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Some of the photos taken in Cieszyn (both on the czech and...

Tue, 21 May 2013 13:26:38 +0200

Some of the photos taken in Cieszyn (both on the czech and polish sides) during the first photo-shooting trip from Paleta Pub in Rybnik, Poland.

Distrust by ~kosarock A street portrait which I took while...

Fri, 17 May 2013 19:26:47 +0200

Distrust by ~kosarock

A street portrait which I took while waiting for my band’s rehearsal.

Piotr Hajduga

Thu, 09 May 2013 03:38:53 +0200

Piotr Hajduga:

My photo gallery on 500px. Enjoy!

Doodle.

Sat, 30 Mar 2013 11:34:50 +0100

Doodle.

Autograph for my fan! (at Paleta)

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 00:29:42 +0100

Autograph for my fan! (at Paleta)

Butterfly (at Paleta)

Fri, 15 Mar 2013 20:43:09 +0100

Butterfly (at Paleta)

Me& my Love in a train to heaven ^^ (at pkp)

Sun, 18 Nov 2012 21:56:36 +0100

Me& my Love in a train to heaven ^^ (at pkp)

Regal Blue - a band in which I sing and play guitar. Enjoy one...

Thu, 01 Nov 2012 15:09:00 +0100

Regal Blue - a band in which I sing and play guitar. Enjoy one of my favourite songs “Before I Shoot”.

Bridges burning bright, nothing I’d be proud of
The machine you held so tight broke apart
Smooth sailing to our own end, now I am not sane
As I’m pointing a gun to your head

Let me tell you
Now you got nothing to lose
Something about myself
Before… Before I shoot

Silence is broken, anger is flooding the land of our tears
I wish it didn’t have to be like that
You think that you’re ready for things you will see
Now, that your gun is pointing at me

All of the stories we told scarred us to death
We could have been better off not telling them
I know what you think, but there’s nowhere to run
While I’m holding my gun

Snow is falling all around me :)) (at Home)

Sun, 28 Oct 2012 02:16:00 +0100

Snow is falling all around me :)) (at Home)

coffee in Paleta Pub (Taken with Instagram at Paleta)

Wed, 17 Oct 2012 01:08:42 +0200

coffee in Paleta Pub (Taken with Instagram at Paleta)

Morning. (Taken with Instagram)

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 10:49:41 +0200

Morning. (Taken with Instagram)

Tea in Poland lol (Taken with Instagram)

Sat, 08 Sep 2012 00:01:13 +0200

Tea in Poland lol (Taken with Instagram)

A lot of things and none of them is yours. (Taken with...

Thu, 06 Sep 2012 21:09:10 +0200

A lot of things and none of them is yours. (Taken with Instagram)

Every day is exactly the same. (Taken with Instagram)

Thu, 06 Sep 2012 14:29:00 +0200

Every day is exactly the same. (Taken with Instagram)

That’s what’s behind my screen. (Taken with...

Thu, 06 Sep 2012 14:19:19 +0200

That’s what’s behind my screen. (Taken with Instagram)

Photo

Tue, 04 Sep 2012 01:44:40 +0200

My best friend sleeps with me ;) (Taken with Instagram)

Mon, 03 Sep 2012 02:07:56 +0200

My best friend sleeps with me ;) (Taken with Instagram)

"George Orwell got it backward. Big Brother isn’t watching. He’s singing and dancing. He’s pulling..."

Sun, 02 Sep 2012 09:33:26 +0200

“

George Orwell got it backward.

Big Brother isn’t watching. He’s singing and dancing. He’s pulling rabbits out of a hat. Big Brother’s busy holding your attention every moment you’re awake. He’s making sure you’re always distracted.

He’s making sure your imagination withers. Until it’s as useful as your appendix. He’s making sure your attention is always filled.

And this being fed is worse than being watched. With the world always filling you, no one has to worry about your mind. With everyone’s imagination atrophied, no one will ever be a threat to the world.

”

- Lullaby, Chuck Palahniuk (via fragmentedfictions)

Photo

Fri, 10 Aug 2012 00:00:58 +0200

Voluntary screenshield

Thu, 28 Jun 2012 19:07:00 +0200

I went to Brazil for some reason and encountered strange situations while being there. On some random marketplace there was a woman with a handgun aiming at me shooting literally trying to kill me. So I was running around like a fool until I saw a police patrol walking around…

Police in Brazil

So I walked up to them kinda scared, and I reported about the situation. One of them knew Polish, but the other one didn’t so we spoke only English. They asked how she looked like.
“She had darker complexion so she was a local. About forty years old…” I answered the best I could.
“We’ll see what we can do” said the policeman who knew Polish and they took us into some building which seemed to be someone’s apartment.

The apartment was not big. As a matter of fact the only room I got to be in was the living room just beside the entrance. The guy who was there with me asked the policemen if he could go to the bathroom to take a piss. They agreed, and after he got out the policemen immediately searched him in case he stole something.

He was a little bit annoyed as he never considered himself a thief, but followed their orders without saying anything. After all this we went out for a walk on some random street.

Facebook troops

What we encountered afterwards was both scary and kinda funny in a way. There seemed to be some big war in this city between Facebook corporation and some other corporation which I don’t remember it’s name. But damn sure we witnessed the Facebook army: big droids on tracks, with big turrets, each one controlled by one soldier, and big car-like cockpit capable of carrying a few troops inside.

The droids were kinda old and used in a battle in the past as the cockpits were rusted and there was only one of them featuring a screenshield. It’s number was 1373, and the officer commanding the droid requested this shield because he wanted this one to be the best in the division.

Soldiers were preparing for a battle taking their posts behind the turrets in the droids. And then they started the storm. Machines gained speed and were going sixty miles per hour towards different quarter of the city.

The storm

And just before the storm, another division of soldiers was taking corpses out of the buildings to the streets. So as the droids drove they ran past those piles of bodies splattering remains of the dead ones all over the streets.

Some soldiers got new visual features during the storm. Most of the droids lacked screenshields so troops were all painted in blood and flesh of those corpses. One soldier even got a new face when a skin from a dead man’s face landed on his head.

And the commander of droid 1373 didn’t seem so proud of his screenshield anymore. It was all dirty, nasty, sprayed with remains of humans who died in this war. Smashed brains, blood, veins, limbs were all over it.
“I request cleaning! I repeat: request cleaning!”” he was screaming through the radio. “Voluntary screenshield…” he sighed to himself.
So another droid turned around one of it’s turrets and sent a bullet in the dirty screenshield shattering it.
“Problem solved!” reported the commander of the other droid.

And the war went on…

Disclaimer

That was just my dream. I tried to depict it as best as I could. It might become an introduction to my cyberpunk RPG pen’n’paper session, as already it gives me a lot of inspiration. And it is a sick one, so it is nice to have it here.

And one more thing. Screenshield is meant to mean windshield. It just happened that it was called screenshield in my dream for no particular reason so I decided to let it be. And it sounds cool too.