surprise:museum of modern art

clearness comes only with sadness.
how much do i value clearness?
is it like pure water-no, it is distilled and thousandfold transformed pain and joy.
but the installation told me i am happy.
something is wrong :-)

last evening, Helsinki, 22.36

a journey ..painful and beutiful.
i feel raw but can breathe.

Miles from Nowhere, Cat Stevens

https://youtu.be/DZ18oEHxab8

Miles from nowhere
I guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there
Look up at the mountain
I have to climb
Oh yeah, to reach there.
Lord my body has been a good friend
But I won't need it when I reach the end
Miles from nowhere
I guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there
I creep through the valleys
And I grope through the woods
'Cause I know when I find it my honey
It's gonna make me feel good, yes
I love everything
So don't it make you feel sad
'Cause I'll drink to you, my baby
I'll think to that, I'll think to that.
Miles from nowhere
Not a soul in sight
Oh yeah, but it's alright
I have my freedom
I can make my own rules
Oh yes, the ones that I choose
Lord my body has been a good friend
But I won't need it when I reach the end
I love everything
So don't it make you feel sad
'Cause I'll drink to you, my baby
I'll think to that, I'll think to that.
Oh yeah

Miles from nowhere
Guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there.

as all hope

as all hope

has swallowed itself

by its burden

as rage and tears

fell into nothing

where we come from

as all blood has flown,

mine and the blood

of all suffering

as life is not personal

and cannot be measured

against death

and as all joy

turns into rotten apples,

the way of recycling

so all sadness

will be filled with 

the laughter of light

and if an angel

should see this nonsense

he would turn in the air

to keep his eyes

away from misery

and confusion

there is no place

for angels:

this is our land.

Helsinki, museum of modern art

turtles..., Helsinki

turtle looks in pain.
deprivation.
symbol of slow life..
so?
when our times of transition
and passage go in too much of
a different pace and space:
we cannot remain in yesterday
and not stay with the loved one.
there is always only now,
and now is too late....~

Helsinki, design museum

Helsinki, sightseeing, yesterday