Do you have a favourite ink? Where did you buy that ink?
I made my favorite ink myself, following instructions from a well-known calligrapher and subsequent refinements and adjustments by me to suit my taste.
When it comes to purchasable ink, I prefer those of Rohrer & Klingner; especially their iron gall ink (german: Eisengallustinte) "scabiosa".
I just buy them from some of their resellers; A german one would be: https://www.feder-fuehrend.de/
What is your favorite quote?
„This place, ain't no such thing as civilized. It's man so in love with greed he has forgotten himself, and found only appetites.“ - Dutch Van Der Linde.
Was steckt eigentlich hinter Deinem Tumblr Namen?
Also wie bist Du darauf gekommen und welche Bedeutung hat er (für Dich)?
Entstanden ist der Name aus einem dystopischen Gedanken an die Welt und einer Läuterung dieser durch Feuer.
Persönlich finde ich den symbolischen Gedanken der Reinigung durch Feuer, wie es theologisch betrachtet beispielsweise beim Fegefeuer der Fall ist, interessant. Ich kann mich allgemein für derartige Symboliken begeistern, wie jene, die sich beispielsweise auch in Dantes „Göttliche Komödie“ finden lassen, aber auch wenn wir aus diesem Rahmen ausbrechen und uns eher einem mythologischen hingeben - dort würden wir dann auch den altbekannten Phönix wiederfinden, welcher aus der Asche aufsteigt, wobei das eine weitaus zu positive und lebensbejahende Assoziation ist, als dass ich diese mit meinem Nutzernamen in Verbindung bringen würde.
The leaves; gold and brown
the wind has blown;
they stumble down
from wooden throne.
Landing there
to die in peace
I envy them
for deaths release.
by Weltenasche.
Through lips like art, I found my thirst,
in tearful eyes, the pain immersed.
Your hair, once soft, began to fade,
may fears dissolve where angels wade.
by Weltenasche.
Do you have favorite and hate exercises? If so what are those?
My favorite exercise is rowing, regardless of the variation. If I had to choose one, I would go with seals or bend over rows. I don't really have a hate exercise, but I'm not too fond of direct arm exercises and if I had to choose, it would probably be the classic bicep curl.
you inspired me to eat two steaks and two burgers extra every day :)
Arteriosclerosis, coronary artery disease, myocardial infarction, peripheral arterial disease, arterial hypertension, cancer; just to name a few, because the list goes on and on. But if that's a risk worth taking to you to try to annoy a person on the internet who couldn't care less about you existence and your actions, then by all means go for it.
Meh I really liked your blog but then I read that you listen to burzum .. c'mon man you can't be for real supporting a literal murderer .. sorry but unfollowed :/
It's fine if you don't want to follow me anymore; honestly, I don't really understand why you're even sharing this with me. But to your point, I'd like to add that it's always been a rather troublesome point of argument for me. Certainly Varg Vikernes is a monster from a human point of view and I can't relate to his ideological thinking, nor would I try to justify his atrocities in any way, because I don't want to and simply can't; But his songs, which are completely free of his ideology and other thinking, I find beautiful and I appreciate his talent in this area. Attached is a text passage from the song "Dunkelheit" by Burzum:
When night falls she cloaks the world in impenetrable darkness. A chill rises from the soil and contaminates the air suddenly life has new meaning.
Personally, I am able to look at art separately from the artist, but I also understand if this is not possible for some people.
Es war einmal ein Herz
Ein Herz welches wehmütig klagte,
welches hoffnungsvoll wagte
und sich bei Nacht unlösbares fragte.
Ein Herz, welches zuvor vereint,
welches abendlich weint
und sich bei Nacht so fremd erscheint.
Ein Herz, welches sehnsüchtig schwelgt,
welches langsam verwelkt
und sich bei Nacht in Atem hält.
Ein Herz, einst wohnhaft in deiner Hand,
welche eines Nachts verschwand
und zurückließ,
was nie mehr zu sich fand.
- by Weltenasche.
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