last day of january

"Down in the forest we'll sing a chorus."

ljubav

06:35

Neke drage grunge fotkice od Bajrama.

Ramazan ✨️

Bachelorette party in Sarajevo

Jin Roh is like the most fascist anime you could possibly like, what exactly is the selling point

Ghost in the Shell also has a generally fascist political standpoint, as does a lot of Japanese cyberpunk in general - the genre as a whole has always been founded on the conflict between national interest and the formation of international corporations - and, in general, all bourgeois media forwards bourgeois ideals. I would say, notably, the fact that Patlabor 2, for example, has a political framework just as fascist as Jin-Roh, but uses the aesthetics of NATO equipment rather than Lugers and MG42s, is something to reflect on regarding it being 'the most fascist'.

Personally, I like Mamoru Oshii's works because of their focus on political intrigue based in material factors - Jin-Roh has roughly the same appeal to me as Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy. I could just rewatch Walter Defends Sarajevo to get that without the fascism, but I must somewhat shamefully admit I appreciate the production quality of the better-developed imperialist film industries. Though, these are all films I appreciated when I was younger, and now, with the development of the mainland film industry, I get the best of both worlds - however, the question specified 'anime'. Otherwise, I'd say to go watch The Wandering Earth 2 and then read every single Liu Cixin story.

*Nightscope vision* Rocket,anti-aircraft and shell fire lit up the sky over Sarajevo early on Wednesday morning 1992.

Memories

Do you remember your birthday? The time you decided to celebrate it on a Jewish cemetery in Sarajevo? We climbed up the hills surrounding the market place, Baščaršija and he kept asking me what I was taking all the pictures for. What does it take to consider an object, mere flowers blooming infront of a washed-up rose-colored wall, worthwhile our time, worthwhile a picture, worthwhile a memory I want to keep? You made me wonder how different we perceive aesthetics and how our views of the world differ by just looking at it through these cragged, kaleidoskope-colored pupils we have. We had followed the stairs leading further upwards, past disintegrating tombstones guarding over so many unknown bodies, decomposing though so peacefully beneath them. The grass overgrowing the stones, engraved with names and dates of unkown souls. Now being nothing but almost meaningless letters and figures, combined coincidentally. There were flowers blooming on the wayside and wilderness climbing over the stairs, till the stairs climbed over the green and slowly started to fade away. We sat down, surrounded by all this doom and destruction but felt nothing but calmness, such beauty and thankfulness; looking over Sarajevo. Enjoying the simple pleasure of the world allowing us to be here right now. As if the corpses had laughed in flowers and trees, giving us their consent to rest among them for a few moments. When we climbed down though, our look had changed, the destroyed buildings jumped into our eyes and therefore the history and the sadness we are steadily surrounded with, but so often cease to perceive. Sometimes there is no glory to it and still; when the sun had set there was not only impervious darkness but small lights percolating through it from every side you turnt towards. This world is full of unanswerable paradoxes, just like you. Celebrating your aging on a cemetery supposedly full of unbearable heaviness, but feeling so light. I guess it’s the simplest pattern of human behaviour: knowing that the sun will rise again with or without us tomorrow, though the past weighs heavy on our hearts tonight.