My new episode of RC Gold mining is out. What is the size limit of a mp4? I did try uplaud the full episode here, but 98,8 mb seems to be too large.

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get vaxxed or dont get vaxxed - both is cringe

Finding accommodation in my city is worse than NZ. All of the listings demand either a female, a student or a working professional.

I guess its over. I might just say fuck it and hitchhike out west where its warmer and wages are better.

Is here krautchan , Origin of wojak and polandball desuka ?

Do you have a good imagination?

Can you imagine peoples faces, things, feelings, colours or music?

 

I used to be very good at imagining things as a child. I'd sometimes just lay in bed and enjoy my own fantasy world where I go on crazy adventures like having lightsaber duels, flying to school on my friend Charizard (its a pokemon) or just spending time with girls ;_;

 

Now, I just realised that I probably haven't used this power of imagination for at least 10 years and I am looking for ways to train it again.

 

What about you?

Geomagnetic storm is starting's (solar eruption was 2 days ago)

Bernd whom lives up north might want to go make observing's.

I only just now got around to listening to the this year's Kauan release (been out for 6 months already! should have done it earlier) and was intrigued by the story it includes.

 

tl;dr : Anton Belov like to write concept albums inspired by mysterious, supernatural events that transpired in Siberia (Sorni Nai for example was based on the Dyatlov Pass incident);

this time the story is about a ghost fleet found frozen in permafrost (!) in Tiksi, 1930, near Lena river delta, Yakutia/Sakha. (Where, Wikipedia tells me, polar explorer ship Zarya was trapped in ice over the winter and left a wreckage 28 years earlier.) The fleet was preserved with its crew intact, frozen, & the case has been hushed down, nobody allowed to talk about it, people who discovered it sent to gulag – however the story supposedly passed down from an eyewitness to grandchild.

The story is interesting, but I'd hope if some Russians on here could help me figuring out how much is true & how much is artistic license.

 

Oh right, the music is fucking great too. (In case you never heard of Kauan before, it's a doomy post rock)

https://kauan.bandcamp.com/album/ice-fleet

 

Attaching the full text Anton Belov has posted before the release:

 

 

 

/written by Dr. Ovchinnikov, phd in geography/

/for the “Science and Life” magazine, 1993/

 

My fascination with exploring things is deeply rooted in my childhood. I remember perfectly well how much I was impressed by my grandpa’s tales of lost ships. If it wasn’t for him and his stories, I would’ve never become a scientist in the first place. But let’s just go ahead with it, shall we? For there is this one story I’ve been consumed with for decades.

 

Back in the early 30s on the North of the Balunsk area of Yakut Autonomous Soviet Socialist Republic of the USSR, a settlement named “Tiksi” had been made by the shore of the arctic waters of the Laptev sea. The neighboring area of the settlement was being thoroughly explored and a Polar Station construction was commissioned by the Chief Directorate of the Northern Sea Route.

 

10 years prior to this event - in the early 20s - Tiksi bay area was explored and deemed fit for the construction of the Sea Port in course of F. Matissen’s expedition.

 

In September 1930 the surface of the permafrost was blasted with an experienced geologist Eugene Klimov in charge of the operation. Throughout the series of explosions one of the snow mountains was eventually cracked open only to reveal what seemed to be… treetops. It is a fact that due to mild-cold climate and strong winds typical for this area nothing taller than 50 cm (20 inches) bushes had ever been documented in Tiksi. Even those rare trees one may stumble upon here tend to stay low, close to the ground.

 

With another blast a carcass of a ship emerged from the snow masses. The demolition works were brought to a halt. What first appeared to be treetops were in fact masts, a couple dozen masts emerging from their grave made of snow and huge chunks of ice. Where could an entire fleet come from to end up under a rock several miles off the coast in a place where no seaport, not even a village had ever been seen?

 

The demolition team got on board of the nearest ship. They managed to clear off the deck and eventually reached the entrance to the cargo hold only to discover yet another “surprise”: frozen dead bodies were found about different areas of the hold.

 

The expedition team members took a couple of photographs. The corpses were well- preserved due the permafrost. One could assume that the bodies belonged to two distinct groups: the crew and the сivillians. The passengers were rather well-dressed which indicated their noble background. They were found in the most comfortable area of the vessel, secured from crew’s access.

 

What appeared to be particularly bizarre about this morbid scene was the abnormal cause of death of the people found on ship, the looks frozen on their faces, the unnaturalness of their posture with their tongues sticking out from their disfigured mouths. Initial examination didn’t reveal any documents or personal belongings of the deceased. Who were these people? How long had they been buried here? The discoveries of that day were literally blood-chilling and they only gave way to more questions. Whatever the truth may have been, it was most definitely ghastly. These extraordinary discoveries were immediately reported to Moscow. In his telegram Klimov requested the officials to take action urgently.

 

With the investigative team en route, E. Klimov and his assistants Cherevichny and Fedukov attempted to identify the discovered ships. They found out that the identification numbers were hidden under layers of paint on the board of the ship, and it was done, apparently, in much of a hurry.

 

It wasn’t long before the investigative team led by captain Litvinenko arrived from the capital. The investigators examined the vessels and questioned the polar expedition team. Fedukov’s photo film was confiscated. In course of the investigation several ships were deployed from Murmansk to the incident site to collect and transport bodies and evidence.

 

The most fascinating discovery turned out to be captain’s log found in the wardroom. This was the first thing to get confiscated. Klimov himself, along with three other polar explorers were taken away by the investigators. The remaining members of the expedition team were called off the expedition and redeployed to active construction sites all around the country.

 

Klimov’s work was continued by another team of polar explorers at a different site. In the end of summer of 1932 Polyarka polar base became operational and with another year passed, an urban village of Tiksi emerged here, eventually becoming the northernmost seaports of our country.

 

Nevertheless, nobody has ever heard about the ice fleet ever since. There is no documented source that may confirm that the ships had still been there upon the arrival of the second group from Murmansk. None of the Tiksi old-timer’s reports ever mentioned the frozen vessels. They were not present with the summer arriving in Tiksi (thus being said, summers in that area back in the 30s were hardly warmer than 3-5 degrees Celsius).

 

My grandfather, Eugene Klimov, told me this story numerous times, so incredibly vividly detailed, as if happened yesterday. He and his colleagues were given a 20 year sentence in GULAG under the direct order of G. Yagoda, the head of secret police. I took at attempt at trying to figure out why my grandfather was “rewarded” this way for years of hard work for the sake of the young new state, all because of a bunch of ships and several (un)fortunate photographs?

 

The key question remains — where did this fleet come from and where did it go? I knew the names of several ships thanks to my grandfather’s stories, he had managed to uncover them under thick layers of paint. The very first ship their team discovered had the name “Gordyi” (The Proud) on it. But who would need to cover the names anyway?

 

“Gordyi” had been registered at Murmansk seaport since 1907, but in the early 20s this name disappeared from all logs. There is one assumption that could be made from all this — what we’re dealing with was the illegal migration of the remaining family members of the Imperial Army officers and all sorts of aristocracy. They were fleeing from what used to be their motherland carrying jewellery, precious metals, antiques and art. Considering the route from Murmansk to Vladivostok and further to the USA, Tiksi made sense.

 

The fugitives posed interest both to Soviet leaders, and to any criminal minds of those times. Seeking convincing answers I went to city of Murmansk — the only large seaport within the USSR territory — rightfully assuming that if a fleet of such size was indeed able to leave the Soviet coast, this was precisely where they would sail off.

 

Upon my arrival to Murmansk, I instantly went to the State Archive of Murmansk Cargo Fleet. I was able to find records of ALL the ships, beginning with 1920s. The access to the records was granted to me once mere journalist credentials of mine were presented. The freedom of speech in action!

 

In order not to miss any potentially relevant case, I started with the very first ship and went all the way to the year of 1930. And there was only one single list of ships that sailed without a properly stated destination! It didn’t have the ships’ name, which was quite peculiar, just vessel IDs and captains’ last names: Filimonov, Merchinsky, etc. One ship had a little note next to it: Signaled an SOS near Dyxon seaport”.

 

I examined the map and could hardly even find this port, which turned out to be located exactly in the middle of the sea route between the city of Murmansk and where Tiksi used to be. Which means that if those ships did signal mayday from Dyxon, they had been en route for at least another week! And only then something persuaded them to dock near the then-uninhabited coastline of the northernmost part of USSR. Unfortunately I was unable to scavenge any more information on the matter.

 

I ended up back in Moscow with more questions on my mind than I had had before embarking on this trip. What exactly occurred during the fleet run and what was the nature of that mayday call? And did somebody actually answer it?

 

I am quite certain that you, my dear reader, are anticipating the developments of this story just the same as I am, have been, in fact, all these years, trying to unveil the secrets behind this expedition. Alas, I can’t help but disappoint you — I haven’t been able to discover anything. No other facts, no artefacts or any sort of paperwork which could have aided in identifying the fleet and it’s passengers.

 

I’m fairly certain that the log file, found by my grandfather, must have been able to uncover the true sequence of these tragic events. And the same thing applies to Fedukov’s photographs. However, both of these are apparently gone forever.

 

My interpretation of the story is obviously based on more of a hunch, rather than facts that any decent scholar should operate with. It does seem to make sense, yet is unable to provide answers to a great number of questions. We hardly have any facts in this story to begin with. And the ones we have fail to facilitate the understanding of the big picture. On the other hand, the remarkable thoroughness that the Soviet regime exercised covering the tracks of this story, suggests that the passengers of those ships were no mere immigrants. And the contents of that mysterious cargo may not have been limited to family jewels.

 

With all this taken into account, I’ve made up my mind to turn to the curious readers of the “Nauka ee Zhizn” magazine. Some of you may have heard something or you may have heard you family members and friends discussing this matter. Any kind of information may assist in unveiling the nature of this mysterious disappearance, with a dozen ships gone along with their crew and passengers, that had sailed on them onto their last journey. For if we fail to do so, the very memory of this amazing, incredible story may fall into oblivion.

Who's with me?? #mgtow #volcelarmy #1like1respekt #hollahoax

Does anyone else feel the current push against climate change is a cheap front to hold false protests, and push higher taxation on the smaller companies and startups that will inevitably take the risk to clean up pollution caused by negligent lawmakers negligently creating laws against man instead of protecting our greatest resource?

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What do Bernds think about genius Finnish musician M. A. Numminen?

 

Tree made out of metal holding up a rock in Germany.

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I finally made contact with my aunty through her husband. They suggested I move in with them, which would be incredibly idiotic given they're both old and Jehovah's witnesses. I had to tell them it wouldn't work, he got mad, said its not right that I'm separated from family.

It's pretty odd man, especially as I've lived all of my life without family. I'm glad they're taking the estate off of me, but I really only care about keeping muh guitar.

Soon I will stay at a five-star superior hotel in Bavaria. Maybe I will do an IWO. Today I checked out their website and found some intriguing details. They offer manicures and pedicures at their spa and I'm thinking about getting one for the first time and at the pool they offer tea and "Grander water" which is some esoteric bullshit "energized water" invented by an Austrian snake oil salesman.