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Mono
Erected
Ritual
In
Misty woods
Calming clear roots
Rain drops with ashes of coil at northern bohemia
Guns are quiet
In
Shield of blood
I am here
And
You are not
Erected
Ritual
In
Misty woods
Calming clear roots
Rain drops with ashes of coil at northern bohemia
Guns are quiet
In
Shield of blood
I am here
And
You are not
November 22, 2025 at 2:11 PM
Mono
Erected
Ritual
In
Misty woods
Calming clear roots
Rain drops with ashes of coil at northern bohemia
Guns are quiet
In
Shield of blood
I am here
And
You are not
Erected
Ritual
In
Misty woods
Calming clear roots
Rain drops with ashes of coil at northern bohemia
Guns are quiet
In
Shield of blood
I am here
And
You are not
In morning bed
With
Nothing empty yet
Scrolling my past
Around corners of my sleepy eyes
You are there too
I try to hug you but you run away
Back inside of your cave
Sweet is the bitter end
With
Nothing empty yet
Scrolling my past
Around corners of my sleepy eyes
You are there too
I try to hug you but you run away
Back inside of your cave
Sweet is the bitter end
November 22, 2025 at 1:29 PM
In morning bed
With
Nothing empty yet
Scrolling my past
Around corners of my sleepy eyes
You are there too
I try to hug you but you run away
Back inside of your cave
Sweet is the bitter end
With
Nothing empty yet
Scrolling my past
Around corners of my sleepy eyes
You are there too
I try to hug you but you run away
Back inside of your cave
Sweet is the bitter end
Reposted
22 November 1932 | French Jewish boy, Yves Netter, was born in Anzin.
He was deported to #Auschwitz from #Drancy on 13 April 1944. He was murdered in a gas chamber after arrival selection.
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A short video about gas chambers and crematoria of the Auschwitz camp: https://youtu.be/-A05i25j9Ck
He was deported to #Auschwitz from #Drancy on 13 April 1944. He was murdered in a gas chamber after arrival selection.
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A short video about gas chambers and crematoria of the Auschwitz camp: https://youtu.be/-A05i25j9Ck
November 22, 2025 at 12:00 AM
22 November 1932 | French Jewish boy, Yves Netter, was born in Anzin.
He was deported to #Auschwitz from #Drancy on 13 April 1944. He was murdered in a gas chamber after arrival selection.
---
A short video about gas chambers and crematoria of the Auschwitz camp: https://youtu.be/-A05i25j9Ck
He was deported to #Auschwitz from #Drancy on 13 April 1944. He was murdered in a gas chamber after arrival selection.
---
A short video about gas chambers and crematoria of the Auschwitz camp: https://youtu.be/-A05i25j9Ck
Open closed
Numbers with letters
Coded lies
Slowly in gentle
Fire burn
On the deepest level of cosmic sea
Burned around curves
Donut is endless
Numbers with letters
Coded lies
Slowly in gentle
Fire burn
On the deepest level of cosmic sea
Burned around curves
Donut is endless
November 22, 2025 at 1:18 AM
Open closed
Numbers with letters
Coded lies
Slowly in gentle
Fire burn
On the deepest level of cosmic sea
Burned around curves
Donut is endless
Numbers with letters
Coded lies
Slowly in gentle
Fire burn
On the deepest level of cosmic sea
Burned around curves
Donut is endless
Standing in the kitchen with full shopping bags
In new wellies
All feels like parody
In new wellies
All feels like parody
November 21, 2025 at 9:07 PM
Standing in the kitchen with full shopping bags
In new wellies
All feels like parody
In new wellies
All feels like parody
Sitting on the bottom of a crystal cave
The jelly mushrooms and visions of far away galaxies
The neon sparks in limited floating mind
Waving with waves
Until there will be a response in me
I know my dreams
They are made of you
The jelly mushrooms and visions of far away galaxies
The neon sparks in limited floating mind
Waving with waves
Until there will be a response in me
I know my dreams
They are made of you
November 21, 2025 at 4:59 PM
Sitting on the bottom of a crystal cave
The jelly mushrooms and visions of far away galaxies
The neon sparks in limited floating mind
Waving with waves
Until there will be a response in me
I know my dreams
They are made of you
The jelly mushrooms and visions of far away galaxies
The neon sparks in limited floating mind
Waving with waves
Until there will be a response in me
I know my dreams
They are made of you
Spectacle
In
Own death
The room is full of dreamy sketches
Dogs are raging
In
Experience of fear
One moment in one shot
Unknown colors
Emotional
In
Own death
The room is full of dreamy sketches
Dogs are raging
In
Experience of fear
One moment in one shot
Unknown colors
Emotional
November 21, 2025 at 4:56 PM
Spectacle
In
Own death
The room is full of dreamy sketches
Dogs are raging
In
Experience of fear
One moment in one shot
Unknown colors
Emotional
In
Own death
The room is full of dreamy sketches
Dogs are raging
In
Experience of fear
One moment in one shot
Unknown colors
Emotional
Human culture
November 21, 2025 at 2:20 PM
Human culture
Reposted
21 November 1926 | A German Jewish girl, Margot Brückheimer, was born in Heidelberg. She emigrated to the Netherlands.
In January 1944, she was deported to #Auschwitz. She did not survive.
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Children at Auschwitz: https://lekcja.auschwitz.org/dzieci_EN/
Podcast: https://youtu.be/aYKx_zpLSqA
In January 1944, she was deported to #Auschwitz. She did not survive.
---
Children at Auschwitz: https://lekcja.auschwitz.org/dzieci_EN/
Podcast: https://youtu.be/aYKx_zpLSqA
November 21, 2025 at 12:00 AM
21 November 1926 | A German Jewish girl, Margot Brückheimer, was born in Heidelberg. She emigrated to the Netherlands.
In January 1944, she was deported to #Auschwitz. She did not survive.
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Children at Auschwitz: https://lekcja.auschwitz.org/dzieci_EN/
Podcast: https://youtu.be/aYKx_zpLSqA
In January 1944, she was deported to #Auschwitz. She did not survive.
---
Children at Auschwitz: https://lekcja.auschwitz.org/dzieci_EN/
Podcast: https://youtu.be/aYKx_zpLSqA
All the random thoughts are separated from grey cells
My mind loves colorful nonsense
In every association there is new open
Way forward or back in the middle
There is a point to break out
Like
Cracking fire woods with cracking light
My mind loves colorful nonsense
In every association there is new open
Way forward or back in the middle
There is a point to break out
Like
Cracking fire woods with cracking light
November 21, 2025 at 12:28 PM
All the random thoughts are separated from grey cells
My mind loves colorful nonsense
In every association there is new open
Way forward or back in the middle
There is a point to break out
Like
Cracking fire woods with cracking light
My mind loves colorful nonsense
In every association there is new open
Way forward or back in the middle
There is a point to break out
Like
Cracking fire woods with cracking light
Walk in frozen wind
Break up
Over slipper oceanic rim
Life and death
Oil fossil of unwanted man
In
French raincoat
All is forgotten in one line
Break up
Over slipper oceanic rim
Life and death
Oil fossil of unwanted man
In
French raincoat
All is forgotten in one line
November 21, 2025 at 11:46 AM
Walk in frozen wind
Break up
Over slipper oceanic rim
Life and death
Oil fossil of unwanted man
In
French raincoat
All is forgotten in one line
Break up
Over slipper oceanic rim
Life and death
Oil fossil of unwanted man
In
French raincoat
All is forgotten in one line
Reposted
21 November 1913 | A Czech Jewish woman, Marie Weilová, was born in Olomouc.
She was deported to #Auschwitz from #Theresienstadt Ghetto on 9 October 1944. She did not survive.
She was deported to #Auschwitz from #Theresienstadt Ghetto on 9 October 1944. She did not survive.
November 21, 2025 at 3:00 AM
21 November 1913 | A Czech Jewish woman, Marie Weilová, was born in Olomouc.
She was deported to #Auschwitz from #Theresienstadt Ghetto on 9 October 1944. She did not survive.
She was deported to #Auschwitz from #Theresienstadt Ghetto on 9 October 1944. She did not survive.
In melting ocean
Resurrection
Manifestations of previous epoch
In cycling time
Under the impression of deluded minds
Constant flow
Changing of behaviour when is observed
Molecules of no physical laws
Resurrection
Manifestations of previous epoch
In cycling time
Under the impression of deluded minds
Constant flow
Changing of behaviour when is observed
Molecules of no physical laws
November 21, 2025 at 1:54 AM
In melting ocean
Resurrection
Manifestations of previous epoch
In cycling time
Under the impression of deluded minds
Constant flow
Changing of behaviour when is observed
Molecules of no physical laws
Resurrection
Manifestations of previous epoch
In cycling time
Under the impression of deluded minds
Constant flow
Changing of behaviour when is observed
Molecules of no physical laws
Your vitality with energetic eroticism
One day will fade away
From this one particular universe
And
On the other hand we will meet once again
At your mine flat on upper head
One day will fade away
From this one particular universe
And
On the other hand we will meet once again
At your mine flat on upper head
November 20, 2025 at 10:16 PM
Your vitality with energetic eroticism
One day will fade away
From this one particular universe
And
On the other hand we will meet once again
At your mine flat on upper head
One day will fade away
From this one particular universe
And
On the other hand we will meet once again
At your mine flat on upper head
In silent prolonging for unexpected result
Hidden secrets in hidden messages under crypto pulses
In a glass tower with light of flames
Digging deep into swallowed muscle
We are living on the edge of darkness
Hidden secrets in hidden messages under crypto pulses
In a glass tower with light of flames
Digging deep into swallowed muscle
We are living on the edge of darkness
November 20, 2025 at 5:14 PM
In silent prolonging for unexpected result
Hidden secrets in hidden messages under crypto pulses
In a glass tower with light of flames
Digging deep into swallowed muscle
We are living on the edge of darkness
Hidden secrets in hidden messages under crypto pulses
In a glass tower with light of flames
Digging deep into swallowed muscle
We are living on the edge of darkness
Home
Generation
On
Armitage of social deprivation
Downhill in heavy fall of mute sound
Scrambled
A - what
Crossing middle points in blind vision
Generation
On
Armitage of social deprivation
Downhill in heavy fall of mute sound
Scrambled
A - what
Crossing middle points in blind vision
November 20, 2025 at 3:27 PM
Home
Generation
On
Armitage of social deprivation
Downhill in heavy fall of mute sound
Scrambled
A - what
Crossing middle points in blind vision
Generation
On
Armitage of social deprivation
Downhill in heavy fall of mute sound
Scrambled
A - what
Crossing middle points in blind vision
Human culture is an anomaly
Most of us will not write any opera or discover new microorganisms
We will never build a spaceship
Or
Dig into deepest caves in ocean
Maybe
We will just eat and drink and play and go reproduce
Most of us will not write any opera or discover new microorganisms
We will never build a spaceship
Or
Dig into deepest caves in ocean
Maybe
We will just eat and drink and play and go reproduce
November 20, 2025 at 2:41 PM
Human culture is an anomaly
Most of us will not write any opera or discover new microorganisms
We will never build a spaceship
Or
Dig into deepest caves in ocean
Maybe
We will just eat and drink and play and go reproduce
Most of us will not write any opera or discover new microorganisms
We will never build a spaceship
Or
Dig into deepest caves in ocean
Maybe
We will just eat and drink and play and go reproduce
Apes are wise humans
November 20, 2025 at 1:29 PM
Apes are wise humans
On my gravestone I want to have a sign
See you in a parallel universe
See you in a parallel universe
November 20, 2025 at 1:01 PM
On my gravestone I want to have a sign
See you in a parallel universe
See you in a parallel universe
Tube is full of circles
Fire starters of fire stars
Coming sounds
In
Hyper tension over clear dirt
Ugly swans cannot love
Brother of Arkad is our future
In it
We are cleansing our lives
Time is a non existent dimension
Fire starters of fire stars
Coming sounds
In
Hyper tension over clear dirt
Ugly swans cannot love
Brother of Arkad is our future
In it
We are cleansing our lives
Time is a non existent dimension
November 20, 2025 at 12:45 PM
Tube is full of circles
Fire starters of fire stars
Coming sounds
In
Hyper tension over clear dirt
Ugly swans cannot love
Brother of Arkad is our future
In it
We are cleansing our lives
Time is a non existent dimension
Fire starters of fire stars
Coming sounds
In
Hyper tension over clear dirt
Ugly swans cannot love
Brother of Arkad is our future
In it
We are cleansing our lives
Time is a non existent dimension
In glass
Soundscape of fallen jar
Strange
Feelings are violated by fractured unfolding
On
Lonely surface of sleepy dust
Lungs are still breathing
Starlights
Soundscape of fallen jar
Strange
Feelings are violated by fractured unfolding
On
Lonely surface of sleepy dust
Lungs are still breathing
Starlights
November 20, 2025 at 12:33 PM
In glass
Soundscape of fallen jar
Strange
Feelings are violated by fractured unfolding
On
Lonely surface of sleepy dust
Lungs are still breathing
Starlights
Soundscape of fallen jar
Strange
Feelings are violated by fractured unfolding
On
Lonely surface of sleepy dust
Lungs are still breathing
Starlights
The winter is yellow sun drops
On snowflakes
Nordic breath has no primitive structures
Demons are within your dreams
Some
Cinema anti art movies
Fluctuating language in chain kissing
Freedom is punishing my soul
On snowflakes
Nordic breath has no primitive structures
Demons are within your dreams
Some
Cinema anti art movies
Fluctuating language in chain kissing
Freedom is punishing my soul
November 19, 2025 at 9:46 PM
The winter is yellow sun drops
On snowflakes
Nordic breath has no primitive structures
Demons are within your dreams
Some
Cinema anti art movies
Fluctuating language in chain kissing
Freedom is punishing my soul
On snowflakes
Nordic breath has no primitive structures
Demons are within your dreams
Some
Cinema anti art movies
Fluctuating language in chain kissing
Freedom is punishing my soul
Feeling true in no particular pattern
Flavors are mixed in a bowl full of dust
And
You are in a stone house watching sea waves in crashing gravity of foams
The ballet
Feel secure and feel home
Flavors are mixed in a bowl full of dust
And
You are in a stone house watching sea waves in crashing gravity of foams
The ballet
Feel secure and feel home
November 19, 2025 at 9:39 PM
Feeling true in no particular pattern
Flavors are mixed in a bowl full of dust
And
You are in a stone house watching sea waves in crashing gravity of foams
The ballet
Feel secure and feel home
Flavors are mixed in a bowl full of dust
And
You are in a stone house watching sea waves in crashing gravity of foams
The ballet
Feel secure and feel home
We are not any more living in rhythms of our hearts
We are living in the cold logic of machines
We are living in the cold logic of machines
November 19, 2025 at 6:21 PM
We are not any more living in rhythms of our hearts
We are living in the cold logic of machines
We are living in the cold logic of machines
On the final hospital bed
We are gonna face up with our own failures and broken wishes
There will be no more lies
True is not peaceful
Our masks will melt away
And
No one will be able to hide
In the last stage of our lives
We are gonna face up with our own failures and broken wishes
There will be no more lies
True is not peaceful
Our masks will melt away
And
No one will be able to hide
In the last stage of our lives
November 19, 2025 at 5:15 PM
On the final hospital bed
We are gonna face up with our own failures and broken wishes
There will be no more lies
True is not peaceful
Our masks will melt away
And
No one will be able to hide
In the last stage of our lives
We are gonna face up with our own failures and broken wishes
There will be no more lies
True is not peaceful
Our masks will melt away
And
No one will be able to hide
In the last stage of our lives