Alex Escobar Blanco Dear colleagues! I am sharing with you the translation of Alex Escobar Blanco’s psychoanalytic note (El Salvador) La leche derramada del Khan . Below the translation I will give my comment. The original article can be found at the link: https://medium.com/@escobarblancoalex/la-leche-derramada-del-khan-19efc85c293c . Milk Spilled by Khan Notes on psychoanalysis. Alex Escobar Blanco.

The second day, oil is coming from the bathroom of the “rooms” in the Dvina Hotel in the wonderful town of Polotsk. Well, not real black oil, but warm water, painted in a golden hue, reeking of machine oil and leaving a slippery film with a disgusting smell on your hands. Today I (out of nothing to do and because of my scandalous nature) turned to the reception: — Excuse me, but what kind of water with the smell and taste of oil comes from the tap of number XXX? -What do you mean?

As soon as I arrived at the place, another small stopover city on my Great Silk Road, I threw my backpack into the hotel room and went in search of a place to have a snack or even a hearty lunch, since I didn’t have poppy dew in my mouth in the morning. Having found some decent, as it seemed to me, cafe, I sat down at a table with a snow-white tablecloth, served as in a restaurant, and looked around. The dining room was packed.

New trees embrace summer Birds make new nests on them New alchemy, new nature Our new land These lines from the song “Glory to the Psychonauts” contain the only mention of alchemy by Yegor Letov - and, as far as we have been able to find out, not only in poetry, but also in any public statements. Not only that!

Life is a series of natural accidents. Which are not accidents at all, but it’s so nice to think about. Yegorushka came to the Belarusian plant completely by accident. First, he accidentally moved to a place where no one was expecting him, he accidentally ended up in the city he ended up in, he accidentally ended up at a factory...

At first it was worms. Ordinary fatty, and not so fat, earthworms, which the next rainstorm washed out in thousands onto the sidewalks and roads. And then he picked up the next worm and carefully and as if some kind of jewel transferred it to the ground tousled by the rain and also carefully lowered it there, closer to his native element. After all, it is God's creature. Then the worms were replaced by snails.

About Svema, about anamnesis, and about the word that we have and which the Western theory of photography does not have Dmitry Anatolyevich Musella “Nostalgia” 1983: Tarkovsky, in exile, makes a film with an Italian title, telling about the Russian condition, for which there is no word in Italian.

[Blonde Redhead's "Barragán" echoes throughou t the Aty-Baty-Plato's cave behind Lady M's back] This is how any “news, chi їїнфіка, с # Ukraine ” can sound, read by a person born * in the looking-glass territory, without having experienced - fortunately - all the charm of a poisonous sharp, as well as the thirst for veneration before [beyond his years and not according to the Greeks] a bearded person in Desert Storm-style camouflage (roughly translated by the super-trusted presidential by

Ge-stell So, I'll start with an example. One who is able to communicate in advance the Laque-Labarthean manner and maneuver, the hand and rhythm of his surgery - I cannot do more in the introduction. Accepting all the risks and limitations and wishing above all that Lacoue-Labarthe himself be read, I will limit myself to three examples, each time following only one thread: desistance .

Since Russia's invasion of Ukraine, there have been countless debates about how the war affected the Russian economy. At the beginning, many economists had assumptions that the country's economy would quickly collapse, but these predictions did not come true. Following a decline caused by adaptation to war conditions, the Russian economy showed significant growth in 2023 and 2024, driven by a major injection of public funds.

And here I am again... I’m walking along the familiar streets of those old places, “where I was young at heart,” through my childhood district, which I haven’t been to for almost twenty years... How everything here has simultaneously changed and at the same time remained the same, the way I remembered everything.