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Vasily Ivanovich Chapayev Vasily Ivanovich Chapayev Portrait of Russian communist Cossack. Out of a poor peasant family, he fought in the Civil War against the White Armies. He met his own death while fighting. He became then a hero for the post-revolutionary Russia. Revolutions always need their own heroes, and a dead one is no danger at all for the men... Barbara (II) Barbara (II) The model has a quizzical expression, her hands are set across a frame. Her hat is unusual, a French elegance. She appears sitting at a table, on a terrace overlooking the sea across the pines of Provence, or in a fancy restaurant. There is a lot of mood in this painting, nothing arcane. This is... Col. Prince Bermondt-Avalov (I) Col. Prince Bermondt-Avalov (I) Pavel Rafalovich Bermondt-Avalov was a tsarist officer in the staff of the General Prince Anatoly Pavlovich Lieven. When the Revolution exploded in Russia, they both, and afterwards Bermondt-Avalov on his own, enrolled a mixed German-Russian voluntary White Russian army to fight the Bolsheviks . Bermondt-Avalov was an enchanter and an adventurer. He was born a... Demon of War (gen. Walter Krüger) Demon of War (gen. Walter Krüger) This is a good companion of the aged saturnine judge. This is the Man of Violence. As in the real life of Walter Krüger, who fought three wars, gave his fair share to the devastation of Ukraine and Russia, trained and led Waffen SS, was in the siege of Stalingrad. His eyes were clear and... BET BET Spray paint and acrylics on metal cabinet door Recto (front): letter Bet with vocal signs. Verso (back): poem by Yehuda Halevi.

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.

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

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
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.