life

Drawn on to ground

| Henna Timanttimetsä

Call it divine, call it repetition of the name, repetition of the sound, call it repetition of the act, the same movement, the same fear and hate in the call,
do not expect the same, expect the worst, do not expect the sane, expect lunacy, expect your narrowest nightmare corridor with mass of people in it with you unable to breathe, with them and their smell, unwashed.
Call it hypothetical trust, blind hypothetical trust, insane hypothetical belief, expect the unseen, the unknown purity command, fury, need to make the idea of purity happen in black. See the flag, see the scarfs, see the eyes. Nothing will turn their heads around from this mission. Nothing. Crisis is in not negotiable in smallest space, in smallest breaths inhaled in passing out with the rest.

ThreatExpect the crisis, threatExpect the hurt, threatExpect the ill, it will come, it will be a terrorist, call it a terrorist, call it an organization Terrrrrrrrroriiiiiist. Terrrrrrrrrrrroriiiiist! It will be an explosion, a blast. Call it what you will, call it fear, terror, tyranny, call it many of who were hurt, many of those who are dead. Call it your blind heart, call it answer of the kind heart.

It is not a comical POW. It is not a comical savage. It is the hidden savage of Christ, the one you deny, the one you do not want to acknowledge, because it is in you, in your religion. Smell of divine captivated, taken, imprisoned. Moral imperative making monsters, sounds of this world, being a monster in an acceptable way, the same way as chanting righteousness, justice, superiority. Us and them, haven and threat, Paradise of safety and Hell of the uncovered. Those who did what they had to do. Those who accomplish God’s plan to save what there is for us to be saved, next to nothing. Standing next to nothing, next to a plan of salvation drawn on to ground.

What is a perfect life?

| Henna Timanttimetsä
All kinds of damage make life difficult. Anything. We must be prepared for anything, and are we?Life has to offer a plethora of flesh and mind eating violent sudden wrongs, it is mutating, damaging, hurtful and brutal, no matter where you live.  Ways of brutality differ. Somewhere brutal action is less visible than somewhere else, nevertheless it is about hurting, getting hurt, dealing with damage.
People who have suffered hardship may have advantage. They may see possibilities in tiniest things, practically there where there is nothing much. They, who get hurt, which is all, have the possibility to see aspects through that hurt, perspectives otherwise would not be possible. They, who face the worst in life have to learn to give, get going despite anything and survive. Know how to either live with their cross, make something out of that cross, is it light or heavy, be a true badass fighter or magician, to tackle all possible darkness there is and win. To not think that damage is a sentence, curse, or that God has abandoned you or the whole world is against you. To overcome difficulties caused by injuries or injuries caused by difficulties, to deal with bleeding, ache, illness, loss, nevertheless one must overcome day after day pain and defeat the burden one way or another. Pain and hurt are our every day but we are not easily tolerant of pain of someone else. We see our pain, it can be blinding, but pain of that other is beyond our understanding. To become tired of being strong and defeating something bigger than oneself is an everyday issue. Self-pity is one way of trying to survive and understand why bad things happen to good people and why life has to be unbearably hard. When you cope with pain, is it possible to forget it?

To what extent power is an illusion itself? How do those who are underdogs and servants, those who are marginalized to position of having nothing but their hands, their bodies and thoughts make themselves heard. Animal reaction in a situation of testing and showing power is to bite and attack or humble and take the given place. The one who mistreats you over and over again how does he get his power?

| Henna Timanttimetsä

How to end extreme poverty and why it has not ended already?

How to end poverty of mind and emotion?
How to give compassion room?
When is collective love going to happen?
What could collective love be globally and locally?