Frustration Incorporated

Frustrating times, huge opportunities but they let me wait and wait. So poems to the rescue:


I do,
I don't,
deserve this.

Want to,
but can't,
reverse this.

I tried,
failed to,
preserve this.

False love,
is what,
my curse is.

Freedom

Creativity



There is always pain
To struggle for freedom
If we don't get it easy
It would not feel good

If we success we probably
Sue each others in the end
Still, that is cool
Just feel the vibe

What I am looking for
Is the beauty
To feel the moment
And finish the journey

That is freedom for me

Beginning of Time

Poem


The pedals of flowers are vain
Even roses do sting and cause you pain
We sat through the blossom
just waiting for the wind of change

The sun cast the last light of day
moon arrived, chasing the blinking ray
We still sat on the couch with a stare
thinking of the moment, is this really so rare

The feel, the touch on your knee
felt like a thousand years, nothing to spare
The fairness of your skin and stare
bought me to sting myself without care

That night didn't bring me to you
still separated by the distinct cove
The moment set ground on the play's set
telling our story, the story of love

Time tested

Poem


I want to remind you
of the time I saw you back then

You had your pink scarf
I was late...and I'm never late

Your smile, your lips
Your eyes, are so perfect

Had never seen anything so pure
Had to have you or to die in vain

In time you said you love me
Those words make me so peaceful
Therefore I love you

Test of Time

Poem


I've always wondered when will this moment come
The test of time, a test for some
To find the flaws in perfection
thats what we face in the end...well...some say.

Night and night you feel nothing
and my pleas count to fuel the feel
Though I've promised to hold my breath
for you until the death

This happened before, with the precious stone
far far away from my current home, so I've seen it
The flaws get sour and never heal
and my love you are lured away by this 'cool' little thing

Hide your face forever
to dream and search again
I will love you forever
And never search again

Dream and Search Forever

Poem


Hide your face forever
dream and search forever

Open your eyes, open your mind
proud like a god
trapped in yourself, break out instead
beat the machine

The look in the eye of the storm, say what are you afraid?
Smile, your eyes are the ones that meet me half way
The drops, cries, open your eyes and see
We are searching and dreaming forever

Hide your face forever
dream and search forever
night and night you feel nothing
we have to believe in what we feel

Take the first step to the unknown
Freeze the air like you do
Where my words weight a ton
but hardly ever come out right

You are the perfume in the air
I am the utopian craftsman

In that moment I will love you forever
And never search again

Better Than The Best

Poem

Why oh why are we looking for control?
There is nothing you can do
The chaos theory will prevail!

Why oh why are we looking for love?
There is nothing you can do
The love will find you eventually!

Why oh why we say something is the best?
You can't rank it like that
The best is something given your heart into it!

Right From the Start

Poem

The world and I are not on speaking terms
The world keeps trying to win me back
But it doesn't work,
I guess I'm not the forgiving type

I saw that in her too
right from the start
the brutal determination
the cruel courage
and the lonely longing to be loved
for someone to lay next to her

So what is the best thing in the world?
Power
And even sex is about power.

Pleasure

Poem



Your cold stare is haunting me
can't sleep, can't be still
How far will you take me?
Is it a pleasure of your will?

There is only one in this world
What happened, how an earth
What do you want from this world?
How much pleasure is it worth?

Leave A Trail

Poem


Do not go where the path may lead
Go instead where the is no path
And leave a trail

What lies before us and what lies behind us
Are small matters compared to what
lies within us

And when we bring what is within
Out in to the world
Miracles happen

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Because one era is only one week from closing

Jaded Red Lips

Poem


Kiss, while your lips are still red
Miss, while you are not in my bed
Wish, to be there with
I believe

She will be loved

Beauty queen, mind sharp as a knife
Came and took over my life
After a night together, fooling around
We laughed and time stood still

So she will be loved

Sometimes time with you was a sad song
And one of us was a cheap conjurer
With all the pain that we’ve gone through
Mama I’ve been crying for you too long

So she will be loved

Why couldn’t you tell me the truth now
I can’t see you belonging to someone else
I’ve had you so many times
But somehow I want more

So she will be loved

If I am letting you down
It is because I want to lift you up
Now this city is making me crazy
And I need to get out

Still she will be loved...forever
I will not give up on you...Jade

Inspired and written while listening to Maroon 5.

Deranged

Log + Poem


The photo attached is from Hilton Helsinki. I spend a week up the North visiting friends and family. It was fun, cold and oh so silent.

"Deranged" below is from Tate Modern "Dictio Pii" piece me and Shara saw the other day. Amazing. Will influence my works in the future. Very much related to VJing, to an artform dealing with live mixing of visuals with music. It is exactly related for my research project and something I believe will be huge thing in the future.

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We are the perfume in the air
only gaining power from isolated activity
we are the traitors of privacy
expressing abstract frozen irony

We are the utopian craftsmen
behaving like pretty beggars
we take from anyone
to give the product of

We are skeptical
but we believe
we are everything
but also nothing

We are immortal riders
interested only to send
we extend our bodies
interested only to bend

We are deranged
we are the outcast
wondering on to distance
burning in this mismatch

Revolve of Dream

Poem

I like to dream
I'm dreaming now
you are dreaming too
maybe we could dream together

I like to sleep
but tonight I can't
nothing will knock me out
it's this headache again, again

I learned to lust aftershock value
I learned to lust after evolution
and revolution - burn the believers
I feel no fear

These four bars illuminating obscenities
No cohesion - just rawness for sure

I need to get near the surface
to dig myself deeper
Like a flower
become a monster

Meet up my friend
the teen spirit - evolution
I'm dreaming again though
My heart just beating a bit faster


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Three Roses

Poem

1st rose to wake the soul
to rise above the faceless crowd

2nd rose to lock up the memory
to give the kiss on the palm of the hand

3rd rose to reveal the riddle
to show the beauty of the mind

Yesterday / Today

Poem

Eyes, the mirror of soul
cryes, for me to be
that's what they say
that is the way

Expression, the moment of
the truth, crawls inside
killing me and twisting
my spine into a misfit

In my space, come inside
is a light of tomorrow
Open up and
you'll understand

Eyes, open up today
life, is no more gray
It is simple don't you know
now my feelings flow

Look into me
and you will see
that there is no lies
I say it with my eyes

After the light
is revealed to me
Now I found what I've
been searching for

Yesterday I died
Today I'm born again

Fragile Beauty

Poem

There is a beautiful mind
radiating the idea of rose
so fragile, so beautiful
easy to be blown away

The rose is so white,
soft like silk, pure like milk
The beauty is so fragile
red fury shall tear it apart

Wont the beauty of it all
stand proud and tall
cause even in mids of night
its darkest just before the dawn

But you know what I say,
that beautiful mind is what I shall gain
to open the pedals, pick up this rose
even thou its against all the odds

Roll down the window
smell the open air
drive me faster
hit it and freeze the fair

I'm a passenger of this girl
passing worlds, going around
literally, sexyally
in a whirlwind of time

Dreamers

Poem

Take the first steps after the rain
at the dawn when small drops tickle your toes
How to know is it real or is it magic?

If this clock keeps ticking away
will time be hesitated
of all the minutes that were taken away?

Come closer, let me whisper it in your ear:
shine for the sun, let the drops fall
Until its time for a wake up call

The One

Poem

Like a marble from an ancient world to a Viking
she stands to give the inspiration of relief for a cynical man.

Guiding the evolution and light
to the place where the sun never shine.

Pleasure that cause lethal addiction of aesthetics
is found on the eyes resembling blue stars.