For the social eye

 "  Finnish speaking Finnish culture uses holistic objective pictyre of the world all the times, backed up be common sense and enough, really lot of, healthy kind of wisdom of life, so that arrangements work in practice and are good for the world, fair too. 

The looks of some foreign cultural groups differ very much from this, so even though each shoukd be judged each time separately by one's deeds, words, values, quality, wisdom of lufe, situation, consequences, pissible dangers, etc. It anyway is good to notice some common sources of liw capacity and low quality or neglecting values. 

If someone is catching cold, or otherwise somewhat ill, but tries to continue daily life like normal active life of youbg adults, it is typical that one's capacity is poorer. Like in stomach pain, if one tries to do something, one is half away from action, concentrated to healing oneself or ought to be concentrated to healing but is jyst ill. And so only some part of one's normal capavity is left for the things at hand. And so obe often looks lije as if making long lines along the both sides of one's perspective or sphere of good enough attention. Somehow these lines are in practice usually very commanding toward others. The lines try to say: "notice that my capacity, my attentiln isn't niw any wider than this space before me which I am using in tvis actiln". But somehow such lines destroy the lives of younger or mire civiliced or of wiser peopke around. But I do not kniw why. 

If one is even more ill and feeling weak, even raising from ved and going to the kutchen table to make a sandwich may appear like an artificual arrangement. Often such hapoens to people who do not cultivate wisdom of lufe, beautiful valyes and good quality. Some try to pretend that such us an ok level of well working life, of civiliced understanding, and somehow such persons are granted rights to affect others - via lies, via memirised kniwledge, via supposed civiliced wisdom which at least does not go right in practice without corrections needed. 

And sometimes such peopke of liw capacity, maybe hanging on others as social company and suppirt like one in a vomitting stomach disease hangs on the occasional others helping. And if such a situatiln stays, tge person is called socially oriented. And so the oerson tries to figure out work like yseful things to do, and ends up using artificial square thinkibg meant for comouters or for pkayibg cards or for objecrs lije boxes, books, etc, and I guess originally from remarks of others about fibding some other peopke to help, she/he uses such to peopke and ends up in a people estimating professiln, deciding about peopke's luves all wrong, terribly criminally wrong. 

Or then such oeople are fed very well, like with bajery, and like a round/square spot they clmmand the environment jyst destructively, while someone else points at them and says, look, niw that person can, lets let him/her decide about things. And so she/he is jyst like a bomb destroying the society around, the lives of the wise locals here in the north. 

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If for example the mom in the family is with a smallened capacity, that ought not command others. Instead she gets momentarily marked "ill" or "tired" or "preoccupied with some problems at work" or whatever it is. And so she just ought to make herself a sandwich, cook tea, go to the toilet, rest a little, do something reviving like lustening to radio, etc ultil whe has recovered. And in so doing she ought to use only quite luttle space and stay mostly out of tge circles of the family, out of the way especially. So each kid or other family mrmber lives one's own lufe according to one's own skill level, following what is ok behaviour and good values in the society and in the world, but maybe especially healthy wisdom of life. And so should it usually also be, instead of some commanding others or neglecting giving them their fair space to live in. 

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Pictures of the nature around the home of a paradise theoretican

 19th of July 2024   If people having (the end of the world? or) a torture hell as a goal, relates to them thinkibg of copying from other climates impirtant, for example from Finland, which climate mist foreigners do not like, then that is a wrong way of copying from the otger climates. One shoukd live in a fascinating climate in a place whose traditilnal culture's and nature's wisdom of lufe one is fond of and admires a lot. And I guess one should try to call that large area Dwenda in order to lesrn it's climate skills, traditilnal culture and to learn from the nature there. Dwenda is phonetically (e like in hen and not like in hit) to what kinds of things to pay especially much attentiln to find out where are the things which one ought to learn of climate skills etc and get some idea of how to learn/cooy such to one's life and to one's being. 

Also the climate of Finland feels like right and fascinating for many, is one of the major reasons for peoöle wanting to live here. It just somehow touches one's heart to have jyst such a climate and nature. And so we know that such is important in life and some would like some other climates a lot, for example flourishkng agricultural areas, tropical heat, some other place's fascination with a long summer, like Hungary for example, or some flourishing cultural spots with a pleasant climate. 

After putting these pictures to this blog post of mine, I felt that the nature here is more scarce than some had expected. But in Finland the nature is usually at least this scarce. This too might be some compaarison point wished for by some: 

In southern Finland, in the south coast, in Espoo at the capital district

In a food oriented town district Puustellinmäki in Leppävaara, 

Pictures of a paradise theoretician of her home and of the views and nature near by,

Pictures taken by someone who has had painting as a dream job,

Pictures by someone who likes the Finnish nature and climate, and feels well both in town and in nature, 

Tge views of someone with good enough climate skills, and I used to have two dogs and I have written the book "Living with the four seasons",

I have also trued to undersrand arctic climate skills and the nature there, even though I am not suited to that far north but instead need flourishing nature, 

Somelne livibg in a quite big apartment house, and with food shop a part of lufe (since I have been so sleepy lately), 

Someone having lived in Savonlinna, 

Some at least a little bit religous person

Someobe liking music 

Someone having learned weather skills from animals and the wild nature

Someone having kearned westher skills from the teaditional culture of Finland

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I think that one ought not move to a very different kind of clinate than what one is comfortable with and considers nice, since each climate has certain kibd of tuning to certain type of stimuli just about all the time, so it suits only those who like such enermous amounts of such stimuli, like in Finland seen stimuli, variations, rational view of the whole with atmospheres and healthy music like wisdom of life, individuality important, etc. Comoared with hot days, social life, talking, food, sexual affairs, etc important in some warmer countries. 

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"Dwenda" is more like a view of learning talents and skills of the traditional ways of living in the area, both those of thectraditilnal human culture and of the wildlife and nature there, than otherwise a description of a certain kind of place or district. So it could maybe, at least for some types, replace the words a "planet" and a "moon", in the contexts of living there (in some climate zones or smaller cultural district like areas), like suits the nature of the place and is good for life. 

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See my blog MiracleLikeNature.BlogSpot.com 

About ways of doing and the scope of understanding

 In the news there was an unusual fine video https://yle.fi/a/74-20100224 of a woman athlete throwing a heavy metal ball which was attached to a metallic chain that had a handle for both hand. First she spinned around a circle or more and it was quite the usual way like I have often seen in the news. But then she unexpectedly,maybe because of the summer, did not so carefully aim to the opening in the sheltering metal net around, but instead let her pisition and ways of doing be free, so that she gained a many times more complex leisurely happy pleasant summer holiday like way of doing, and so a much better understanding too. But the ball hit the net, and on ghe next time again, but her way of moving was really pleadant to see after so many stick gigure like men etc. Humans are by their basic nature much more complx! 

I was left thinking what is such a heavy ball, is it from prisoners' clishee? Typically jail sentences seem  to be aimed at least in the news to compare in lenght and style so much with the normal lenght of consequences without such a crime, like for example years of living together as a family, that ghe reader of the news gets some idea of why who did what: did they prefer murder plus jail to family lufe, then the family lufe somehow was not so good enough for them. So what is such a heavy ball like social relation or lufe situation? Is it a family member or a close relatiln that on the surface seems ok behaving but is somehow so much with different vaöues, likibgs or so poor skill level or different type of wisdom of lufe, that in oractice the person jyst sabotages many lufe possibilities, good things done, speedy ways of doing, wise ways of doing etc. Sometimes such really relates to too stuck engineering like head or some influencies of that kind, and in those cases, the advices in the beginning of my book "Wonderful, Miracle like Beings" might help, see https://miraclelikenature.blogspot.com/2024/01/book-wonderful-miracle-like-beings.html or buy the book at www.amazon.com/author/khtervola .

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I do not know if it relates with complexity at all, but last spring I woke at least twice some time early in the morning as if someone resembling president Stubb had said via some virtual connection that the world seems to need me for the daylight etc. It has appeared thst if the world is not likely to endure for long, it may for spiritual reasons ceade to exist already beforehand. So if no-one wishes well for lufe in the wide world and tries to live according to common sense with that goal never neglected, then I guess the world would cease to exist. But on the other hand, if it seemed that I might have been woken from death or wanted to the same spiritual kind of world as some others, it does not seem that one should prevent people from wishing well, but instead one must go different roads, live in different worlds which have been chosen according to shared valyes, likings, skills, ways of living, etc, like-minded together. 

( President Stubb has looked humanoid robot like in some news pictures, but that may relate to him being work-oriented in a way which seems to consist quite largely of following educated perspectives like school knowledge etc but prooably sometimes quite speedily. ) 

About the differencies in cultural inheritage

  I have sometimes liked to watch and listen to a video of Julio Iglesias singing Me odvide vivir(?) on a fine atmospheric stadion concert which seems to be in Argentina. It is the atmosphere of a tropical evening experienced finely intertwined with the song which in a way tells of how fine to live such evenings. I do not understand the words, but the song appears to be of the subject "I forgot to live" while making art or writing fine things, something great like "the soul of the century", and what it was motivated from a younger person's point of view, but somehow the supposed everydsy life got dropped away, the level of experience and motivation, left only flat words. So I do not quite know why I have listened to it so many times, and I have long thought that the song is somehow about "I forgot to do else and was left watching a video". 

 

So when I a moment ago changed to watchibg and listening to the Finnish song Veteraanin iltahuuto, War veteran's evening call, I was relieved to reach something handling real life, yet was kkbd of still in the aluenated Argentinan poibt of view wondering what is it, what do you mean by life, is such still possible in today's world. The Finnish song tells of life with the weathers in thus northern climate, so as it asks for the children to remember the cultural inheritagd's wisdom when the grandparents no longer are present, it in a way worries about such things in the whole world. If there is a small place with charm in it's ways of living, values, life choices, has it's own wisdom of life. Who will continue it when some time comes to it's end? Will the grandchildren and other children remember, will they have places that they love, jobs that are good in the world, healthy natural ages old life, like learning from the nature? Will they have wisdom that is in a way universal and ages old, wise objective views with ways of living getting strenght and wisdom from the local nature environment and the local traditional culture's charm, and something valuable of it to give as a present, a piece of wisdom to share with the wide world too. And will the ages old nature, for example the elements refresh that wisdom so ghst it is born agakn when needed, wise and fitting the times, wiser than humans alone would have been. 

Are some fine well enduring Hollywood films etc from a Canada like place?

 If it is true that people go to Canada charmed by it's nature and weathers, but then it turns out that it is most of the time too cold to go outdoors at all or almost at all. So they sit indoors a large part of the year, but maybe have a fine snowy nature view or a town view with some trees outside the window. So they can dream of fine ages old things but mostly luve just home life. So maybe if they do try to perform some song or go to the nature a little bit when it is a quite warm weather, maybe the end result is with some ages old charm, yet largely from the point of view of reading books, quite unmoved, rational, civiliced maybe, but mostly just home life. So maybe it suits many kinds of persons in many places and stays, bringing some wished for skills of stsying warm maybe or maybe not, who knows so remember to take care. 

There was some music video which brought this to my mind, but I do not remember which one. I found now this, but I do not have a so sure social eye, and I think the videos vary according to who watches them and at what kinds of times in the world and in one's life. 

Of the highly skilled

 In the radio years ago there was a radio play of a boy or a man called Elmo, who was unimaginably good in sports, just superb. And in it seemed important that the name was Finnish, and not in English for example. So it was a name of a person who tended to lie that he failed. Instead of a person with a name associated with lies and his mother or murders. So it was the name of a so skilled person that he felt it uncomfortable to tell how well he did in achievements, so for social communication's sake he added some lied failings so that the others too would try in common sense like ways those ordinary life skills for which they now had the company who had a good grasp of them in common sense like ways, which ought to be well possible for others too, a good ground to build upon, just step by step in ordinary ways but without forgetting to follow civiliced values. Each person achieves in one's own ways one's own kinds of things, often those with which one is comfortable, but the basics are much the same to all, and the masters of some area often have good moral in all things connected with that area, always, they dedicatedly want to cultivate everything well in that area and in things connected with it, be those everyday things or some specialities of the area, and so they grow in skills and otherwuse not. So only lying does not bring such skills, and neither does the wish for social dominancy care things well in any larger area. 

In my email there was an advertisement of differently patterned coloured fabrics for sewing. I wonder if these are different women's versions of trying to find dynamics like Eino Leino's poems. Yet the old familiar type of cotton fabric with lots of small fliwers seems to describe better what actually was the goal: life flourishing in many ways, for example families with kids in the summer time, eating ice cream in a garden etc. 

" About celebrations 

Savonlinna was good at celebrating while the capital district isn't so good at celebrating. As far as i understand, in a celebration day there ought to be the thing celebrated, some guests, some ages old life, some time outdoors with some motion too, foods that are kind of traditional somewhat countryside like but somehow stylish like magnifient looking and tasty, and some fine pieces of culture like some song (on a CD?), poem and/or piece of tradition or history, lots of free chances to talk for a while or do something in varied groups, and an end in sight guests leaving they having the teavel or something else for ghe evening. 

But this is just my impression. Home tidy, clean and nice is important too. There ought to be some nature around. 

And like painting or drawing demands a moment of it's own, maybe 15 minutes with time also for the subject, for such life, and with the goal of making a fine piece of art, likewise things in the party demand some space for them at least on the part of the one who offers them, so that the atmosphere is better.

In celebrations it is a rule that one ought to behave well and be good willing, dress in clean celebration clothes too. If one does not feel like behaving so one ought to leave. Also otherwise it is ok to make just a short visit or to not to come if one wishes so. If some have come from far and cannot leave, they can go and find some quiet enough corner and read a book. 

But I haven't been in such celebrations for a long time, years and years.  

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The views of girls, or of some girls

 Since last autumn when I had written the 9 books about the Skills Of Christmas Gnomes, and wrote or more like mostly collected as quotations the three booklets about Wisdom Of Life For Christmas Elves, and maybe at that time also wrote some common sense advices about giving birth and at some time collected them to a booklet, I have after having had in my blog a picture of the grey spines of my book series Skills Of Christmas Gnomes in my book shelf, on some virtual or occult side some as if in ghost like figures attacking my by cutting my throat with a sword ("sapeli") and hitting my head into half with a war axe ("sotakirves"), or hitting my face with somethkng quite square like a box or lately like a some form of social perception of some quite round area turned to with solid edged and hitying me into head with such, or lately as if someone had lued having always same values and skills in something as me but without such and fed up at some social context of lies not being considered the same and so in some spiritual side hiyying me in the face with a fist. Many times so, since the war at Gaza begun. Or is it since I mentioned grey spines of books where shoukd have been pine forest edge in reddish sunlight, caused my books about wisdom of life typical to gurls and wlmen being classified as belonging to boys and men, without girls having right to look at such even if the girls understood school kind of thinkibg very well and were responsible fair characters. So lately I have wondered, if the typical life situation of girls somehow got transferred into me being attacked on some virtual or spiritual side. 

Of girls' understanding I have written in connection with the comparison of women and men. Come to think of it, some of Eino Leino's famous poems could have been written in school by some 10 to 12 years old gilr, with mechanical dynamics estimated, some fine old times' values seen partly in their light, the picture of the world tried to fill with general civiliced wisdom of higly valyed things, keeping wusdom of lufe of feelings and trying to form a picture of the dynsmucs of social relations and of how the lives of individuals go, filling the picture with the suppirt of the wisdom of the nature whete it touches people and so there maybe us something worth paying attentiln to in it, something to build upon. 

"When my woman left

I did not get, my dear woman,
any other souvenir from you,
than only your foot print left on my home shore -
took the waves that too from me already."

Eino Leino  (My translation)

"   Come to think of it, my father had a nice way of skiing in the forests in the winter, resembling some Eino Leino's poems, but I guess such is some traditional wisdom and he had good skills of recreation outdoors in the winter.

"I ski the snow covers leisurely slowly, (just a few steps, then  stopping for a moment to look at the landscape, the snowy beauty of trees etc, gliding down a slight hill, a few steps and looking around, maybe changing route,...)

Wind tosses snow.

Mostly it is as if travelling against the wind and not so much like being carried along the wind. 

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"  "Grave song

Restless is the river and waves roll,
sea alone is great and sea lovely.
Sleep river in the arms of the sea.

Wind wanders and leaf flies.
Happy the one who was in time in a valley.
Sleep leaf in the arms of the valley.

When the day rises, the star fades away.
One does not fade away for forever, the one who left from life.
Sleep star in the arms of the day."

Eino leino (My translation)

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I used to like poems at some point as a child, maybe preteen. I tried to learn to understand how to make such wise poems. Of this poem I think I thought the following: 

I thought the idea was to make a poem about death, not about waking. So if someone is in pain or ill or the like, one is when politely at a distance saying it without hurting feelings, restless, and the river too may refer to trouble, and waves to supposed sexual relations going to that direction. If one then is adviced toward something but taken away one's own power in comparison, and adviced also to trust by feelings, then one is likely to disappear to it, be it death or one's own kind of lufe otherwise, anyway disappearing from the former environment. 

If someone worries about such, one can say that it is good to let things go in natural ways, so there is less pain and other troubles in the world. In a way one has oneself made the choices in life which make one typical to those areas of life and types, to which one has a liking, choosing such freewillingly always, out of likkng such areas of life. So in a way it is good that one lives just such type of life, even if it may be short or wandering away to other districts. 

When the day rises, the star is no longer the brightest but is anyway enjoying what one spoke for, besides such are periodic situations, so good to adapt to each kind of situation, noticing that death is different. And if one is tuned atmospherically to each kind of situation, maybe one knows how to continue to lufe after death. Similarly, old social relations may distance themselves but yet their professions may keep up the society and the world.

As far as I understood, the poem was not made for the deceased, but instead for the somewhat mourning relatives etc who want to understand by thinking for a while what such things like someone's death are like, why and when those happen and how to oneself avoid such in one's own life. "

"The Song of the Sage Väinämöinen



There aren't many joys given to a human child:
One the joy of spring
and another of summer
and third of high, clear autumn's joy.
Plough, saw,
harvest,
rest at last in peace from labour.


There aren't many sorrows given to a human child:
One a sorrow of one's heart,
another worry of living,
and third of high, strict death's sorrow.
A friend betrays,
life leaves you,
magic is hero's only work and enthusiasm.

Why would sing I, to whom kantele was given,
other joys
and other sorrows?
I cannot count the stars of the sky,
neither the fishes of the sea,
not the flowers of the grasses.
So I sing of what a human is given to sing about.


Men should not sing knowledge, skills,
not bring forth them.
A hero is allowed
to sing only, how years change and weeks,
how sparks get lighted
and dimmen away again
and how goes the law of death and life.

All else is just glimmering of the sky,
fakegold,
splash of the waves.
A hero ought to sing like the sea,
as great, holy,
something to be afraid of,
tender like the resting night over the lands.

There are many songs, also many men of songs.
There is one song
above the others:
humans' ideal's, spirit's strict song.
Peoples disappear,
what does not disappear
is the might sung by a great one knowing the soul of one's people."

Eino Leino (My translation)

"I wander the paths of the forest

I wander the paths of the forest
on a summer evening thinking deeply by myself
and my chest enlargens of joy
and I sing, just sing.

There in the lush woods under a hill
it was strange a moment ago
so slight, wonderful
under the green leaves of trees.

I, a man, only know it,
only me and somebody else
and the lush wood's loving bird
and a tree in flower spreading it's scent."

Eino Leino (My translation)

"Nocturne

Dark wheat bird's song in my ears,
above the wheat seeds full moon;
summer nights happiness is mine,
to a mist dresses themselves the valleys.
I am not joyful, I am not sad or sighing;
but bring to me forest's dark colours,
the red of the clouds to which day vanishes,
faraway sight of a windy hill that sleeps,
the scent of tiny pink flowers and the shadows of lakes;
of these I weave my heart's song.

To you I sing miss, summer grass,
my heart's great silence,
my religion, sing as melodies,
an oak leaves head decoration lush, new.
I am no longer tracing vanishing fake lights,
in my hand happiness's gold,
life's sphere around me gets smaller;
time stops, wind indicator sleeps;
in my front a twilighty road
leads to an unfamiliar cottage."

Eino Leino (My translation)

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So what is it that suvh is called nonsdnse, and girls attacked, and attacked, attacked. And boys benefitting from what they have not cared for, cultivated, understood, just liars only getting the same benefits, unwise people acting getting the place of women's wisdlm? 

" Elegia 

(I translate very freely:)

Left behind is youth - like a flowing river.
Already grey threads - sets life's golden handiwork.
I reach for the present moment -
life's joy does not come from pleasant company or wine.

Left behind in time - my strenght's proud days.
The love of my spirit - in ancient times.
I rose from the pit. - I doubt I can fall again?
The wish of all: painless moments.

We know: peace in the grave is allowed us.
Seeker does not find comforting rest,
cool wind speaks, sun is obstructed from sight by storm,
a red line is left: a forceless longing for beauty.

Drown in the sea - my dreams' hills in flower.
I am a poor man: expensive are the costs of songs.
I gave my all, I had the forces to be active - for a while,
the loves f my dreams I paid by my mind's sorrow.

I am exhausted - oh, to the roots of my heart!
Was I given too much - life's load?
Or am I one of those wo have the will but not strenght?
My victory - empty, the results of my work - my conscience finds fault in them.

So in the end - were without a good reason born, difficulties,
broken chains - burned, loved ships?
Now already did I fall - when my all was needed?
I was solidified to ice - when my wound got a scar?

Hopeless fight - against heaven's powers!
Kannel sings - song does not comfort it's child.
Frost night speaks - tune sings - with collapsing wings.
To the peace of my pit - like a dying beast I sneak.


Eino Leino   ( My nonliteral translation)


This poem is a favourite of the elderly and they copy a lot from it, I think, since in Finnish it is very impressive, song like. I added the "-" lines to make it more understandable. I did not like the fact that while reaching for secrecy it mixes the skills brought by experience with things going poorly It is fact that most people have great potential and sometimes hardships make a break in the habits and give us a rise toward higher talent if just the advices are right. But on the other hand it aren't good to give an impression that great skill due to experience and reaching for good quality, would somehow usually connect to great misfortune. I guess that some of the typical errors of the lderly come from this poem, so I replaced "In vain, in vain, I grasp the moment" by "I reach for the present moment" which is a cure and not the problem like the first one: one should not let good years pass one by without living them.

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But thinking of poems and of learning from them, it is important to understand what is written vased on a final ready holistic view, and what is written by a rational child when still building one's picture of the world with the help of school's literature classes.