Escaped surprise

Green the color, yellow the color, leaves the color, color that left. Or it is there to notify, some shade of bright to make us see an enterprise, initiative of particular. Endless topic of us of what color are we, what season, what ideology do we stand for, we do stand for, always for something and like. Necessity to like to feel enjoyment and standing. What color to like, what colorless question to let out and what plain answer to give, short answer, because one is entitled to answer to such question of basic personal favorite. What is your personal input in this? Could one ask why do you want to know? Such attitude is hostile, to question the question. Does the answer make one more soft, acceptable and friendly when you know person’s most liked shade, named, preferred, enjoyed the wavelength of light hitting that wall of corrugated iron.

Let’s talk more my Bunny.

pencil on paper, 2015

Let’s talk more my bunny!
March 6, 2013

Hello! My name is Tanya.  I am lonely Russian woman from Ulyanovsk. I hope you will interested in my letter or in my structure in agency. I have decided to write to you really liked to me. Some more about me…. I am 25, I have finished medical university in our city and now I work as the children’s doctor. My free time I spend on a hippodrome, as I 7 years am engaged in equestrian sport. I think more about my appearance will tell you my photos. If you want to learn more about me you may write me to Zvyereva68@yandex.ru Also if you want to ask me some questoins (if interested in me), please write me and I promise answer you and also I will send you more of my photos. Bye for now.

I hope it’s letter will not without your reply. ?  

(SUCK THE BONES.)

When is revolution, Irrational right and wrong, essays and poems, 2014

Noble beauty like Everest

Perhospuutarhassa/at Butterfly garden, Joensuu, 2000

Noble beauty like Everest

I take credit for setting the world on fire. Like Everest, do you think it is charging, do you think it is changing? Greatest individual who ever did say thank you for the flames and went ahead. Saw something ahead worthwhile to walk to, to crawl to, to want as a human. We are this want, we are want and as much as we want. Striking hitting setting stepping; to do against would be the most influencing aggression. Not to say anything, give a mental mugging and still getting up, wanting still something is happening out of mental disrupt urge, like untrue, like a dream. Scariest negative impulse to make nervous sweat. To radically push and show a point of view, state of mind state of body make fall let fall happen as far as it goes, make falling look like a normal happening resulting understanding. Is there someone to catch you? Don’t! I catch myself. Something to hit ferociously. I am there, it sounds as self-loath, self-pity and hate, is put in one, is against me. To take risks of losing life and not be caught, not be found, to be hated. Contradictions of living in hype in positive, trying to be good, telling me to be good, telling how to be good, hard to reach, a noble beauty like Everest.

Heaven above, and ours Hell right here

Joensuu 2000

AFTER DORIAN LYNSKEY, HISTORY OF PROTEST SONGS, 33 REVOLUTIONS PER MINUTE 2010.

”Oh, I ain’t a Communist necessarily, but I’ve been in the red all my life.”

” Work and pray, live on hay/ You’ll get pie in the sky when you die” The Preacher and The Slave, 1911
The Red Song Book 1932 The Socialist Rebel Song Book 1934 Negro Songs of Protest 1936

Political message put into the arena of entertainment, books I can imagine in my hand, small, worn out with yellowish smelly pages, the ongoing rebellion, ongoing inspiration of coal miners, their wives, copper miners, their wives, textile workers, their husbands, inspired by Woody Guthrie, This Land Is your Land, 1944. ”I am out to sing songs that will prove to you that this is your world..that make you take pride in yourself and your work” Woody Guthrie’s mission statement which he read on the radio 1944 in his weekly show on New York’s WNEW.

This is a kind of Poem, this is a kind of scribbles, I end up seeing the same thing, a pattern, but I cannot put my finger on it

Failed to quicken the pulse, Ella May Wiggins who was shot dead during the Gastonia textile strike 1929, hero of the left. Message belonged to whoever stuck a flag on it. And increasingly the flag was red. Leftist intellectuals were in love, most of all, with the idea of a common man. Sometimes he drank, he fought, even shot his woman down. There was nothing ennobling about it. Music of rumors, dreams, ghost stories and whispers in the night.

Dust can’t kill me, beneath the cover of bad grammar, misspellings, Okie vernacular, which would come in handy in darker times.

It had not rained in four years bitter but exhilarating like biting into a lemon. To know about Confucius, did he know more about hypocrisy than he did about nature of American society.

Something fishy for robbing her off her lightness mixed with serrated glass day and night
it was when she discovered heroin in 1940s, and commenced slow dying, scourging hypocrisy

from sea to ocean from sea to shining sea aw­-shucks, ionization of a affectionately common man.

Full of bad luck and violent ends. Violent beginnings, startling start, I took these words from this book I found added them here next to my words. I gave words back to you. You do what you can with them.

What has happened before, what happens now to a worker? Is he/she called a worker anymore, the proletarian, or is it employee, staff, laborer. We have short history of couple of industrial revolutions during which many other kinds of revolutions have taken place. Couple of which have been Feminist. Suffrage ­movement, sexual revolution, inventions of contraception, women’s right to study, abortion, divorce, go to work and have a career. Women’s rights to their bodies are still under questioning, which makes me wonder why. Why female body is the main object of terror and a possession of man? We are still fighting for human rights to happen on many levels. But all in all, women’s rights have taken big steps forwards globally during couple of decades, lots is still to be done. It astonishes me how heavy the battle is.

2013 Tampere

Vulva super bitch

Venus action hero porn star horny bitch sexy hot
curvy large cellulite must go ass ass ass big big big must workout
breasts tight tight tight but soft big
trained fit tit sit
high heels fishnets London Paris New York
leather silk milk mohair see-through action hero superstar celebrity fame
admiration look up to looking at gazing staring at
desire lust money wealth club hub love u
drinking diet gym cars houses clothes cash labels photos luxury Champagne
Botox plastic surgery paparazzi selfie imitating posing looking watching posing looking imitating watching looking imitating wanting wanting wanting to be to be to be

Killer

pencil on paper, acrylic on canvas, 2021

Killer

Man entered flowers, tattoos, piercings. Sat on the stairs staring out smelling of wet grass and rain, leaf on his head, yellow, couldn’t say anything. Brown spots, small birch

Nature

Wild

How

In the dirt. I don’t know. How fragile are we, sting to be stung by a sudden wasp in the hair. When you torched your hair didn’t know what to be stung, sting, hit, anger in fists, in small beings staring outside scared.

Contradictions that are hard to grasp.

Stimulated, simulated, negotiated, forced, inflicted, given, numbed, self-­inflicted, to find yourself

Felt, lived through, avoided, how much pain is necessary, can one take, because without so­-called suffering we don’t live. How do we call our pain? Do we exaggerate, complain, overexaggerate, do we compare ourselves to others and to their pain? Do we see it, effort, agony, lack of effort? To see an effort to gain, to learn, to work, to get something done. How much do our feelings guide our lives, our pain?

There is a problemBe a problem There is a problem. Be. 40.50.
No price tags, please. Become a seed, as tiny as you can, don’t think about the price, loss or anything else but
becoming potential, ready to grow.
There is a problemBe a problem There is a problemBe. There is a problemBe.40.50. No price tags, please. Become a seed, as tiny as you can, don’t think about the price, loss or anything else but becoming potential, ready to grow. There is a problemBe. 40.50. No price tags, please. Become a seed, as tiny as you can, don’t think about the price, loss or anything else but becoming potential, ready to grow.

Stimulated, simulated, negotiated, forced, inflicted, given, numbed, self­-inflicted, felt, lived through, avoided, how much pain is necessary, can one take, because without so-­called suffering we don’t live. How do we call our pain? Do we exaggerate, complain, overexaggerate, do we compare ourselves to others and to their pain? Do we see it, effort, agony, lack of effort? To see an effort to gain, to learn, to work, to get something done. How much do our feelings guide our lives, our pain? There is a problemBe. 40.50. No price tags, please. Become a seed, as tiny as you can, don’t think about the price, loss or anything else but becoming potential, ready to grow. Stimulated, simulated, negotiated, forced, inflicted, given, numbed, self-­inflicted, 

felt, lived through, avoided, how much pain is necessary, can one take, because without so-­called suffering we don’t live. How do we call our pain? Do we exaggerate, complain, overexaggerate, do we compare ourselves to others and to their pain? Do we see it, effort, agony, lack of effort? To see an effort to gain, to learn, to work, to get something done. How much do our feelings guide our lives, our pain?There is a problemBe a problem. 40.50. No price tags, please. Become a seed, as tiny as you can, don’t think about the price, loss or anything else but becoming potential, ready to grow Stimulated, simulated, negotiated, forced, inflicted, given, numbed, self-inflicted,

felt, lived through, avoided, how much pain is necessary, can one take, because without
so­-called suffering we don’t live. How do we call our pain? Do we exaggerate, complain, overexaggerate, do we compare ourselves to others and to their pain. Do we see it, effort, agony,
lack of effort? To see an effort to gain, to learn, to work, to get something done. How much do our

feelings guide our lives, our pain? disciplined, demure and patient
the rest is just process.
think as many muscles as possible
while quickly moving from one thought to the next to keep your heart rate high.

Your Start in A in this position with your body in Quark a straight line is gone
your head to your heels. Keeping your arms straight core engaged, shift your weight

onto your left arm,
rotate, and raise your right arm toward the ceiling so that your body forms a D; your right foot should now be on top of your left. Smile inside. Pause for, then return to the starting
position and repeat on the table in front. That’s one thing. Sit. Grand­ M position next as. A thought since you are now a seedStimulated,simulated, negotiated, pain? Do we exaggerate, complain, overexaggerate, do we compare ourselves to others and to their pain. Do we see it, effort, agony, lack of effort? To see an effort to gain, to learn, to work, to get something done. How much do our feelings guide our lives, our pain?

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It takes one Click

It takes one click.

Get down on your fucking knees! The claim that the world is changing incredibly fast. What is the speed a bullet has? You won’t feel it once it hits your head. World of agony is too much to take. Don’t speak it out just hear the bang. That is what we do, not tolerate truth about ourselves. Our deeds, our need to enslave, to humiliate, things we do not take if they are not for granted. Preserving prejudice and privilege as something innocent playing as contrast to our cruelty as a value to sell and be covered by. It is the truth we should like but we kill it, because it is not enough. We don’t get ahead fast enough honestly. It even sounds too little, too bold to be alive. The one who speaks the truth and is not believed because it is too much to take.

Get down on your fucking knees! This command is about power used, power liked and loved, power of ruining innocence of someone, ruining possibilities of someone for a life. This gun is an accusation and it is pointed at you. It is my emotional response for you questioning me, for you to obey me. It is my belief my religion my faith and reassuring my righteousness. Me holding my truth, my path in my hand: Get down on your fucking knees! Now! Bow your head, feel my weapon on you, how cold it is against your skin, against your fear, against your life. Where are you when you are there afraid, in the dirt, below me breathing. Me above you looking at you with anger, looking at you like you were nothing, not even a human. Me with possibility and desire of pulling the trigger, click. It takes one click.