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Kasamatsu Shirou 笠松紫浪 (1878 - 1973)

Rain at Shimbashi 新橋の雨 - Tokyo, Japan - Feb. 1936

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Pre-Heresy Kriegers colonizing their planet

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A doodle of the Earliest Krieg guardsman bringing order to their planet of Krieg for a hundred years of grinding warfare to purge the heretical rebels.

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Trench T/259 by Filip Haking.

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Soviet Afghan War, the song of the soviet air assault units.

From the American 1989 documentary Afgan: The Soviet Experience

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Honnōji Academy Elite Four, Kill la Kill (2013)

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“Bunker 6A”, by Pepe Moreno for Heavy Metal Magazine, 1983

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Supper Wagon. 1938. Yoshida Tôshi. Japanese 1911-1995. Carnegie Museum of Art.

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ONE OF A KIND

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“The snow fell gently onto the grave covering a wooden cross A guy with graying temples, lonely looks into far the sky It is sad and calm at the graveyard, life wont disturb the silence only the guys detached voice you can hear hardly speak into the void

Mamma, Mamma, why aren’t you greeting your son iv’e returned from that terrifying war Mamma, Mamma, iv’e always done how you have taught me: Don’t kill, don’t lie, and don’t steal 

He remembers that little yard in Moscow, His mother by the opened window “you serve, son, and do not worry Just don’t worry about me For you, my dear, i will pray so that my soul will not be charred so that my heart does not become stale remember that good is stronger then evil”

He got into Chechnya and witnessed alot different sorrows and evil easy, his path was not but his mothers prayer, kept him safe…. kept him safe from death and misfortune from the unnecessary murders, she kept him safe her son not once onto the children and the women, lift his cocked barrel 

But fate is a treacherous villain, there is no justice in her deeds. out of Chechnya to Moscow, in a deadly cargo, a party of explosives had arrived. and a terrible explosion separated… the mother and son for ever

how can i now believe in justice? that kindness saves the world… Mamma, Mamma, why aren’t you greeting your son?! Iv,e returned, do you hear me, look!! Mamma, iv’e always done how you taught me only there is no rules in war…

The snow gently fell onto the grave the ground was becoming white A guy with graying temples, lost himself, in a peaceful life lost, and in his heart there is no peace and in his soul there is nothing but a void “forgive me, forgive me, dear (mother),  that i did not protect you from evil..”

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Brazilian BOPE

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Concept art for Disney’s PINOCCHIO (1940) by Swedish-American illustrator, Gustaf Tenggren.

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