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Bay City Blues Bay City Blues Raymond Chandler’s not around, just motorcycles swarming around a City, a gigantic dance. It’s a celebration, it’s a goodbye. There are words on this canvas, you might try to decipher. Why the City is called LA, in the text, when it’s obviously San Francisco? Ah those riddles, don’t even try to solve, ‘cause there is... Ernst Von Salomon Grunewald Tryptich, left. German writer, adolescent voluntary soldier in post-war Weimar-times clashes, “poet of the Freikorps”. When only nineteen, he was involved in the assassination of Walther Rathenau - then sentenced for that. When released, he defined himself an assassin. In his memoriees, he wrote that Walther Rathenau was “the man who might have changed... The tsarist officer’s mistress The tsarist officer’s mistress A frozen night in the immense plains of Russia. A nowhere place. The ravaging civil war. Tsarists against Bolsheviks. Against anarchists and all sorts of local ephemeral powers. White Russian generals and armies at odds against each other The czar and his family already massacred in Ekaterinenburg. No chance to win, still the officer is... Zinaida Serebriakova Zinaida Serebriakova A more than full size nude, directly inspired by the self-portrait of the Russian (Ukrainian ) - French painter. All the theme is on the variations on blue hues, from near-black to almost purplish. This gives a statuary appearance to this figure. As from her biography, mrs Serebriakova had an enchanting youth, born in a... Max und Moritz Max und Moritz This painting is a deeply contradictory one. Its title stems from the proto-cartoon published in Germany in the second half of 19th century, representing the adventures of two rebellious kids. The two ones at right and left. But give a look at the central figure and freeze. A man with a Nazi military hat, makeup...
Ehepaar
Ehepaar

I AM A HYPERBOREAN

ZALMOXIS

I come from long ago, from a time long passed. I come from a faraway land much beloved by Apollo, the great distant God of prophecy and archery, the God of diseases and of cures.

Dancing Satyr
Dancing Satyr
Truth is

who am I?

I WAS TOO MANY TO REMEMBERI DON’T WANT TO BE REMEMBEREDTHIS ONLY MATTERS: MY CHARMS, MY LASTING DAYSI WILL SURVIVEMY LONG GOING EXISTENCE IS NO JOKEI AM A MAGICIAN, A PRIEST FOR APOLLO, A HYPERBOREANI LUST FOR BLOOD, WHICH IS LIFE BY ITSELF
Nikolai Ilyich Podvoisky
Nikolai Ilyich Podvoisky
Blue Tucano
Blue Tucano
Anna & Fernanda
Anna & Fernanda

I think strange things which I dare not confess to my own soul

I AM ALL IN A SEA OF WONDERS I DOUBT I FEAR
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No se puede propio saber lo que sabe el lobo. El lobo es incognoscible. Preguntar lo que sabe el lobo es como preguntar los arboles. Las piedras. El mundo.
Cormac McCarthy
novelist
Mit ungläublicher Ehrfurcht Lautschten wir den langsamen Takten des Walzwerks der Front, einer Melodie, die uns in langen jahren Gewohnheit werden sollte.
Ernst Jünger
author
Der Atem des Kampfes wehte herüber und ließ uns seltsam erschauern.
Ernst Jünger
author
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Yggrdrasill
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THE PREMISE IS

To approach Zalmoxis, we start from Apollo. God of Forecasting. God of Diseases, Supreme Healer. Magician Sire of the Underworld, God of the Far Traveling Arrow. He is not Greek, he came from the immense plains in the North-East, from lands where the Sun rises and lasts.

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