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Emotions as we and why do we like to abstain and refrain our emotions into illness. Having an order of emotions, taking them for granted and as inferior phenomenon which reason must rule and guide. An order which many of us seem to live by is not to, a no, a ban, prohibition of. What do we let out and what we do not because we are not allowed, because it is not proper, we do not dare? It is an interesting topic, because our emotional refusal, which could be called a plug that is not wished to be pulled, a tag, pivot behind a door, stepping stone, something nonverbal, unspoken inner banner which is there, but how far and can you see it. Inner banner, a flag of your own, what is it like?
 
Revolution is an emotional event. It is a moment of not wanting to have that plug anymore. Not wanting to be dictated, controlled over, told what to say, do, be like and feel.
It is feminine to feel, to show emotions, to cry, to laugh, be insecure, admit sensing. Crying is a powerful outburst with tears and facial expressions. Crying is probably the most controlled emotional and physical act, please don’t cry, I would have to react to your tears. 

irrational behavior of those who oppose, lunacy, mental. To declare mental

Pain as a motivator, could it be said it motivates, pushes forward? To avoid hurt we like to pass it on to make sure that other one hurts more.

Introduction to anguish, suffering, agony, distress, torment, pain, ache, woe – how much can there be, how pain can be measured? Only by visible injuries and complaints?

We like to avoid feeling pain. To use alcohol to numb oneself,  to have feeling of joy for a little while. Those who have been hurt in life, the most of us can begin to believe hurt is the only reality there is. To hurt is what people do, why is this happening to me, why do I hurt so much. Ill behavior tends to multiply. The more one gets hurt the more one seeks to hurt and get hurt. To what extent do we avoid hurt, how selfish are we in protecting our own skin? Could we avoid hurting others following the rule – treat your fellow-man the same way you want to be treated? Somehow it does not look that way. In this avoiding of hurt we act by, react, write, speak, behave, make and live. What kind of motivator pain is and how do we deal with pain, it seems to be a major issue and it is a crisis to have pain. We want to be painless, to live in oblivion kind of state where we do not remember pain until it hits. We may be careless and defiant in front of pain. To have pain because of being abandoned, forgotten, unloved, left behind is very normal. But when it happens as a child one becomes accustomed to it, like not expecting anything else, becomes insensitive. To avoid ultimately being hurt one prepares in mind for such incidents, anticipation of what will be. To expect to be hurt lessens the hurt experienced. It is difficult to explain any kind of pain experienced to someone else who has not experienced the same. Person who has not felt the same can only imagine. Stinging, pounding, throbbing, cutting, pointing, overwhelming, blinding, hurt hurting a body of mental or physical, depressing. To feel horribly agonizing hurt can make one cry and shout. We cry when hurt to let it out. Pain has to be let out for it to be released and eased. Long term pain is a sign of something is not well in your body. This is so self-evident and everyday practice.

Sadness is a sudden or a constant low, it can go on and on for how long? One can learn to tolerate and mould it to live with it, if there is no other alternative. Suicide is a complete end to intolerable pain and suffering, but it is passing pain on to others who stay alive, an escape of unsolvable problems. It is the difficulty in life, unavoidable to suffer, the most unaccepted feature of our existence, we don’t want to hurt. Who would want to accept pain, there must be a cure. Where pain is, what causes it, what can be done to it. Disabling and paralyzing ache gives reason to doubt there is an illness. Not to whine and sob about hurt is heroic. It can be honourable not to shout in agony when in labour. Honour in staying silent about one’s bad feelings and ache, heartache, headache and reasons why. Suffer silently not to let others have concern over you, stay humble and obedient. It is impolite to complain. What does it do when all of society follows this kind of golden rules of silence? To suffer alone, stay strong, it builds character and is respectable. Respectability, honour, integrity of a soldier.

Pain makes one’s body go down, take one’s head in one’s hands, close one’s eyes, fall down, stay in bed, go to see a doctor, take a pill, put a hot water bottle on aching tummy. I have wondered do genders react to pain differently, tolerate it in different ways? The more painful one’s life is the more one can take it, cope with it, understand it. Pain has to be understood. Levels of hurt, ways to hurt, how do I hurt and do I, how my face twitches, bends, my body moves in twists in pain.

We are very sensitive creatures, we can feel pain of someone else. That takes an empathetic person, kindness to place oneself to someone else’s position, feel what that other is feeling, going through. How must he feel? I am sorry for you. Caring is considered a feminine feature. It is a kind of weakness. To take sorrows of others to carry and comfort. Have we lost some of that or is it a task of nuns and nurses, psychologies and doctors? To professionalize caring makes it distant, machinized. We have to pay to get it. Which puts us in unequal position individually. There are people who are more valuable to be taken care of. To afford caring. What an insane thought, but it is realistic because it happens. We cannot afford caring. It is away from us, to be given a piece of affection is a lot to ask. It is no surprise prostitution is a profitable business. Sex is thought as a moment of affection even with a stranger and even having paid for it. Or is it just a release of pain and pressure in the balls.

Which emotions are visible in public places? Should emotions show in built environment? Now it seems we avoid emotional contact with the place we live in.

Seeing the city as a corpus that has an emotional life, as a body that has emotional life. How that life is alive – what makes people attach to their environment, emotionally attached? How it becomes planning, emotions being built. How important stories are in the planning context and the process? City as a narration, as a process, not a product. Or is a city to exercise certain activities and to mind your own business? Smooth living, what is the main goal of an urban planner? Who is the planner exactly, is it the politician and the constructor in the end, since they seem to have the power and the money. Frustration, alienation and numbness being the main atmospheres to inhabit, emotionally safe areas without any risk of being confronted, opened. Are we products in well-produced cities, facades against facades, because if we erase emotion that is what we really have become.

More lessons in life, please contact, because I really need to be taught a lesson or two.

Emotions are forces to be used creating good, like art. For what I know, rage and showing your anger can purify the air and bring new dimensions to your relationships between human beings, those beings who walk on two legs, smoke tobacco and say Fuck you, I do what I fucking like. It is good also not to hide what you feel, like nowadays showing feelings other than nice is prohibited and seen as vulgar. To wake you up – you people are fucking vulgar dot! I like to act differently, it’s refreshing. And showing what you feel makes you healthier. RAGE!! Because all things that happen don’t please sometimes, naturally ..how normal. I feel all kinds of emotions and I also like to show them. Again repeating myself. Don’t misinterpret anger to hate, they are close, but still I cannot say I hate anyone anymore, at least very long. When I was young I was more black and white. Don’t be afraid. You should be able to apologise, if you have hurt someones feelings. But yes, hate is a feeling, an important one. Don’t misuse it.

This is Dr. Love for you all good people out there. FEEL! Enjoy life. Have a barbecue. Sending loving waves to all over the Globe. Cheerios. (Me, Poisonous? Only when necessary, Darling.):) Ask me anything. I want to be of an assistance, I mean help to you. H

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   Trust Equals Love.

Since There is No Trust, Love Does Not Exist. Is It Really So? Now I’m a Bit Scared. We Live In A Fascist World. You Better Believe It. How Disgusting. At This Point I Lose My strength And Fall Down. I Can’t Believe It. I Have Thought Love Is Life, Living, Believing. Exactly, Believing. Faith. What If Everything You Believed In Failed You. But It Is Impossible To Live Without Trust. I have to Be Able To Trust That The Food I Eat Is Safe. So far I Have Survived. So Are You Saying That Laws For Example To Maintain The Quality Of Food Are Made Out Of Love. Community Is To Protect. Protection Is Love. Simply put And Said. So I Have Rights As A Citizen Of Finland and EU and As A Human Being Not To Live like A Hunted Animal. A Hunted Animal, Very funny. What If People Had A Collective Weeping. NO! But I Thought It Would Give Us Some Relief In These Times Of Sadness And Debt. It Would Be A Sight Everybody Weeping On The Streets Sharing Their Grief. To Let sadness Out, Lovelessness, Hurt, Pain, Shame, Hate and Anger, Negativity. Do You Think It Would End Up In Laughter? Yes. Crying Is Pretty Ridiculous. You Are Such An Idealist. That’s Why You’ll End Up Against The Wall And Shot.