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  1. RE: hoosier.social/@KrissyKat/1168

    and #media bootlickers wonder why most estadounidenses (aka USians) are treating #Trump #MAGA #GOP #Republicans 1776-2026 "celebrations" more like an #epitaph and #obituary for the #democracy that never was

  2. Death Lens – What´s Left Now
    (Punk, Alternative / Epitaph Records)
    by Norman

    Ihre Texte handeln von Identität, sozialem Druck, Zukunftsängsten und dem täglichen Versuch, nicht komplett unter die Räder zu geraten. Genau diese Bodenständigkeit macht Death Lens so glaubwürdig. Wo andere Bands mit großen Gesten hantieren, liefern sie lieber Geschichten aus dem echten Leben. Laut, direkt und ohne Sicherheitsabstand.
    vinyl-keks.eu/death-lens-whats
    #vinyl #deathlens #Alternative #punk #epitaph #music #review

  3. Nothing compares to — Nothing

    Nonlocal Variable is a mail artist living in Oregon, USA. Among his many activities, which are documented on his website, was a call with the puzzling theme of "Nothing" in 2025. Nothing is what we fear most. It is the root of our existential angst. One can react with a mouthful of cynicism like Oscar Wilde: "I love to talk about nothing. It's the only thing I know anything about." One can try to overcome your fear with unabashed affirmation like Victor Hugo: "All roads are blocked to a […]

    mailyour.art/2026/05/07/nothin

  4. A quotation from Hilaire Belloc

    When I am dead, I hope it may be said:
    “His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.”

    Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953) Franco-British writer, historian [Joseph Hilaire Pierre René Belloc]
    Poem (1923), “Epigram 1: On His Books,” Sonnets and Verse

    More about this quote: wist.info/belloc-hilaire/82367…

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #belloc #hilairebelloc #aspiration #author #character #epitaph #fame #heritage #legacy #reading #sin #success #works #writer #writing

  5. The vinyl of «No One Was Driving The Car» by LA DISPUTE is mixed and mastered so well. It’s an extra pleasure listening to the album on vinyl compared to the digital album. Love it.

    #LaDispute #NoOneWasDrivingTheCar #Epitaph #vinyl #VinylLover

  6. A quotation from Victor Hugo

    He is asleep. Though his mettle was sorely tried,
    He lived, and when he lost his angel, died.
    It happened calmly, on its own,
    The way night comes when day is done.
     
    [Il dort. Quoique le sort fût pour lui bien étrange,
    Il vivait. Il mourut quand il n’eut plus son ange,
    La chose simplement d’elle-même arriva,
    Comme la nuit se fait lorsque le jour s’en va.]

    Victor Hugo (1802-1885) French writer
    Les Misérables, Part 5 “Jean Valjean,” Book 9 “Supreme Shadow, Surpreme Dawn,” ch. 6 (5.9.6) (1862) [tr. Wilbour/Fahnestock/MacAfee (1987)]

    Sourcing, notes, other translations: wist.info/hugo-victor/78309/

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #victorhugo #lesmiserables #jeanvaljean #death #dying #epitaph #grave #memorial #tombstone

  7. “It is apparent from Burns’s correspondence, his poetry, and even from his First Commonplace Book that the bard was plagued by ill health on several occasions throughout his short life”

    —From the University of Glasgow’s “Editing Robert Burns” blog

    4/4

    burnsc21.glasgow.ac.uk/robert-

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #RobertBurns #18thcentury #romanticism #epitaph

  8. “This Sonnet I have written in a strange mood, half asleep. I know not how it is, the Clouds, the sky, the Houses, all seem anti Grecian & anti Charlemagnish—”

    Fame & Judgement: Keats at Burns’s Tomb (1818)

    3/4

    keatslettersproject.com/corres

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #RobertBurns #18thcentury #19thcentury #romanticism #epitaph #Keats #JohnKeats

  9. At the Grave of Burns, 1803
    Seven Years After His Death
    William Wordsworth

    I shiver, Spirit fierce and bold,
    At thought of what I now behold:
    As vapours breathed from dungeons cold,
    Strike pleasure dead,
    So sadness comes from out the mould
    Where Burns is laid…

    2/4

    poeticous.com/william-wordswor

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #RobertBurns #18thcentury #19thcentury #romanticism #epitaph #WilliamWordsworth

  10. Is there a whim-inspired fool,
    Owre fast for thought, owre hot for rule,
    Owre blate to seek, owre proud to snool,
    Let him draw near…

    Robert Burns (1759–96) died #OTD, 21 July, aged 37. “A Bard’s Epitaph” is the final poem in the 1786 Kilmarnock Edition of Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect

    1/4

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #RobertBurns #18thcentury #romanticism #epitaph

  11. Epitaph, King Crimson, 1969

    The wall on which the prophets wrote
    Is cracking at the seams.

    Between the iron gates of fate,
    The seeds of time were sown,
    And watered by the deeds of those
    Who know and who are known;
    Knowledge is a deadly friend
    When no-one sets the rules.
    The fate of all mankind I see
    Is in the hands of fools.

    Confusion will be my epitaph.

    But I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying,
    Yes I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying.

    #PouetRadio #MastoRadio
    #TootRadio #FediRadio
    #Epitaph #KingCrimson