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Torrid Planes Of Abandonment Or: The Dead Are Haunting Me
torrid planes of abandonment or: the dead are haunting me
Today is one of these days on which we get reminded of the unfathomable beasts that man unlocked through modern thought and industrialisation. But, being German, I shouldn't point fingers... When I was in Weimar I also visited what's been left as memorial after the Buchenwald concentration camp. Unspeakable horrors emanate from that place, still to this day. I for one urge each and every one of you to find it in you to do your part in keeping anything even remotely like this from ever being able to spawn again.
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"Solen står lågt nu. Våra skuggor är jättar. Snart är allt skugga."
Haiku by Tomas Tranströmer (Rough translation:The sun stands low now./ Our shadows are giants. / Soon all is shadow.)
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Got a little roughed up this Tuesday when I had a little run in with the tarmac after breaking my bike chain in a futile attempt to accelerate past a yellow traffic light. I'll spare you the grizzly parts. The camera survived, but it'll be at least another week until I'll hobble to the lab for new film and/or developments, I guess. I, also, might miss a lot of your posts out there. Sorry for that. I'll try and catch up later.
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