Boris Källström
@borisslav.eu
Signal processing human emotion through distortion, noise, and unfiltered light. Games, science, history, subversion, and coffee-fueled resistance.
I write music and sing for :redshift.zero
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He/Him
Free Palestine. 🍉
I write music and sing for :redshift.zero
🏳️🌈⚛️
He/Him
Free Palestine. 🍉
Радев ми е Медведев от Али Експрес тия дни. 🤷🏼♂️ Поздрави на Боко.
January 20, 2026 at 2:31 PM
Радев ми е Медведев от Али Експрес тия дни. 🤷🏼♂️ Поздрави на Боко.
What’s crazy to me is that people would rather meme and complain on the internet than mount an actual revolution. Maybe using suffering for content makes you less progressive and more complicit. Just saying.
Not a fan of the upcoming WWIII
Not a fan of the upcoming WWIII
January 9, 2026 at 7:00 PM
What’s crazy to me is that people would rather meme and complain on the internet than mount an actual revolution. Maybe using suffering for content makes you less progressive and more complicit. Just saying.
Not a fan of the upcoming WWIII
Not a fan of the upcoming WWIII
The new space race is Israel and the USA competing to prove they can each start WWIII faster than Russia.
At this point how many presidents need to be assassinated for this madness to stop?
At this point how many presidents need to be assassinated for this madness to stop?
January 3, 2026 at 10:32 AM
The new space race is Israel and the USA competing to prove they can each start WWIII faster than Russia.
At this point how many presidents need to be assassinated for this madness to stop?
At this point how many presidents need to be assassinated for this madness to stop?
Damn, the hasbara can’t meme.
December 13, 2025 at 12:46 AM
Damn, the hasbara can’t meme.
If you think the world doesn’t make sense, remember:
Trustpilot’s Trustpilot page is full of fake reviews.
Trustpilot’s Trustpilot page is full of fake reviews.
December 3, 2025 at 10:54 AM
If you think the world doesn’t make sense, remember:
Trustpilot’s Trustpilot page is full of fake reviews.
Trustpilot’s Trustpilot page is full of fake reviews.
Brandon was secretly gay.
December 2, 2025 at 1:48 PM
Brandon was secretly gay.
Dear fellow #gays,
Networking LGBT groups on LinkedIn: one place where you *could* consider not posting a shirtless thirst trap picture 🤔
Networking LGBT groups on LinkedIn: one place where you *could* consider not posting a shirtless thirst trap picture 🤔
November 26, 2025 at 10:07 AM
Dear fellow #gays,
Networking LGBT groups on LinkedIn: one place where you *could* consider not posting a shirtless thirst trap picture 🤔
Networking LGBT groups on LinkedIn: one place where you *could* consider not posting a shirtless thirst trap picture 🤔
The #IKEA support team are playing 3D chess though. I called to tell them I’m missing an item. They asked me to send them a picture of the missing item. 🦶
October 29, 2025 at 12:52 PM
The #IKEA support team are playing 3D chess though. I called to tell them I’m missing an item. They asked me to send them a picture of the missing item. 🦶
My birthday is in July and I haven’t celebrated it since I turned 18 twenty years ago but… a few days ago I bought myself an entire birthday cake and have been having it for breakfast every day because I make my own money and there’s nothing you can do about it.
October 14, 2025 at 11:00 AM
My birthday is in July and I haven’t celebrated it since I turned 18 twenty years ago but… a few days ago I bought myself an entire birthday cake and have been having it for breakfast every day because I make my own money and there’s nothing you can do about it.
I just wanted to say… Fuck Tony Blair.
October 12, 2025 at 9:38 AM
I just wanted to say… Fuck Tony Blair.
When my words feel like glass in my mouth
And my thoughts keep hammering inside my skull
When my world is all black and white
I’ll set it all on fire
And my thoughts keep hammering inside my skull
When my world is all black and white
I’ll set it all on fire
October 11, 2025 at 8:51 PM
When my words feel like glass in my mouth
And my thoughts keep hammering inside my skull
When my world is all black and white
I’ll set it all on fire
And my thoughts keep hammering inside my skull
When my world is all black and white
I’ll set it all on fire
Live on the edge. Test on production. 🤨
October 10, 2025 at 9:16 AM
Live on the edge. Test on production. 🤨
So I just wrote a clap clap stomp, but it’s also symphonic, and it’s also proggy. Not sure if genius or if I should just give up music 😂
September 30, 2025 at 11:12 AM
So I just wrote a clap clap stomp, but it’s also symphonic, and it’s also proggy. Not sure if genius or if I should just give up music 😂
Reposted by Boris Källström
The audacity is this local pizza delivery place here where you can order pizza and they will deliver it frozen for you to bake. Like… the hell?
September 17, 2025 at 9:43 AM
The audacity is this local pizza delivery place here where you can order pizza and they will deliver it frozen for you to bake. Like… the hell?
With regards to certain people and their persecution complex, I think we should feed the lions. Amen 🫠
September 12, 2025 at 4:04 AM
With regards to certain people and their persecution complex, I think we should feed the lions. Amen 🫠
Home is where they get your name on the coffee cup right.
September 7, 2025 at 2:19 PM
Home is where they get your name on the coffee cup right.
I love it when someone is messaging me in Slack where they can see my name in its proper spelling every time I respond but still insists on calling me Borris.
But why stop there, friend? Why not spell it with triple R? Make sure it sounds as Slavic as a blue Nike tracksuit 😐
But why stop there, friend? Why not spell it with triple R? Make sure it sounds as Slavic as a blue Nike tracksuit 😐
September 6, 2025 at 8:23 PM
I love it when someone is messaging me in Slack where they can see my name in its proper spelling every time I respond but still insists on calling me Borris.
But why stop there, friend? Why not spell it with triple R? Make sure it sounds as Slavic as a blue Nike tracksuit 😐
But why stop there, friend? Why not spell it with triple R? Make sure it sounds as Slavic as a blue Nike tracksuit 😐
Leave Robert Galbraith alone, he’s been through enough!
August 22, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Leave Robert Galbraith alone, he’s been through enough!
The script was waiting long before,
lines drawn without a hand to trace.
I step into the room, already blurred,
something settled, but never spoken.
The shape, not mine, but it clings.
I drift between the cracks and whispers.
Familiar eyes that never land,
I move where the silence pulls.
lines drawn without a hand to trace.
I step into the room, already blurred,
something settled, but never spoken.
The shape, not mine, but it clings.
I drift between the cracks and whispers.
Familiar eyes that never land,
I move where the silence pulls.
August 21, 2025 at 5:55 PM
The script was waiting long before,
lines drawn without a hand to trace.
I step into the room, already blurred,
something settled, but never spoken.
The shape, not mine, but it clings.
I drift between the cracks and whispers.
Familiar eyes that never land,
I move where the silence pulls.
lines drawn without a hand to trace.
I step into the room, already blurred,
something settled, but never spoken.
The shape, not mine, but it clings.
I drift between the cracks and whispers.
Familiar eyes that never land,
I move where the silence pulls.
Something shifts.
Not breaking,
breaking free.
The old skin lifts, peels off,
like old paint, like brittle bark,
like the voice of a stranger.
Not breaking,
breaking free.
The old skin lifts, peels off,
like old paint, like brittle bark,
like the voice of a stranger.
August 21, 2025 at 5:46 PM
Something shifts.
Not breaking,
breaking free.
The old skin lifts, peels off,
like old paint, like brittle bark,
like the voice of a stranger.
Not breaking,
breaking free.
The old skin lifts, peels off,
like old paint, like brittle bark,
like the voice of a stranger.
Morning comes like a verdict.
Another name left at the door.
Another slander carved into your skin.
Another dream crushed into an empty promise.
They never say the words.
They just turn away so they don't have to see you.
Another name left at the door.
Another slander carved into your skin.
Another dream crushed into an empty promise.
They never say the words.
They just turn away so they don't have to see you.
August 21, 2025 at 5:41 PM
Morning comes like a verdict.
Another name left at the door.
Another slander carved into your skin.
Another dream crushed into an empty promise.
They never say the words.
They just turn away so they don't have to see you.
Another name left at the door.
Another slander carved into your skin.
Another dream crushed into an empty promise.
They never say the words.
They just turn away so they don't have to see you.
On account of how popular I am with my three and a half followers, I’ll just be using this to store some song lyrics I’ve written because I keep losing them 😂
August 21, 2025 at 5:38 PM
On account of how popular I am with my three and a half followers, I’ll just be using this to store some song lyrics I’ve written because I keep losing them 😂