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CREATION FROM SUBLIMATION AND BEAUTY OF THE ABNORMALITY OF THE POPULATION
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3 years ago

"SCENE OF ROCK"
ONE A YEAR, DURING A CERTAIN TIME, A CERTAIN PLACE ON A FESTIVAL CALLED 'MALMÖFESTIVALEN' , THERE IS A STAGE, WHERE ROCK, METAL, PUNK COLLIDE.
WELCOME TO THE ROCKSTAGE.
WHERE ARTISTS AROUND THE COUNTRY, NATIONALLY OR INTERNATIONAL GATHER TO PLAY ROCK, MOSH AND JUST HAVE A GOOD TIME.
IN 2024, I WAS THERE ASWELL, UNFORTUNATELY, I DID NOT DOCUMENT MUCH, SO I FIGURED THAT I SHOULD THIS YEAR.

SUMMARISED, THIS WHAT THE ROCKSTAGE IS:
"THE ROCK STAGE MALMÖ ASSOCIATION IS RUN 100% NON-PROFIT. THIS MEANS THAT ALL OUR POSSIBLE SURPLUS IS REINVESTED IN CREATING EVEN MORE PLAYING OPPORTUNITIES FOR THE BANDS THAT ARE IN THE LAYER BETWEEN COMMERCIAL AND AMATEUR."
ME AS AN ARTIST AND CREATOR, I'M ALWAYS ON THE LOOKOUT FOR SOMETHING NEW. AND THIS STAGE DELIVERED IN EVERY ASPECT.

SADLY, I DID NOT MANAGE TO CAPTURE AND GET TO SEE EVERY BAND THAT WAS THERE. BUT I WOULD LIKE TO THANK EVERY SINGLE ARTIST COMING OUT AND SHOWING THEIR MUSIC, ART AND CREATIVITY. THIS IS WHAT WE ALL DO AND STRIFE FOR. WE ALL WANT TO BE INCLUDED IN THIS GENERATION THAT WE ARE IN, AND WHAT OTHER WAY TO DO IT THAN SOME CLEAN, SIMPLE ROCK N ROLL?

I WOULD LIKE TO THANK @rockstagemalmo AND THEIR TEAM FOR, YET AGAIN, ROCKING OUR SOCKS OFF, CONTRIBUTING TO A COMMUNITY THAT'S ALWAYS READY ROCK 'N' ROLL.
I ALSO WANNA THANK THE FOLLOWING BANDS FOR COMING OUT, ROCK ON! 🤘

@bloodstain.official
@liarthiefbandit
@glanziggbg
@dreamevilband
@viltband
@herrgarmanofficial
@throne_of_roaches
@rotegg.crust
@primalstateofficial
@supertuesdayband
@lackland.band
@bullsonparade_fbg
@corroded_sweden
Bad Habit
@igarofficiell
@acoriseofficial
@storhovding_band
@guenna.music
@deathchantnoise
@misterkiteofficial
@sabancayaband
@mawizakvlt
@ravenbannerband
@besvaretmusic
@dick_stunbolt
@miss.harries
@theheadlinesofficial
@bandetvethut
@erikaerika666
@colorstonetheband
@childrenofthesuun
@supralunar
@modesty.swe
Felin
@queen_tribute_live
@browsingcollection Collection by @mwxl__

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a year ago

are you supposed to get it?
i don't think so.
once you free your mind of what can and not be creative you can do anything.
me personally, my art is like a middle finger to what can and can not be such.
whatever it is, I do it, why do it otherwise?
i want to disturb the comfortable while comfort the disturbed.
and let them ask: "Why the fuck did you do this?" by @mwxl__

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a year ago

cause what is art actually

anything can be art

including my hat

and glasses

10 million bid

while a billion rats sit and stare by @mwxl__

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a year ago

"UNHOLY TRINITY"

'It doesn't get more blasphemous than this...'
I don't think there's any other black metal band that has shifted and changed throughout the years while still keeping their brutality like the band @behemothofficial .
Yesterday, I got to experience their sheer force of unholy power once again.
With the thundering drums of Inferno, the earth shattering bass of Orion, the lightning shreds from Seth and the fire in Nergal's voice. All coming together as one, crowd and band to rejoice in the dark.
Fire and smoke casting from the sides, moshpits scurrying like ferocious rats, the voices of many cheering on with fire in their hearts.
To experience such incredible energy, force and unity is unmeasurable, it means the world to me to see such talented people bringing 200% into their work and craft.

I want to sincerely thank @behemothofficial , @rottingchristofficial , @satyriconofficial and the 'crew' behind each band for coming along on this unholy trip. To bring pure black metal brutality to the masses. We look forward to seeing you once again.

HAIL! 🤘 by @mwxl__

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a year ago

PART I: LIMBO

TO WALK THROUGH AN UNKNOWN WORLD, A VOID OF MY INNER HATRED AND THOUGHTS.
A WORLD I DID NOT KNOW WAS POSSIBLE. A PLACE I HIDE IN, SOMETIMES SEEK IN, TO BE FIND COMFORT IN DISCOMFORT. THAT IS WHAT I SEEK.

TO FIND MEANING IN THE BEYOND, THE ABYSS, THE VOID HAS ALWAYS FASCINATED ME. I WISH TO EXPERIENCE THAT DARKNESS WITHIN ME.

NOISE BY @purge_hn by @mwxl__

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a year ago

welcome.
spring has awaken once again.
all that has been sleeping in bliss in the cold, harsh winter will wake again.
let the floras and fauna flourish all over the whistling wind.
and the sun will rise again. by @mwxl__

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a year ago

"STJÄRNHIMMEL"

DO YOU EVER LOOK UP IN THE SKY, WONDERING WHAT IS OUT THERE? WHO IS OUT THERE? I'VE BEEN DOING THAT AS OF LOT, BUT I'VE ALSO TAKEN A BREAK FROM MYSELF.
TO LIVE WITH PERFECTIONISM IS BOTH A GIFT AND A CURSE. YOU ALWAYS STRIVE FOR BETTER, BUT THE BETTER IS NEVER GOOD ENOUGH. SO SOMETIMES YOU LOOK UP AT THE SKY AND WONDER.

OUT IN THE COUNTRYSIDE, WHERE I TEND TO VISIT, IT WAS A COLD, WINDLESS NIGHT AND THE STARS WERE OUT.
SO, I HEADED UP TO MY BALCONY, TOOK A SMALL MATTRESS AND JUST LOOKED UP.
SILENCE.
JUST OCCASIONAL AMBIENCE OF THE NATURE SURROUNDING ME.
I WAS AT PEACE. IT FELT LIKE I WAS ONCE WITH THE UNIVERSE AND ONE WITH MYSELF. MY BODY AND MIND INTERTWINED WITH EVERYTHING AT ALL AS I STARED INTO NOTHINGNESS.

I WISH TO EXPERIENCE THAT FEELING AGAIN.
IT MAY COME LATER, IT MAY COME SOONER.
BUT I SINCERELY WISH - THAT WHEREVER YOU ARE IN LIFE. TAKE A SECOND AND JUST EXIST HERE AND NOW. FORGET EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING YOU'RE DOING, AND BE ONE WITH YOURSELF. by @mwxl__

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a year ago

"ETT DYSTERT ÖDE"

THROUGHOUT MY LIFE I'VE ALWAYS TRIED TO LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE. I'VE ALWAYS TRIED TO BE CHIPPER, TO BE SOMEONE'S REASON TO SMILE AND CONTINUE. TO ALWAYS BE A DRIVE FORCE FOR EVERYONE ELSE TO KEEP GOING. TO CONTINUE TO DRIVE THAT TOURCH BURNING, A FIRE WITHIN THEIR SOUL BURNING BRIGHT AS EVER.
THROUGHOUT THAT TIME, I SLOWLY BECAME SOMETHING ELSE...

WHEN YOU ALWAYS TRY TO PLEASE OTHERS, SLOWLY BUT SURELY, EVENTUALLY, YOU WILL FORGET ABOUT YOURSELF. YOU'RE NOW JUST A MERELY GHOST OF YOUR FORMER SELF. THE LIFE YOU'VE BEEN LIVING WAS NOTHING THAN JUST BURIED TIME AND WASTED ENERGY. YOU SIMPLY QUESTION WHO YOU WERE ALL ALONG.

A FLAME THAT USED TO BURN WITHIN ME FOR A LONG TIME HAS BECOME WEAKER AND WEAKER WITH TIME. DAYS BECOME WEEKS, WEEKS BECOME MONTHS AND MONTHS BECOME YEARS. A CHOKING, VICIOUS PAIN, LIKE A SNAKE HAS KEPT ME IN MY OWN MENTAL PRISON. SEEKING FOR A LIGHT THAT ISN'T THERE, PRAYED FOR AN ANSWER WHERE THE EARS HAVE FALLEN DEAF. A MOUTH THAT SCREAMS BUT NO ONE HEARS.
WHAT DOES A MAN DO, WHEN HE LOST ALL DRIVE AND SENSE TO CONTINUE? WHAT IS A MAN, BUT AN EMPTY SHELL OF HIS FORMER SELF?

ENDLESS NIGHTS HAVE TURNED INTO PONDERING, QUESTIONING AND CRYING. ASKING 'WHY?' IS SOMEONE TESTING ME? IS THIS A PART OF MY JOURNEY? SO MANY QUESTIONS, OF WHICH NONE I CAN ANSWER.
HOW MANY TIMES TO I NEED TO BE BROKEN DOWN TO BECOME SOMETHING GREATER? HOW MUCH MORE WILL I NEED TO ENDURE TO REACH MY SUMMIT? HOW MANY FALSE PROMISES WILL I HAVE TO HEAR? HOW TIMES WILL LIES DEAFEN ME?

I ASK: HOW MUCH DO I NEED TO ENDURE, BEFORE MY REST AND FOR HOW LONG? OR, CAN I SIMPLY JUST REST FOR GOOD? by @mwxl__

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2 years ago

"GRAV"

IT'S A COLD WINTER NIGHT, FULL MOON SHINES IN THE SILENT SKY. NO SINGLE SOUND HEARD THAN THE WALLOWING WIND THAT ECHOES THROUGHOUT THE TOMBS.

I'VE ALWAYS FOUND FASCINATION IN THE DARK. IT'S AN ODD, COMFORTING FEELING FOR ME. EVERY NOW AND THEN I TAKE MY WALK, USALLY BY MIDNIGHT, WHEN IT SNOWS OR FOG EMERGES, I WALK TO THE CEMETERY.
HERE I FIND COMFORT.

IT'S THE PERFECT TIME FOR ME TO REFLECT AND BE MYSELF. A MEMENTO-MORI OF A SORTS, TO BE ONE WITH NATURE. "TILL ASKA SKA VI ÅTER BLI" by @mwxl__

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2 years ago

it's cold.

but i'm happy within here by @mwxl__

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2 years ago

"VÄGEN TILL DOMNAT LJUS"

ONCE, THIS TRAIL WAS CROWNED WITH GOLD,
THE WHISPERS OF SUMMER, THE WARMTH TO HOLD.
FIELDS ALIVE, WITH LAUGHTER’S BLOOM,
NOW SHROUDED IN A SUNLESS GLOOM.

WHERE IS THE FIRE THAT ONCE KISSED THE AIR?
NOW ASHEN SKIES LEAVE THE SOUL BARE.
THE WOODEN RAILS SPLINTER WITH AGE,
MARKING THE PATH TO A SILENT STAGE.

THIS HOLLOW GROUND, A MEMORY’S GRAVE,
HOLDS THE JOY I COULD NOT SAVE.
THE TREES ONCE SANG IN VIBRANT HUES,
NOW THEIR SONGS ARE COLD, SUBDUED.

HOW CRUEL THE SEASONS, HOW SHARP THEIR STING,
TO STEAL THE BEAUTY THAT TIME USED TO BRING.
THE GREENS HAVE WITHERED, THE DAYS TURN GRAY,
AND HAPPINESS FADES, A GHOST ASTRAY.

YET THE WIND CARRIES A FAINT REFRAIN,
OF ECHOES LOST, OF JOY AND PAIN.
IN THIS DESOLATION, I WALK ALONE,
SEEKING THE LIGHT I’VE ALWAYS KNOWN.

WILL THE SPRING RETURN, OR IS THIS MY FATE?
TO WANDER FOREVER IN A FADED STATE.
GREY AND DULL, THIS WORLD I SEE,
YET STILL, I DREAM OF WHAT COULD BE. by @mwxl__

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2 years ago