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The Ship Of Fools
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The Ship Of Fools
Fools in a certain town,
They one by one went on a journey from their town.
Without thinking about destination or purpose,
While wandering aimlessly
Somehow they arrived at a port.
An ark was staying at the port,
Tapping, swaying in the waves.
"Let's go to the sea!"
Someone suggested them,
And they started to board.
The anchor was raised with rattling sound,
The ship left the harbor.
The ship had no sails and no rudder,
The ship had no captain,
And also there was no compass or chart.
The bow was at the will of Poseidon,
To offshore and offshore,
The ship was drifted forward.
When the sun rises above their heads,
Too many bottles wine,
And too much meat were saved on a table.
And fruits and delicacies were continued
A glass of red wine swayed in the waves
Dyed the white tablecloth to red.
With dirty fingertips with meat fat,
Someone started playing a lute.
The lips singing meaningless songs
Were wetted and glisten with alcohol.
Oh, no no! It was not music!
Everyone was going crazy and mad.
When I had eaten all my food and drink,
They finally accepted the really situation.
Everyone didn't know where they were going.
None of them knew their way home.
But none of them could comprehend their own misfortune.
There was only a vast ocean.
Only the beautiful moon was smiling.
Only lucky thing for the happy fools,
All they didn’t have the intelligence,
Of which they could find and mourn
The end of their misfortune.
A ship was still floating on the ocean
Loaded with lots of seabirds food.
A wine glass was on the table
Glittering in the sunshine
Dissolving in the light of the waves.
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Bite/ Feel Nothing
06:00
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BITE
No disguise it’s clear you hate
The hearts and minds you regulate
Build a wall around their lives
No longer theres to realise
Blood feeds the brood
Now blood, it feeds the brood
Sp outdated, so out dated
Irrelevant
Over inflated and with intent
Free from worry, the daily grind
Not your fault
It must be mine, ti must be mine
Sycophants and parasites
Hide in the shadows
Waiting to bite
Suffocate seditions call
Hang us all, hang us all
Blod feeds the brood
Now blood it feeds the brood
FEEL NOTHING
There is on more hope and glory
My kingdom for a forgotten story
Alone in the vilderness
The streets are unkind
And the shadows in doorways
Slip into my mind
You can’t see me You can’t hear me
I feel nothing
draped over a pointless life
But the clothes don’t fit
You cannot see me
You can’t hear me
I feel nothing
An open world, an open door
The hidden hand is talking more
I feel nothing
You can’t see me you can’t hear me
I feel nothing
My kingdom for a forgotten story
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Large Living Room
05:34
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Large Living Room
Dropped a button small as hell, it turned out to be as it disappeared out of sight from eyes to floor level at a furious speed in free fall perhaps it is in the darkness between the floorboards in the dimness under the sofa
a button for the phone that cannot be turned on without
so no turning on the flashlight now
the living room seems bigger, the living room seems bigger, the living room seems bigger,
In the kingdom of the dust mite, there is a long way up here and further up into the open sky
where everyone has plans and no one has time and the prophets fish and hope for bite
where the zealot arrived in his own carriage with insight and chatter from the parish of souls
where the knuckle went and the words flowed it meant nothing, what it meant
In the media, a priest sits in all seriousness pious and exasperated by all those who think only of themselves, afraid of the climacteric obsessed with vapid goodness and forgetting to commit to something bigger than themselves
bigger than man bigger than the man on the floor in the kingdom of the dust mite by an Olympian mountain of dirty under-howlers and his nose in the crack in the floor of the living room in search of finding the button for the light to find that button
the living room seems bigger, the living room seems bigger, the living room seems bigger
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Ukraine After February 24
After February 24, 2022, millions of Ukrainians lost their homes and peaceful lives. But some of us lost the most precious thing, our lives or the lives of our relatives. A huge country that somehow considered itself our elder brother came without invitation with weapons in hands and on tanks. In the 21st century, in the center of Europe, hundreds of thousands of soldiers came with weapons in their hands to occupy territories and kill civilians. For many months, dozens of cruise missiles and drones have been flying over the cities of Ukraine every day. And sometimes their number reaches hundreds. Every day. Children who spend the night in basements and subways. Millions of broken lives, broken families, illegally exported children, environmental disasters. This is what Russian peace is. This is stench, mud, and death. And all this because Ukrainians made a European choice. Because we don't want to live like them. I hear explosions almost every night. And once an anti-aircraft missile shot down 50 meters from my window, and that's only because I'm lucky enough to live far from the front line. But not everyone is so lucky. Many cities and villages have already been wiped off the face of the earth by aerial bombs and artillery. And you say that it is all one person? Where do they replenish human losses all these months? Think about it. And despite all this, thousands of Russians, having access to true information, continue to lobby for the interests of their country in Europe and on other continents. It should have long been clear to all thinking people who we are dealing with. But if Ukraine loses the war, this horde will move on because they are used to killing and robbing. But I know that Ukraine and the whole civilized world will win. The armed forces of Ukraine are protecting their land and Europe from this horde right now. Ukrainians are indomitable
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I'm Talking To You About Lies!
I'm talking to you about hypocrisy, hypocrisy, and cowardice, Hypocrisy!
I'm talking to you about lies, lies, and dishonor!
You are spineless and cowardly, you ignite the blaze, do you hear me? You ignite the blaze!
Hypocrites! Hypocrites!
The truth for you is a conspiracy! Conspiracy and the far-right sphere!
I'm talking to you about compromise, do you hear me? I'm talking to you about compromise! You are spineless, cowardly!
I hate you! I despise you!
Go die! I will stand tall!
I'm talking to you about hypocrisy, hypocrisy, and cowardice, cowardice! Do you hear me? Cowardice!
I'm talking to you about lies, lies, and dishonor! Dishonor!
You are spineless, and you are cowardly, I hate you! Do you hear me? I hate you!
You ignite the blaze, do you hear me? You ignite the blaze! The blaze!
Hypocrites! You are nothing but hypocrites! Spineless and cowardly!
Truth to you is synonymous with conspiracy! Conspiracy and the far-right sphere! Far-right sphere!
I'm talking to you about compromise, do you hear me? I'm talking to you about compromise
I hate you! I despise you! You will have my hatred and my contempt.
40 years! 40 years of compromise, national politics, diplomacy, society, economy, culture!
40 years! 40 years of lies! Lies!
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Love Is A Very Strange Thing/ Without Me
Love is A Very Strange Thing
Love is a very strange thing,
permanently looking for the perfect partner
the grass is always greener
on the other side
temptation is always lurking
Without Me
You look at me for a long time,
I'm silent because I did something to you.
You're disappointed and I'm angry,
but your love is so great and protective.
I'm leaving and leaving you,
I'm hurt in my pride and am closing down.
You fight your way to me again,
I can't overcome my fear.
In the dead of night you give me your hand,
I recognized her immediately.
I let time pass silently,
so that the colorful love fades away.
Whisper into the wind:
“Come home beautiful child.”
Day and night I hear your call,
ignoring the longing wake-up call.
My heart carries the pain far,
would you forgive me again?
Face pride and fear,
“Do you want to live with me a little longer?”
Kisses that colonize forgiveness,
Kneeling to seal new trust.
Let's hug each other night after night,
wake up happy for the day together.
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23
06:38
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23
There was a time when we inhabited the land of giants, and prey was the reward. We wished for nothing else, growing up in tatters. How to catch a wolf! It's a warm spelling, tight between the lips and the chest, the hand steady, placed on the knife, unexpected. They are cosmic roots, these verticals kept in opposition to the earth. going up the hill, all the living deaths remain unpronounced. We remained attached and immobile for a time to which no one gave a name, the limit towards which we were aiming without asking the destination. All this was enough for us, and the great act of unconsciousness, asymptotic and extraordinary, but the footprints revealed our presence to others, in the space that separates those present from those absent for just cause. Now that we were no longer there, the deception of the trip was evident. That height could be measured through the opening of the mouth. Thus we understood the meaning of hunger. How the wolf had entered us, had taken on names and habits, had sat at our table, and why they hunted us. “It's just another pile of rocks. — Chew well, they repeat. This is how you domesticate a house. Swallow slowly, if you learn to do so, and the shot will reverse the loss. He had already left when his water broke. anything else, but the water flows through the ruins to make new matter, makes trees and plants regrow, restores the path that leads to the Den, gathers the animals into small groups and takes them to the slaughter. —Call them by name again, the one imposed on fruitful hands. Winter will conquer everything, including the earth and the feet that cross it. So I ask you for a prayer for all the orphaned shadows, dominated by silence, each one, in its own way, asks to stay. And the fire surrendered to the evidence, and it all happened by natural instinct. The voices told of the flame, they spoke for a long time in a language believed lost. In the time without words we discovered other creatures like us. like the fact that we are not the only ones, called in silent assembly, to keep the guilt. Thus began their education. We call it the wolf's verb, a mourning preserved in the blood, which becomes poison in all languages. When they got to the point, the lair was just a memory, an understanding stolen from the pact of the stones. This being unfinished is the weight to bear.
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8. |
Never Give Up
07:24
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Never Give Up
I was done.It was over.I wanted to leave Midgard.I had a massive seizure and my soul said fuck this crap…We are going to Valhalla to see Demonica and pet her.
Now I know what you are thinking ,why does Charlena think she gets to go to Valhalla? Where are the screams of agony,the flames,the battlefields covered in dead bodies,maggots and flies? Well though Charlena has died in many wars throughout the eons in many incarnations this time was different.This time Charlena was dying of loneliness,of neglect,and more than else was tired of essentially carrying on with the rather untidy and nerve shattering experience of fighting basically the same bastards my ancestors fought in WW2.The Holocaust is not and was not something that could just end in just 5 years.The tentacles of hate were still squeezing the light out of the children of Ash and Embla.I grew up dancing in the ashes of WW2.It was all about war,war,and more war.We underwent the kind of moral training it takes to transform innocent children into homicidal killers.This is the essence of the military mind.It is not about saving life.It is about concentrating your hate into powerful weapons and using them on anything and everything.
It is a horrible and nasty business to have your entire world to be that of a trained killer who never really feels happiness.To be a warrior and use violence to achieve goals never really feels that great.The famous victory lap we heroes supposedly take is more like being dropped down into a dark hole.Like cool bro…your enemies are dead ,their twisted and torn limbs lie at your feet.But what now? Who are you? Is this what you really want? To be a sad ghost who knows no peace? Do you really want to experience dying in combat over and over? So with that mind I was ready for Valhalla.My cats were already there.Demonica was on Odins’s lap,purring happily.
But I didn’t get far.I still clearly remember very clearly my astral self leaving my body and attempting to fly through the ceiling.
But then ,Boom! All the cats in my house but especially Bandit and Princess,and all the souls of all the cats I had ever known literally held my soul down as it tried to ascend.But then something odd happened.I managed to find a path towards the Christian afterlife even though I’m a practicing Heathen .My dear mother was an Episcopalian minister,Dad a resolute atheist.Soon I found myself at Heavens Gate,a massive iron structure floating in space.I knocked loudly and tried to enter.I could not and was very frustrated.
But then…Mom came down a beautiful spiral staircase .And Dad! There he is …gardening in heaven.But wait a minute,why does an atheist get to go to Heaven?The answer is simple and beautiful…Mom loved Dad so much she asked God if he could be the Master Gardener in Heaven.God thought it was so incredibly romantic he said…”Hell yeah,get that Speedo wearing hunk up here in Heaven! Yes folks…even God has a sense of humor.So there I was,face to face with Mom through Heavens Gate while Dad puttered about with his sacred flowers.Mom was very clear about what was going to happen.I was to go back to Midgard,dry my tears and get it on! No more being tied to the rock of human suffering.Lots of pain ahead but no problem! You are a Verrette! Your name means love and acceptance.You are to be a beacon of warmth and beauty to the millions of hungry souls who need that one person in the crowd to stop what they are doing and give them some love.It certainly is not rocket science and is a rejection of so called military solutions to human conflicts,which are always a flimsy pretext for slaughter of the innocent.
It is your time to shine Charlena,wake up and do it!I then woke up with 4 tubes running into my body which was on a gurney in the ER.I had been out 8 hours and nearly died.However all my vitals were great.And in an amazing twist of fate an Anarchist Lesbian Nurse named Amanda spent 14 hours by my side.I lived.I thank her and I thank all of you for listening to my words.Never give up!
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The Moment I Saw Him
03:52
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The Moment I Saw Him
我是modi，来聊一聊怀孕生娃的感受，就按照时间顺序吧。
I am Modi, and I'd like to talk about the feelings of pregnancy and childbirth in chronological order.
怀孕时是幸福和满怀期待的，因为这是我们计划中的宝宝，所以很期盼他的到来。体感上我是不太好受的，整个孕期都不算有胃口，吃不太下东西，孕前期也有孕反孕吐症状，孕后期各种不适，但是现在回想，这一切都不算什么，因为有了这么一个可爱的天使宝宝
Pregnancy is a time of happiness and eager anticipation because this baby is planned, and we were looking forward to their arrival. Personally, I didn't feel very well during the pregnancy. I had a poor appetite throughout, couldn't eat much, and experienced morning sickness in the early stages. In the later stages, there were various discomforts. However, looking back now, none of it really matters because we have this adorable angelic baby.
觉得小婴儿和妈妈是有沟通和共鸣的，生产时候宝宝知道妈妈的急脾气和坚强，所以也是很努力的超快的钻出来了， 超快超顺利的一个半小时顺产，我真的挺引以为豪的。但是也要感谢我的宝宝！
I feel like there's communication and resonance between a newborn and their mother. During childbirth, the baby knows their mother's impatience and strength, so they try very hard to come out quickly. I had a super smooth and quick delivery in just an hour and a half, and I'm really proud of that. But I also have to thank my baby!
看到他的一瞬间，虽然没见过面，但是觉得就像是见到了老友，hi 你好啊小家伙，终于见面啦！那一刻我是大大滴微笑着抱他的。没有眼泪，开心的时刻我不需要眼泪。
The moment I saw him, even though we hadn't met face to face before, it felt like meeting an old friend. "Hi there, little one! Finally, we meet!" I was smiling widely as I held him. There were no tears; I didn't need tears in that joyful moment.
这期间要特别感谢我的家人。男朋友。我的妈妈和我的大儿子！ 男友- 第一次当爸的他就算足够给力了。 我妈-一个为了我和我的孩子可以无私奉献的人。 还有大儿子-很惊喜他对弟弟的爱，是个有爱的暖男。
During this time, I want to give special thanks to my family: my boyfriend, my mother, and my eldest son. My boyfriend, being a first-time dad, was supportive enough. My mother is someone who selflessly dedicates herself to me and my child. And my eldest son surprised me with his love for his little brother; he's a loving and warm-hearted young man.
当妈是幸福且圆满的一件事，对我来说，家人和亲人的陪伴是最重要的。当然很累很辛苦，但是当妈的都知道，对孩子的疼爱已经远远大于其他一切了。有小宝宝的生活就是围绕奶瓶尿不湿和缺觉展开的，再没有了自己。我是个事业型的女性，所以有了二宝以后，我的生活发生了很大的变化，事业女强人变成了居家主妇，算是牺牲么？ 不如把它们看作生命中为数不多的值得珍惜的重要的几年吧
Being a mother is a happy and fulfilling experience. For me, the presence of family and loved ones is the most important. Of course, it's tiring and challenging, but all mothers know that the love for their children far surpasses everything else. Life with a little one revolves around bottles, diapers, and sleep deprivation, and there's hardly any time for oneself. I used to be a career-oriented woman, but after having my second child, my life underwent significant changes. I transformed from a career-driven woman into a stay-at-home mom. Is it a sacrifice? I'd rather see it as a few precious years in life worth cherishing
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The Noise In Silence Aarhus, Denmark
The art project Noise in Silence was formed in the dark winter months in Aarhus Denmark, 2018.
The idea was to
create a poetic soundscape purely on Eurorack equipment. An underlying theme is how the modern world provokes us and puts us in a mental state of anxiety and fear.
Magnus Karmark &
Kim Holm
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