this will make zero sense to most of the humanity, but I’m just endlessly thankful to the unicorns that said that today
There are people who want to open that door. Walk into the room, look at the wallpapers. Discuss the pictures on the walls and the artists that made them and histories that these picture have. Make the room better, cook some popcorn there and watch a movie. Move into the room and be happy because they have the room. And we are those people. And we are here right now, on the doorstep, ready to knock.
Обними меня крепче.
Пусть вчерашние ветры осветятся звоном полночных веселий.
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I don’t like a lot about this country because I’m a true patriot. Those who like it in here must be fucking German spies.
Don’t think less of me (or us), but the man’s got a point. Quite poorly proven, maybe, but he’s got it. p.s.: Sergey Shnurov and his band Leningrad are rather popular and loved in Russia, despite the lyrics often celebrate of alcoholism and other unpleasant ways of living, and include a lot – and I mean A LOT – of swearing.
It’s so cool that I’ve got a pal in the Czech Republic who’s learning Czech, singing about jedlička, and is from Vorkuta and a Beatles fan,and has Britain in her blood.
… and special thanks for making me proud of myself go a person hiding on twitter.
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
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Toska – noun /ˈtō-skə/ – Russian word roughly translated as sadness, melancholia, lugubriousness.
No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody of something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness. At the lowest level it grades into ennui, boredom.
yes, that’s exactly what my native language needs to be remembered for. that’s why we are all proud of our language, country, political state and everything. that’s why all Russians are so patriotic. definitely.
vodka, balalaika, bears and communism. and lots of toska.
One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane.
Well, I’m just a very deep thinker indeed.
The surname “Chapman” is a weird surname. On the one hand, there is Mark Chapman, a psychopathic killer of a legend. On the other, there’s Graham Chapman, the embodiment of everything Monty Python, the greatest of all comic groups ever, was ever to be.
Still not sure whether to admire this surname or to hate with all my heart.
Seeing there’s almost no news from me, there I come
Comedy isn’t polite and it isn’t correct and it isn’t accurate, even. It’s just a mess. So that’s the way that I approach it.
I know the reason of The Beatles’ mad popularity. They were singing about simple, bright things. Moreover, they were singing as sincerely as no one else did, does, or will do in the history of our civilization. You know, I really couldn’t stand them before. But now, having translated a couple of their songs, you know, you just rediscovered them for me. And now I can say with my hand on heart that they are a not-so-that-bad band. Nevertheless, they are ugly.
my mum is definitely a genus musical critic.