Augie had studied The Amazing September 2017 Chart Official but upside down and with The Mysterious September 2017 Chart Revelation Nro 1 -revelation :
- Then comes this woman -
- Then comes this woman ? ! ? wow ... (check out the lower right part) - which " by coincidence " ( yeah right ) is in alignment with the overall in general fuzz about the 23rd of September 2017 ( which i did not comprehend at all but who cares )
Augie was pretty surprised.
The only practical advice given by I Ching was to take some actions on The Double Symmetry Day September 19th and go to the barber. Runes confirmed. But he had not at all been planning to make any radical moves on his hairdo.
So he cleared all the extra stuff from the predictions and tried to look directly to the core.
And yet, there it was again. Keep a low profile otherwise, but prepare yourself well because the new is on its way already, and you should really go to the barber on the 19th, and afterwards share your good spirits on the 28th just before crawling back to the batcave the next day, on the 29th of September.
After August, everything even a bit overload had started to turn more and more complicated. Even when researching and studying September, the results for October had taken over his interest because of their clearness, and Augie had skipped September without even noticing it himself. What was the meaning of this all ?
In August Augie had tryed so very hard, and nothing nothing had happened. No promised lovers in August. Could it be that The Romantic Plan for Augie had failed ? Augie could not believe this. His plans were always successful. But now on top of all some very strange frequencies affected his life frequently. Some old mechanical and electrical appliances had started to act weird, he got a flat tire, three (3) AC/DC converters had failed, plus some extra social stress was layed upon Augie, while suddenly nobody showed interest in his work, and what about the weather - the weather was bouncing back and forth. But at the same time, the most beautiful International Piano Competition was broadcasted and streamed alive almost every night for two weeks, and while Augie was listening in the dark, something brilliantly glorious started to take shape in him, and he cried listening to the same Rahmaninov piano concertos played differently night after night again and again.
Wondering about what was going on, once again, Augie was not paying attention.
He thought nothing nothing had happened, without understanding that the happenings had indeed happened, and there had been a deep effect, but not on him - his actions had pushed something rolling ON THE OTHER SIDE.
The beautiful shiny bright diamond he created by listening to the concertos had cut open something old and forgotten from under a thick, flat and blunt layer and back to the free air waves ON THE OTHER SIDE.
Because he was unexperienced in The Alchemical Processes, he was looking at the happenings only from his point of view, and seeing nothing nothing, without yet at all realizing that everything had already changed. He was not alone anymore. The lover existed and had revealed itself in a hidden form, in the changed frequency, and after this revelation there was no return - The Door had been opened and The Two Sides had started to interact. Every separate incident became affected by the both of them and also the effect of each incident was always on both of them. They could not yet know of this, because they had not even met yet - how could they know of this, and that's why they could not understand what was happening to one - because it was happening to the other, and the effect was on the other too, but without the actual cause of the original happening on the other.
No wonder all became suddenly complicated and more.
Parallelism, two parallels had begun.
Written and published in 17 7 17 - 17 11 17 Act 1 and in Writer by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 03.09.2017 21:30
somebody boring :
- Tiina there are other more important values in life than having fun.
- oh yeah ? and what are they ?
Written and published in Writer by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 8.8.8 11:11
i am the alien machine
casual auto empty cache memory
minor hydraulic malfunctions
/guarantee expired [ ? ]
about one thousand years ago
run time infinite
batteries charged -
/take off ?
/time off ?
/time out ?
launch station ?
Written and published in Writer by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 03.08.2017 12:00
F . U . N . UNLIMITED
my mother ...
The Lesbian Beauty Queen
oh oh oh !
was never seen
Written and published in Writer by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 31.07.2017 20:45
in the rocker knitting a sock
listening to golden oldies
after some 20 years of bliss
without interferences in the transmission from The Universe
from so far back in time that it was already smoothly totally forgotten and forgiven
something slimy and bad-smelling crawls out again from the dirt under a rock
one of them, those mothers, one of them
this one over 90 and seems to be somewhat intoxicated -
after remembering an incident from the past
decided to act immediately -
- unfortunately some 50 years too late -
but hey, who's counting when an innocent boy is in acute jeopardy -
and unctuous accusations drip down
the telephone line :
you cowardly old barren cow
it must have been nice
letting my boy pay all your bills
while you were fucking the Greek
why, you spoiled the whole life of a young boy !
who is this ?
which boy ?
the third husband ?
or the handsome hunk ?
no - this must be the mother of that blond boy ?
and suddenly -
one is back in the business
hot sexy blood runs wild in the veins again
the half-knitted sock in a vast sphere flies down to the floor
the rocker oscillates empty in a supersonic spin
the outdoor swings and then loudly slams closed
s l ä m !
and a growing dust trail proves there lives a fast moving foxy lady in this house
and she is h o t
and on the run
and looking for some hot Greeks again !
Oh g o o d y !
T h a n k you so much for the sweet reminding of why we live here !
LO V E !
keinutuolissa kutoo sukkaa
kuuntelee Faunin iltapäivää
jo 20 vuotta tätä autuutta
ei lähetyshäiriöitä Universumin yhteydessä
niin kaukaa ajan takaa niin kokonaan jo unohdettu ja anteeksiannettu
jotakin niljakasta pahalta haisevaa ryömii esiin likaisen kiven alta
yksi niistä, näistä äideistä, yksi niistä
tämä jo yli 90 ja vaikuttaa olevan vähän kännissäkin -
on muistanut jonkin tapauksen takavuosilta
ja päätti toimia tuumimatta -
- valitettavasti vain noin 50 vuotta liian myöhään -
mutta hei, ei me lasketa kun viattomat pojat on akuutissa vaarassa -
ja limaiset syytökset valuvat
pitkin puhelinlinjaa :
sinä raukka vanha maho lehmä
oli varmaan kivaa
kun annoit poikani maksaa kaikki laskut
ja itse vain nait sitä kreikkalaista
sinä pilasit nuoren pojan koko elämän !
kuka soittaa ?
mikä poika ?
kolmas aviomies ?
vai se komistus ?
ei - tämän täytyy olla sen blondin mutsi ?
ja äkkiä -
taas mukana kuvioissa
kuuma seksikäs veri virtaa villisti suonissa jälleen
puolivalmiiksi kudottu sukka lentää laajassa kaaressa lattialle
kiikkustuoli keikkuu yksinään yliääninopeudella
ulko-ovi heiluu ja pamahtaa äänekkäästi kiinni
s l ä m !
ja suureneva pölypilvi todistaa että tässä talossa asuu nopealiikkeinen seksipommi
todellinen k u u m a pakkaus
ja liikenteessä taas
ja etsii kuumia kreikkalaisia !
oi n a m i !
K i i t o s niin paljon suloisesta muistutuksesta miksi me täällä olemme !
L O V E !
Written and published in Writer by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 17.07.2017 23:00
- based on a true story - haha !
Written and published in Writer and in A I R B O R N E by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 14.07.2017 20:20
oh but wait - read the twist and the rest of the story in i like - Collection - :
| awaking radical breaks |
Heinäkuinen hellepäivä, se ensimmäinen
ja Takapihan Varjot
Ei niin ketään
yksin ihan hipihiljaa luen
(en ääneen, mutta linnut)
kello iltapäiväviiden tuulenviri (pieni)
kun ihan kutsumatta ja yllättäin
silmänurkasta näkökenttään astelee ajatuksissaan joku (pieni)
niin söpö supi siinä se vaan köpöttelee
kahden metrin päässä
tuli talon nurkan takaa
yksin ihan hipihiljaa tulee
niin omissa ajatuksissaan
koko maailma harteillaan
(katse maassa katsotaan tassuille terävät kivet)
askelten rapinaa ...
"no kappas" sanon en voi olla sanomatta mietin teetarjoilua
... tasa-askel taukoaa tassu jää koholle pää kääntyy -
- katse zoomaa tarkennusta -
[ oho ]
"e e e e ... no juu ja minäpä tästä tuotanoinniin menenkin"
- tassu laskee maahan,
kiireettä karvaisuus kiertyy itsensä ympäri -
"... öö tuonne"
- jatkaa samaa tasatahtimatkaa kuin tullessaan ...
... vähän häntää vielä näkyy vaakaviistossa ...
... kunnes sekin katosi talon taa.
mutta ei minulla kyllä olisi mitään nameja teen kanssa ollutkaan
Written and published in Writer by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 09.07.2017 23:56
... rocking lazyly in the summer swing in the gentle shadow of a porch
again and again June breeze turns into a wild wind and then back breezing
and then wild again with the birds
and the sunshine singing
outside my mosquito net
what a wonderful little world this is inside my summer bubble breeze wafting my hair
lifting a hot cup of black brewed coffee to my lips for my sips -
and suddenly sssSSSWOOOOOSHHHH ! ! ! !
a tiny little tiniest of the tiny mosquito spurts out of my mouth like a firecracker
a space shuttle landed in my coffee cup in a mission to find out what is out there
in a split of a second a narrowly escaping missile
speeding horizontally aimed at
freeeeeeeeeedoooo o o o o o o m !
into the vast wide out open
against the mosquito net
Written and published in Writer by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 29.06.2017 14:14
Published as - just realized ... -31- in beBee Publisher 29.06.2017 16:30
valvoi yön, teema : rakkaus
kello puoli kuusi kesäisin
osuu Valo - Kaikkiin Kolmeen Kattilaan
ruosteisella puuhellalla valkeaan
talousrullaan ja omenaan
ja jokaisen pahvin, pussin, roskan, tiskin, kesken, kaiken
kaiken kesken uni
unohdetun iltapalan Todistus Voimaan :
kaikki on niin
valmista valoa vaille valmista
" Hei, olen täällä taas, aloitetaan ! "
awake all night, theme : love
SOLAR LIGHT in the morning
at half past five in the summers
Light hits All Three Pans
on the rusty old wood burner white
kitchen paper towel roll and an apple
and each cardboard, bag, garbage, unwashed dish, in between, in everything
in between everything is sleep
forgotten evening meal's Testimony appears :
everything is so
already without light all ready for the light
" Hi, I'm here again, let's begin ! "
Written and published in Writer and A I R B O R N E by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 14.06.2017 22:42
me-giving-time-window closing without the-too-slow-ladder-lad-knowing
peaks cols ridges gaps rifts chasms summit-lines mountaintops and The Zzzzenith
is this fair ?
live loving love living then repeat
i was told
life cannot be fun all the time
well yes it sort of comes and goes so i nevermind
after all i did not invent it
Once upon a time.
simple as a rock
Written and published in Writer and A I R B O R N E by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 06.06.2017 10:07
when going someplace and always there seems to be something
a little distorted
and no, not knowing, not at all understanding
what is wrong ?
realizing these are words
words these are
these words are
but they carry no meaning convey no no no no thing
just feeling more (& more) uncomfortable than before and everything
seems somehow even a little more (& more) twisted than usual ?
it just got worse
i think i just jumped to the next level.
when trying to sign in to one of the most familiar webpages visited all the time
all the time
all the time
instead of the usual steps suddenly there is a note :
Site down for unexpected maintenance
We'll be back online shortly
sit down and wait
these are not my people
these are not
How do i know i am here ?
i don't know if i am here anymore.
They have done nothing to deserve me
Why do they think they deserve me
What the hell am i doing
Why am i even here
am i even here
Click here to edit
As the absurdities came forward
There was only a remote possibility that we would be rescued as we were
Written and published in Writer and A I R B O R N E by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 30.05.2017 23:40
Written and published in Writer by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 10.05.2017 15:00 - edited 14.05.2017 20:50
Written by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 28.04.2017 01:00 - published in Writer and Ur Society 02.05.2017 14:00
kaksi erämaamökkiä paljastuu.
erakot arvioivat uutta tilannetta.
vanhus 1 :
vanhus 2 :
vanhus 1 :
jos mun posset chillaa pihalla,
niin sähän oot nyt siinä kuin stagella.
vanhus 2 :
extroverttinä voin vetästä jonkun floorshown.
Written and published in Writer and in A I R B O R N E by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 01.05.2017 19:40
Työhuoneessa luostarin hiljaisuus.
katsahdus ylös ja ulos
Written and published in Writer and in A I R B O R N E by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 13.04.2017 16:45 - 22:40
my astrologist told me to stay away from my future unfolding, so
what to do
i sorted all my pens and pencils by color,
tested each on paper
and threw baskets with the dry ones
into a box on the floor
practicing my target-throwing accuracy.
i perform this as a routine every 10 years
instead of quietly losing my mind
or maybe already decades ago
i lost my mind
and nobody has a heart
to tell me
astrologini neuvoo pysymään poissa tulevaisuuteni tieltä, joten
järjestin kaikki kynäni värin mukaan,
kokeilin jokaista paperille
ja heitin koreja kuivilla
suoritan tämän rutiininomaisesti joka 10. vuosi
sen sijaan että menettäisin järkeni
tai ehkä minä olen jo järkeni menettänyt
eikä sydäntä ole kellään
minulle sitä kertoa
Written and published in Writer and in A I R B O R N E by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 07.04.2017 14:41 - 23:50,
translated and published in Finnish 08.04.2017 19:14
... today again for hours and hours and hours I have written
out of me
and out of my beautyfullness
and out of my system bright and shiny,
out out out to keep me and myself filled only with full Nothing
so out with all kinds of shit again, things like
so, have you yourself, or any other member of your family,
ever committed, or concidered to commit a suicide as an option ?
... as an option to what ?
As on option to not to.
Do you understand that I'd much rather drive fancy sport cars in the sun
and spend all my money on wild women ?
On the other hand,
as a result to this,
I've got here some pretty cool stuff
oh well sigh
I guess there is always a bill to pay
to be this much shiny empty beautiful a Being.
Written and published in Writer and in A I R B O R N E by © 2017 Tiina Hölli 12.03.2017 16:40
the new beginning
the new beginning
the new beginning
all these days and all these nights
how am i supposed to get used to that much absence of time
unless you are here ?
and yet that is the only explanation
" how come ... " , he asks, and forgets most of what was said
if we make our own realities
how come is there still this distance between us ?
South or North, I don't care anymore
p o l a r i t i e s
it does not matter
i t d o e s n o t m a t t e r
just be back
the new beginning
the new beginning
the new beginning
Written by © 2016 Tiina Hölli 22.12.2016 01:20 - published in Writer 22.12.2016 12:00
Written by © 2016 Tiina Hölli 20.06.2016 and originally published in Writer 18.12.2016 19:00
published in beBee Publisher - just realized - 18.12.2016 19:40
hope is poison, because it locks the future.
hope is pre-set estimation of what should happen,
and as we do know,
humans are not that good at guessing what is the best option
Written by © 2016 Tiina Hölli 22.04.2016 and originally published in A I R B O R N E 22.04.2016
and published in Writer 03.12.2016 14:00
all these days and all these nights
but what is there
between me and that light
should i know this
Written by © 2016 Tiina Hölli 10.11.2016 11:00 and originally published in Writer 10.11.2016 11:00
published in branded.me 10.11.2016
he feels himself so l o n e l y
he send her a videolink
of a couple dancing
she had not known
he was this much banal,
4 decades of being married
with the wrong one, she said,
who was so stubborn believing to be the right one
so trustful and stuck
in his believing
in his being
The Only Right-(full-Owner) -one,
and now he 's eating Depression Pills
and saying he feels himself so L O N E L Y
after doing always e v e r y t h i n g with her
( - She was E V E R YT H I N G to him ! ! ! - )
e v e r y t h i n g,
and The Mother called Her,
The Mother called Her and Said, girl -
be kind to this boy.
He does not deserve this.
He S U F F E R S
What could She do to end his sufferings ?
He already had had 40 Years of Rotten Marriage
with a horrible, horrible insane woman,
who had lied to him all these years
he told her, when kicked her out of His House,
and NOW he feels himself LONELY ?
She shook her head, in her head
she shook her head in her head she shook her head
did a little Google search
and reversed him
and his undeletable wrong songs
and send him a link to the local dancing school
for clumsy beginners.
Being Nothing -
Tiina Hölli (1960 Helsinki)
Kirjoittaja on suomalainen kuvataiteilija, joka asuu ja työskentelee pääosin Raaseporissa, Suomessa.
About the writer : a Finnish
contemporary visual artist, who lives and works mainly
in Raasepori, Finland.
Tiina Hölli in photos above :
24.3.2015 in Raasepori, Finland.
photo © 2015 Tiina Hölli
24.6.2015 in Istanbul Levent, Turkey.
photographer Murat Oktay Danış
art & photo © 2015 DANiS & HOLLi
This is one of Tiina Hölli´s Hidden Blogs. Besides Being a visual artist, Tiina Hölli is also a writer - even for
longer than Being
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Tiina Hölli 19.12.2014
(Unofficial photo) photographed in
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she doesn´t give a shit,
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amazingly much about
Being and Nothing ;
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and / or vice versa.
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