#dzerzhinsky

[milfstalin]

my stalenin postcard came in...

[septictankie]

I've been translating episodes of the Soviet mini-series "December 20," a political thriller about Felix Dzerzhinsky and the early Soviet state, and uploading them to YouTube. The first two episodes are finished! If you want to support my labor of love and buy me a coffee: Venmo: .@scott-patrick-76 PayPal: .@scottpatrick82

[brunogremez]

Statue of Felix Dzerzhinsky in Moscow. I took this photo during one of my countless trips to Moscow, a city I have returned to so many times like an unfinished chapter. For years, I had wanted to wander through the so‑called Sculpture Park next to Gorky Park, that strange open‑air archive of discarded history.

When I finally made it there, the first figure that caught my eye was Felix Dzerzhinsky — “Iron Felix” himself. Once the stern guardian of Lubyanka Square, now standing quietly among birches and broken pedestals. There’s something surreal about meeting a monument you’ve seen in books your whole life. Up close, the bronze feels heavier, the silence around it even heavier still.

People strolled past without a glance, as if he were just another relic in a garden of forgotten certainties. But I lingered, trying to imagine the decades he once dominated the center of the city. Travel has a way of turning history into something you can almost touch. And in that moment, Moscow felt like it was letting me read one of its footnotes.

[base-and-superstructure]

thinking about this again

That which I wrote about yesterday - the heroism in life - quite possibly is not correct. We live because we want to live in spite of everything. Helplessness kills and putrefies the soul. Man clings to life because he is linked to it by a thousand threads - sadness, hope and endearment.

[yaoisheviks-bracket]

felix dzerzhinsky🥰 our token good rep pole. not many of those left these days.

accepted!

[guywhosometimeslogson]

“Where there is love there should be trust…

...The man who believes in an idea and is alive cannot be useless if he does not himself renounce his idea. Only death, when it comes, will have its word to say about uselessness. But as long as there is a glimmer of life and the idea itself is alive, I shall dig the earth, do the roughest work, give everything I can. And the thought is soothing, makes it possible to endure the torment. A man must do his duty, follow his path to the end. And even when the eyes no longer see and are blind to the beauty of the world, the soul knows of this beauty and remains its servant. The torment of blindness remains, but there is something above this torment – there is faith in life, in people, there is freedom and the realisation of one’s constant duty....”

- Felix Dzerzhinsky, January 6, 1914

[marcellseyes]

theyre on a date

[dubov0]

Come, the forest is waking up.

The spirits of nature are still sleepy, but they will soon begin to restore order in the forest.

Старые духи, заросшие мхом и грибами просыпаются с первыми весенними лучами.

Mor-r-r-r-e:

[deviantart] https://www.deviantart.com/dubov0/art/Come-the-forest-is-waking-up-964979100