May 2011
Your family was part of the soviet resistance?
Hah, no, at least not to my knowledge. I meant the Siberia part. If they had been, they’d be dead. The entire Lithuanian Resistance had been reduced to a handful of people by the late 50’s.
The Soviet crackdown was actually so awful during and after WWII that my grandfather actually fled to Nazi Germany in favor of remaining in Soviet-occupied Lithuania.
Many members of my family, however, were deported to Siberia. Those who were “well brought-up” (aka teachers, business owners, etc) were sent to gulags. Few ever returned, and those who avoided deportation were stripped of most of their property.
A++ soviet union A++
“If you can live legally you’ll grow 80 years old. Joining the guerrilla you will die. They will torture your parents and send them to Siberia. We can’t achieve anything because the Soviet predominance is crushing. We’re constantly haunted. We have no area for retreat, no supplies and no food. Large Soviet forces are searching the woods. Often we are starving and the wounded get no treatment. The people who support us get arrested, viciously tortured and send to Siberia.
Sooner or later the Soviets will choke the whole Lithuanian resistance in blood. We’re all going to die. They will throw our desecrated bodies onto the marketplace. Reconnaissance planes are often flying over the woods to take pictures. Spies are infiltrating our ranks. Day and night we can’t feel safe in the bunkers and are therefore always moving, to again and again, like rats, dig new bunkers into the soil. There’s no other way.
One of us shall survive to be able to tell how we lived, fought, and died.” —Bruno Sutkus quoting members of the Forest Brothers in his autobiography, Diary of a Sniper, as they tried to discourage him from joining
(via demons)
Sooner or later the Soviets will choke the whole Lithuanian resistance in blood. We’re all going to die. They will throw our desecrated bodies onto the marketplace. Reconnaissance planes are often flying over the woods to take pictures. Spies are infiltrating our ranks. Day and night we can’t feel safe in the bunkers and are therefore always moving, to again and again, like rats, dig new bunkers into the soil. There’s no other way.
One of us shall survive to be able to tell how we lived, fought, and died.” —Bruno Sutkus quoting members of the Forest Brothers in his autobiography, Diary of a Sniper, as they tried to discourage him from joining
(via demons)
Prelude in C sharp minor
Sergei Rachmaninoff
Prelude in C sharp minor // Sergei Rachmaninoff
April 2011
Listen
“Mount Wroclai (Idle Days)” | Beirut
Kiss
Mélanie Laurent
An Alphabet of Music: K - Kiss // Mélanie Laurent
Des projets pour l’été
Des mélodies en ré
Suspendu au voyage
Petits tournants de pages
Janglin
Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros
An Alphabet of Music: J - Janglin // Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros
Well we once were the jesters
In your kingdom by the sea
And now we’re out to be the masters
For to set our spirits free, set free
