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A sequence from the ROLIS camera on Philae from the descent to the first touchdown in the Agilkia landing site.

"Flappings of fear, great wheeling shapes of dread,
Tremours and shudderings shook me on the way..."

--J Stanyan Bigg

"But what is more than curious — indeed, piquant to a degree — is that an ancient god of storm and frenzy, the long quiescent Wotan,should awake, like an extinct volcano, to new activity, in a civilized country that had long been supposed to have outgrown the Middle Ages."

"How to Outlive a Rapist

His living haunted like the dead.
Even after his actual death.
The carefree girl I was,
the woman I become, side by side
staring down at his gravestone.
All three of us no longer
wearing the same face.
Death cheated. We can’t
get his stain off our skin.
Every breath we take trembles,
leaves wind surfing an open grave.
We stopped screaming for daddy,
long after our throats gave out.
She stayed with him; I grew older.
Today, both of us are wearing
phantom black and blue
neckties in his dishonor.
The girl loosens her grip on me
and fades back in memory,
back to when she skipped along
railroad tracks, arms outstretched.
I miss her, that part of me
who never had a chance
to test her wings.
I want the pieces of her
buried with him,
to sing to him in his grave.
Everything that hurt us
becomes a ghost."

--@sageravenwood.bsky.social via

"Navalny survives by savouring every cup of coffee and boiled egg, memorising the Sermon on the Mount in four languages, writing to his supporters and imagining that he’s on a spaceship headed for the Beautiful Russia of the Future."