Persona of entropy
@personalanthropy.bsky.social
Persona , the aspect of someone's character that is presented to or perceived by others.
Entropy, lack of order or predictability; gradual decline into disorder.
Entropy, lack of order or predictability; gradual decline into disorder.
At death echoes of death end of summer
Memories are gathered around personal graves for personal ends
From East to sun in silent roots of birch horse
Demonic healing in cursing for one battle
On north borders where women are weeping in my blood
Memories are gathered around personal graves for personal ends
From East to sun in silent roots of birch horse
Demonic healing in cursing for one battle
On north borders where women are weeping in my blood
November 17, 2025 at 2:17 AM
At death echoes of death end of summer
Memories are gathered around personal graves for personal ends
From East to sun in silent roots of birch horse
Demonic healing in cursing for one battle
On north borders where women are weeping in my blood
Memories are gathered around personal graves for personal ends
From East to sun in silent roots of birch horse
Demonic healing in cursing for one battle
On north borders where women are weeping in my blood
All this perfect unbroken people
With
Nothing to offer then just to soul own soul
In transparent mind work
Clean and shiny
With
Nothing to offer then just to soul own soul
In transparent mind work
Clean and shiny
November 17, 2025 at 1:19 AM
All this perfect unbroken people
With
Nothing to offer then just to soul own soul
In transparent mind work
Clean and shiny
With
Nothing to offer then just to soul own soul
In transparent mind work
Clean and shiny
Those elegant artists with smooth portraits
Makes me think about empty space
What is hidden behind them
Slowly burning negatives will always revile true emptiness
Those elegant buyers with smooth money
Makes me think about empty space
What is hidden behind them
Slowly burning negatives will always revile true emptiness
Those elegant buyers with smooth money
November 16, 2025 at 10:08 PM
Those elegant artists with smooth portraits
Makes me think about empty space
What is hidden behind them
Slowly burning negatives will always revile true emptiness
Those elegant buyers with smooth money
Makes me think about empty space
What is hidden behind them
Slowly burning negatives will always revile true emptiness
Those elegant buyers with smooth money
In between from toes
I feel apocalyptic event in future dream
Moving room with moving lovers
On twisting stage
With
Moon lady face and weeping artificial child
The end up is open in a bottle of wooden rum
I feel apocalyptic event in future dream
Moving room with moving lovers
On twisting stage
With
Moon lady face and weeping artificial child
The end up is open in a bottle of wooden rum
November 16, 2025 at 9:47 PM
In between from toes
I feel apocalyptic event in future dream
Moving room with moving lovers
On twisting stage
With
Moon lady face and weeping artificial child
The end up is open in a bottle of wooden rum
I feel apocalyptic event in future dream
Moving room with moving lovers
On twisting stage
With
Moon lady face and weeping artificial child
The end up is open in a bottle of wooden rum
Compared to someone's work to some other artist
Is just stupid and thoughtless and lazy mind like
Is just stupid and thoughtless and lazy mind like
November 16, 2025 at 8:05 PM
Compared to someone's work to some other artist
Is just stupid and thoughtless and lazy mind like
Is just stupid and thoughtless and lazy mind like
She is mouthful
And
Still asking for more
And
Still asking for more
November 16, 2025 at 7:12 PM
She is mouthful
And
Still asking for more
And
Still asking for more
In children are the hidden secrets of the unexplored universe
Monumental immortal forms of crashing asteroids
Into the fire of the sun
Monumental immortal forms of crashing asteroids
Into the fire of the sun
November 16, 2025 at 4:58 PM
In children are the hidden secrets of the unexplored universe
Monumental immortal forms of crashing asteroids
Into the fire of the sun
Monumental immortal forms of crashing asteroids
Into the fire of the sun
Reposted by Persona of entropy
16 November 1913 | A Dutch Jewish woman, Bertha Romijn-Kool, was born in Amsterdam.
In August 1942 she was deported to #Auschwitz. She did not survive.
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Learn about the fate of Jews deported from the German-occupied Netherlands to Auschwitz: http://lekcja.auschwitz.org/32_en/
In August 1942 she was deported to #Auschwitz. She did not survive.
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Learn about the fate of Jews deported from the German-occupied Netherlands to Auschwitz: http://lekcja.auschwitz.org/32_en/
November 16, 2025 at 3:00 PM
16 November 1913 | A Dutch Jewish woman, Bertha Romijn-Kool, was born in Amsterdam.
In August 1942 she was deported to #Auschwitz. She did not survive.
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Learn about the fate of Jews deported from the German-occupied Netherlands to Auschwitz: http://lekcja.auschwitz.org/32_en/
In August 1942 she was deported to #Auschwitz. She did not survive.
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Learn about the fate of Jews deported from the German-occupied Netherlands to Auschwitz: http://lekcja.auschwitz.org/32_en/
In dark blue snow
Flames of summer are turning into night
Ice crackers
Marshmallow snowflakes
Individual choice is made when she is coming in
From the deep desert of red white sand
The symbol of my life
Flames of summer are turning into night
Ice crackers
Marshmallow snowflakes
Individual choice is made when she is coming in
From the deep desert of red white sand
The symbol of my life
November 16, 2025 at 12:29 PM
In dark blue snow
Flames of summer are turning into night
Ice crackers
Marshmallow snowflakes
Individual choice is made when she is coming in
From the deep desert of red white sand
The symbol of my life
Flames of summer are turning into night
Ice crackers
Marshmallow snowflakes
Individual choice is made when she is coming in
From the deep desert of red white sand
The symbol of my life
In background
Of
White emptiness
In
Hat of liqueur - le creme
You are like crawling naked queen
Peaceful in spot in between
Cursed essence
Voices are lifting up from your words
On the aisle of swallowing swamps
There is no escape only one spaceship
Of
White emptiness
In
Hat of liqueur - le creme
You are like crawling naked queen
Peaceful in spot in between
Cursed essence
Voices are lifting up from your words
On the aisle of swallowing swamps
There is no escape only one spaceship
November 16, 2025 at 12:16 PM
In background
Of
White emptiness
In
Hat of liqueur - le creme
You are like crawling naked queen
Peaceful in spot in between
Cursed essence
Voices are lifting up from your words
On the aisle of swallowing swamps
There is no escape only one spaceship
Of
White emptiness
In
Hat of liqueur - le creme
You are like crawling naked queen
Peaceful in spot in between
Cursed essence
Voices are lifting up from your words
On the aisle of swallowing swamps
There is no escape only one spaceship
Everybody saying yes
And
No clues after their thought works
And
No clues after their thought works
November 15, 2025 at 9:35 PM
Everybody saying yes
And
No clues after their thought works
And
No clues after their thought works
Participating in discussion on the internet is like a waiting game for an over match.
November 15, 2025 at 9:34 PM
Participating in discussion on the internet is like a waiting game for an over match.
Farewell to this form
Lift up heavy experience into colossal heaven
Split in 7 cause I never split in 9
Handsome lady with handsome guy
Couple in 15 , 15
Music has my love and birds cannot fly over green heights
Lift up heavy experience into colossal heaven
Split in 7 cause I never split in 9
Handsome lady with handsome guy
Couple in 15 , 15
Music has my love and birds cannot fly over green heights
November 15, 2025 at 9:30 PM
Farewell to this form
Lift up heavy experience into colossal heaven
Split in 7 cause I never split in 9
Handsome lady with handsome guy
Couple in 15 , 15
Music has my love and birds cannot fly over green heights
Lift up heavy experience into colossal heaven
Split in 7 cause I never split in 9
Handsome lady with handsome guy
Couple in 15 , 15
Music has my love and birds cannot fly over green heights
Chewing gum head
Erased with tongue
Pink print swollen by saliva
Humorous grotesque is here
Fingers are boneless
Who are we
After we decide to create another system of control
Toothless grinders
Erased with tongue
Pink print swollen by saliva
Humorous grotesque is here
Fingers are boneless
Who are we
After we decide to create another system of control
Toothless grinders
November 15, 2025 at 8:39 PM
Chewing gum head
Erased with tongue
Pink print swollen by saliva
Humorous grotesque is here
Fingers are boneless
Who are we
After we decide to create another system of control
Toothless grinders
Erased with tongue
Pink print swollen by saliva
Humorous grotesque is here
Fingers are boneless
Who are we
After we decide to create another system of control
Toothless grinders
In certain struggle for one hope
We are blamed for what we never did
This is assuming like a personal gift
Brass march is on
Under red flags with bleeding thorn
Nothing will make us free
Down in the gulag we are burning like a frozen tree
We are blamed for what we never did
This is assuming like a personal gift
Brass march is on
Under red flags with bleeding thorn
Nothing will make us free
Down in the gulag we are burning like a frozen tree
November 15, 2025 at 6:05 PM
In certain struggle for one hope
We are blamed for what we never did
This is assuming like a personal gift
Brass march is on
Under red flags with bleeding thorn
Nothing will make us free
Down in the gulag we are burning like a frozen tree
We are blamed for what we never did
This is assuming like a personal gift
Brass march is on
Under red flags with bleeding thorn
Nothing will make us free
Down in the gulag we are burning like a frozen tree
Where is green there is a snow
November 15, 2025 at 12:42 PM
Where is green there is a snow
The end of me
It's the beginning of the happiest life
Strict discipline is out of control
Freedom is flowing in random patterns
Crash test went well
No one is hurt and the engine is burning
It's the beginning of the happiest life
Strict discipline is out of control
Freedom is flowing in random patterns
Crash test went well
No one is hurt and the engine is burning
November 15, 2025 at 11:52 AM
The end of me
It's the beginning of the happiest life
Strict discipline is out of control
Freedom is flowing in random patterns
Crash test went well
No one is hurt and the engine is burning
It's the beginning of the happiest life
Strict discipline is out of control
Freedom is flowing in random patterns
Crash test went well
No one is hurt and the engine is burning
The story
In the next set of your typewriting
On
Structured wall by web lines ,strings
Mono patterns in repeating
Experience through fallen voices
Save 118 children from the candy barrel of a mad clown
The sing a monogram
Held it on
Macabre , light up of me
It's all done
In the next set of your typewriting
On
Structured wall by web lines ,strings
Mono patterns in repeating
Experience through fallen voices
Save 118 children from the candy barrel of a mad clown
The sing a monogram
Held it on
Macabre , light up of me
It's all done
November 15, 2025 at 11:39 AM
The story
In the next set of your typewriting
On
Structured wall by web lines ,strings
Mono patterns in repeating
Experience through fallen voices
Save 118 children from the candy barrel of a mad clown
The sing a monogram
Held it on
Macabre , light up of me
It's all done
In the next set of your typewriting
On
Structured wall by web lines ,strings
Mono patterns in repeating
Experience through fallen voices
Save 118 children from the candy barrel of a mad clown
The sing a monogram
Held it on
Macabre , light up of me
It's all done
In violet sound noise
Space in pause
Pulsing without flowing
Under line
Sweating hands are full of possibilities
All happen not at once
But
Right now at the moment
Of
Streaming consciousness
In white silence
Space in pause
Pulsing without flowing
Under line
Sweating hands are full of possibilities
All happen not at once
But
Right now at the moment
Of
Streaming consciousness
In white silence
November 14, 2025 at 4:59 PM
In violet sound noise
Space in pause
Pulsing without flowing
Under line
Sweating hands are full of possibilities
All happen not at once
But
Right now at the moment
Of
Streaming consciousness
In white silence
Space in pause
Pulsing without flowing
Under line
Sweating hands are full of possibilities
All happen not at once
But
Right now at the moment
Of
Streaming consciousness
In white silence
Reposted by Persona of entropy
14 November 1924 | Polish Jewish girl, Hina Nadolna, was born in Warsaw. She emigrated to France.
She was deported to #Auschwitz from #Drancy on 24 July 1942. She did not survive.
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A short video about the first two gas chambers created near Auschwitz II-Birkenau: https://youtu.be/Rr6lF75fDmU
She was deported to #Auschwitz from #Drancy on 24 July 1942. She did not survive.
---
A short video about the first two gas chambers created near Auschwitz II-Birkenau: https://youtu.be/Rr6lF75fDmU
November 14, 2025 at 3:00 PM
14 November 1924 | Polish Jewish girl, Hina Nadolna, was born in Warsaw. She emigrated to France.
She was deported to #Auschwitz from #Drancy on 24 July 1942. She did not survive.
---
A short video about the first two gas chambers created near Auschwitz II-Birkenau: https://youtu.be/Rr6lF75fDmU
She was deported to #Auschwitz from #Drancy on 24 July 1942. She did not survive.
---
A short video about the first two gas chambers created near Auschwitz II-Birkenau: https://youtu.be/Rr6lF75fDmU
It was the beginning of the building of borders inside of empty skulls
Concrete barriers with Barb wires on the top
Chanted nationalistic songs
For
Clueless masses at factories and shipping halls
All went well and we created empty land
Concrete barriers with Barb wires on the top
Chanted nationalistic songs
For
Clueless masses at factories and shipping halls
All went well and we created empty land
November 14, 2025 at 1:51 PM
It was the beginning of the building of borders inside of empty skulls
Concrete barriers with Barb wires on the top
Chanted nationalistic songs
For
Clueless masses at factories and shipping halls
All went well and we created empty land
Concrete barriers with Barb wires on the top
Chanted nationalistic songs
For
Clueless masses at factories and shipping halls
All went well and we created empty land
