posted by wuhliltae hvbeaejserl- May 12th 2010
| To be one
– and the presence of history posted by wuhliltae hvbeaejserl- May 12th 2010 |
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| Body and soul arrived at the island Suomenlinna/Sveaborg, a UNESCO world heritage site, and an old military bastion, originally laid out to protect the swedish kingdom in the 18th century. Now the swedes are long gone, the grocer sells tofu and soy milk, and the air just 15 minutes away from busy Helsinki is fresh invigorating and healthy. In this atmosphere it somehow feels appropriate to mention that I had four poops since I arrived today. Apart from being a significant quantity, that is also classic in the history of speaking ones mind, or more precisely to speak of the things that are generally considered unsuitable topics for speaking out loud. The fact that one can determine quite a bit about a bears health by knowing the patterns of it's poop, can certaintly prove a point about the benefits of daring to speak loudly about things - poop as well as the bears that are on the mind - and even tempt one to bring the bear and mind together again in one unalienated 'whole person', to whom it is only natural to talk shit, as well as 'not being able to not think of a white bear'. To a modern bear however, who wants more out of this world than petty little faecal truths, this mind and matter cometogether is really quite passé, but beautiful weather, fresh cold soy milk and the presence of long gone history, has temporarily made this progressive bear mild. I will go out of my mind tomorrow! |
| Center/Periphery-Suomenlinna posted by the white bear May 14th - 2010 |
 Text on museum item - "Banderole 1918-"Liberty! We greet your liberty Democratic Republic" Suomenlinna |
| In 1917 the russians left Sveaborg, In 2000 Nokia moved production to Komárom, Hungary, and, on may 14th 2010 between 4 and 6 pm Silja Lines and Viking lines also headed out of here, past Suomenlinna where I was studying the classic liberalist text : "Wealth of Nations", in anticipation of a journey, to Glasgow, later this year. (where it's author Adam Smith lived and taught). Finland may seem out of the way for many, and Suomenlinna even more remote. However, this bear from within, hears the roar from below bearing witness of 300 violent years in the middle of, and in between worlds! (some of which is scraped up and put on display at the Suomenlinna visitors-center - Look for the squaremeter of oceanbed on the first floor). Helsinki, and the sea around is busy with moving on, and passing by and right below this, you can download ringtones with sounds of people going somewhere - recorded with a Sony Ericsson, for your Nokia, Iphone, Samsung, HTC, Motorola, Siemens, LG, Doro, Panasonic, VKMobile or other. |
Downloads: The sound of Silja Line passing Suomenlinna causing a big wave that causes a danish mother to scream at her children to get out of there so they will not fall on the slippery wet rocks. The sound of the wind carrying the sound of the loudspeakers onViking Line away |
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| Natural Fur part 2- May 16th 2010 |
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| Try and set yourself the
task not to think of a - brown bear,
and you will see that - it is out of your mind before you can say
"white bear". I am a brother of all bears in this world, but I will have to admit that I have this thing with brown bears - In particular, i found the foolish playful wildness of the two bears in Korkeasaari Zoo as ridiculously futile and dull as I would probably find an office clerk on a friday afternoon with his tie on his head. In 1847 Heinrich Heine also found it suitable that the story of the unfree german spirit should be told through a brown bear: the dancing bear: "Atta Troll" whose attempts with freedom became a miserable failure, and his death for it in vain. However, one must not judge a bear just upon the color of it's fur, just as one should probably not judge the freedom of a beast by the degree of wildness displayed. No matter how foolish some may look, we are all struggling with the chains of dull everyday life and it is not all of us, on who it is bestowed, to look good while doing it. But beauty is ephemeral, and once upon a time the dull brown hue was in fact considered extremely suggestive for the mind: In 1757 the english philosopher Edmund Burke wrote in his: "philosophical enquiry into the sublime and the beautiful" that "when the highest degree of the sublime is intended, the materials and ornaments ought neither to be white, nor green, nor yellow, nor blue, nor a pale red, nor violet, nor spotted, but of sad and fuscous colours, as black, or brown, or deep purple, and the like" |
| Freedom and folly in Finland - May 17th 2010 |
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| And in the light of such discussions of the ephemeral nature
of original, true beauty, one must love the lighthearted approach
to authenticity in the Lascaux/Helsinki Metrostations. Although it is
only for a little while, one is honored to share cave with a
people who do not take the historical burden of freedom; the duty
to abide by natural colour or calling, too seriously - or maybe the
other way around, a people who do not take freedom so seriously that it
becomes a heavy burden. Maybe it will be in Finland that I can manage to use my freedom from the mind for something more than just a right to roar and groar (about dislike for the fluffy brown hairballs and drunk office-clerks) as I was called to do - maybe in Finland I can find the freedom to be a free bear with an open ear for the audio beyond my calling. Speaking of which: please do not forget to download: The sound of a small aeroplane overflying Suomenlinna, and a large jet in the distance, drowned by the sound of children on the playground as a ringtone for your cellphone. |
| Just another beast looking for fame - May 18th 2010 |
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| "Is this the real life is this just fantasy" 'Queen It was like hitting the walls of a cage, when I saw one of the beast inhabiting my world doing the shopping and waiting for the fiction to go back on. Makes me wait for the camera to fall from the sky, and the product being placed. When I left I caught a glimpse of this creature obscenely caressing a fishmonger. Were all these creatures I called my brothers just faking it? Is that a fake bears paranoia? Am I my own bear or not? Download ringtone with Bohemian Rhapsody - recorded from youtube with a slow internetconnection - drowning the sound of the birds on the balcony |