTRA TRA TRA TRA
stra stra gyte change order of the letters.

What sense does it make? What new views it opens? To tear, tear words apart. How do you feel when you repeat these syllables?

Instant mermaid just add water, writings on t-shirts for women.

BABE
Sorry I’m late I didn’t want to come.
Promises
Bad a Ball Testicle festival
USA
ABCDEFUCKOFF
no thanks
Be yourself
babygirl
Hotter than hell
PSYCHOPATH
It’s yours
babygirl
GRLPWR
Stay weird
90’s baby
How You Doin’?
Good girls go to heaven, Bad girls go everywhere.
Girls supporting girls.
Moody.
You will be too much for some people, those are not people.
I’ll be there for you.
win-win
Funpa: like grandpa just cooler also smarter and stunningly good-looking.
Holy enough to pray for you, hood enough to swing on you.
morning
Raise boys and girls the same way.
Stranger things