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++= текст набивается под Gorgoroth -Antichrist-=+
| Tristania -Beyond the Veil-
| Cradle of Filth -Dusk and her Embrace-
| Immortal -At the the heart of winter-
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-= Not a simple Heresy has emerged, a golden Heresy has emerged! ;) =-
(c) Canny aka Cannibalius aka Cannibal/TL/NetSpec^2k+2
The semblance of the room in which the editor-in-chief of this
publications are tightly curtained with dark curtains - no light penetrates
in or out. In the twilight I can concentrate freely
What can't be said about the nasty summer sunlight, which
I hate it not because it’s “posturing” and the desire to be “bad”
evil uncle", but because the peculiarity of Canny’s organism
does not accept these ultraviolet radiations of a celestial body, for
which the grunts burned Giordano Bruno. My skin just cleaned up
burns out, and the capillaries in the head swell and knock like cast iron
the blocks of the locomotive, ready to burst. (You know the one in the South
Is it hot?) You can already fry eggs on the balcony. That's why I
I prefer cold and darkness when all other people are happy
life. But what can I do if I am like this? We just have to wait for winter...
Summer. What a nasty time of year, suitable only for
communication with camkamu, which undoubtedly rules, but I can’t wait,
to quickly get to the dry crypt, to plunge into the gloomy
bed with a white cushion, cross your armschest, close your eyes
and a veil of reflection on the frailty of existence and humanity
imperfections will finally come true. And no one will dare to disturb
my peace except for HER... SHE is always with me... Ah, Olya...
There is an irreplaceable PC on the table. The speakers hum quietly
sent by Daddy Karlo good old Graveworm, a Dos Navigator
obediently displays mental turns...
Hear the voice of moemy, for I am the Cannibal! :D 8-)
The tenth anniversary issue of our beloved and
the hated newspaper HeresY! Congratulations and congratulations
I accept. :) Such a small gap in output between this and 9m
number is in no way connected with my increased activity, but with
belated release of the previous issue. It should also be noted
that the production editor, that is, the coder, has changed - now the place
Kooll's honorable mention was taken by Looker/NetSpec.
Well, read, reflect and absorb information,
which we have prepared for you!
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After the release of Heresy VIII, some scene personalities
showed their displeasure about the trope being too heavy
(we are talking about the remix of My Dying Bride), present in the issue.
On the contrary, completely turned personalities liked the track. What
same, for those who do not have a specificmusic in the newspaper,
There is a button "M" or "Edit". :) In fact people
they forget that HeresY is a publication of a different level; music specially
selected by me from my personal collection and given to our catupy, in
I mean, musician Nik-O. Ultimately it is the melody that creates
that oppressive atmosphere in harmony with the articles, partially
approaching the combat conditions of creating a newspaper. After all, not one
the person did not appreciate that it had finally begun to appear in the Heresy
not just music from the gray mass, but death-doom developments,
which is essentially impossible on the ZX! Nik-O gave us
such an opportunity, having squeezed out all the juices from the AU, so that the dynamics of your
the speakers sounded as they should. Oh well. Wait, here you go
you will have an exotic intro to the nearest number, but everything has its own
time.
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+= Special thanks for this issue:
- Looker - His work is not visually visible, but without it you
you will never see new Heresies performed by Cannibal. Exactly
he bears the entire burden of responsibility for assembly, conversion
formats and debugging of Heresy, which is very difficult due to
non-human sources of the newspaper. 8-) How to organizer a new one
NetSpec Association, which aims to raise
Spectrum, it is not in words, but inactually implements this
grandiose idea. He will also be the one who will upgrade the viewer.
- Nik-O - For excellent remixes of heavy compositions that
at my request are implemented in AU/YM sound to create
reading the true atmosphere, close to the original, in
where the newspaper was made. I want to express my gratitude to this
person for being a true spektrumist, he, in
moments of my annatuu to minimalized computer
technology :) brings me back to the stage in an incomprehensible way,
just by turning on your old Kay.
- Daddy Karlo and Kuzmich - Daddy really helps
constructive and useful criticism, which reduces mental stress
errors and clerical errors of the editor-in-chief, i.e. me and also for him
copyright materials and in general, for being an advanced person. :)
Kuzmich (no less advanced Maine) helps heretics
materials that are most appropriately placed in articles
publications
And of course:
- Flying^DR - for an excellent, huge interview, in words
which he did not skimp on and told the stage everything as is.
- Gas 13 and Stanly/Stall - for assistance in preparing reviews
graphics.
- Milchar - for permission to post his article on
pages of Heresy.
- Skip_the Darkest aka PoP_HL^EC - for the submitted article o
your worldview.
- DWT/Karlo Computer Software - forproviding their
dark stories.
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+= Another year - another hair?
What should I tell you? Well, for example, I recently got drunk
Cannibal for some reason in some major hairdressing salon
ad - donate hair, planning well later
get drunk. I saw with horror how my skull and tail were exposed
hair fell to the floor... In the evening, Cannibal's body was clearly
drunk. It dragged itself to the threshold of the house, flashing its bare
head, although not bald, but which brought the neighbors to
confusion... Looking in the mirror, I discovered that I no longer
I see the old Cannibal, whose face was so reminiscent of someone’s face
from the Shyldiner brothers (Death group) hanging near the mirror
poster... It was already a different person... Hey...
Guys! Don't give up your hair! :'I
Don't cut your hair head!
--- excerpt from the guestbook of the resource www.gas13.narod.ru) ---
Cannibal> We need to grow over again. The power in our hair! :)
Gas 13> No need. The power of pixels in our arms! :)
Thoughts out loud> I wonder if Gas 13 lets his hair grow? :)))
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Do you knowdo you know Burial GFX Editor?
from third versions actually, after downloading in the process
initialization "outputs" something interesting on the AU? :)
I would also like to wish the authors of zx plug-ins (in particular,
HalfElf'y) for Far Manager, as well as Ivan Roshchin (creator
Best View) implement support for the Spectrum .hrp format -
archive packed using the Hrip v3.5 by DT utility. Do
everything is similar to the old ZIP. Because these same ZIPs are on
Spectrum has already been supplanted in favor of .hrp and it would be worth it not
deprive of attention, isn't it?
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Damn it, every month Russia is plunging into
the abyss of his spiritual and physical death. I'm starting to get strong
disturb the purity of our nation, the purity of Slavic blood. you
look at the Bulgarians: what is left of them? Only the language.
The nation disappeared as such, dissolved in the blood of the conquerors and
neighbors. What's happening in Russia? Crowds of emigrants from former
Soviet southern republics come to our country, settling here,
multiplying, occupying the jobs of _Russians_, they impose
_your_ culture. The North Caucasus is a ticking time bomb
actions and if an interethnic war breaks out in our country (a
this could happen soon becausemore than half of the residents of Kuban -
foreigners and NOT Slavs), then the bloody feud will continue precisely
from here.
Everything that politicians say about rymahhoctu and globalization -
that's all, sorry, hu..ya. Foreigners are enemies. And these are not empty
words. When their number exceeds the number of Slavs,
inhabiting a single city or village, they begin to become impudent.
This is simply terrible! They marry our women,
mixed-race children are born. These are no longer Russians. Infection from Kuban
will climb higher. This is how our nation will disappear. What language will we speak?
talk? Russian. But who will these big-nosed “Russians” be? I understand
skins, fascists and Cossacks in their quest to cleanse the Motherland of
foreigners. But I also clearly understand that fascism in power is
complete collapse, massacre and the most obvious end of the East Slavic
civilization. I am against physical violence - why these
senseless victims? Just politically expel strangers and that’s it.
This is not fascism, this is the instinct of self-preservation.
Well, our governor tried inhumane ways
deport foreigners back, but no, he was accused of
camoynpabctbe and national persecution! The Kremlin and the Jewish managers
against! Damn, how can they not understand that we are not America. We can't
(like other European nationalities) to be a rabble of crap.
You need to be friendly with other nations, but keep your own
originality,national culture and most importantly - blood, white
Slavic blood. Our children must be born pure and white,
what our ancestors were like. Enough madness!
Even if they accuse me of fascism, it’s on my side. Moreover, I
I despise fascism, being exposed to its cruelty and
destruction. I respect other nationalities, however
I believe that if they are on our land, they are guests and should lead
behave modestly, not defiantly.
There will be no brotherhood of races!
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+= Bike Show IV: skin's torture?
Hmmm. This is how it would be like such a grand event like
the fourth South Russian Bike Show, traditionally dedicated to
bikers and metalheads of all stripes and passions. Like
to be expected, Cannibal and his comrades thoroughly
prepared for such an event. Planned perfectly
hang out and write a detailed report. Already been
agreement to take special interview with the hardcore gang "Grandchildren"
Schwarznegger" from Rostov-on-Don... But in reality it was not
Bike Show, it was a real skinny thing. Horde of stupid bald people
The scumbags ruined such an honorable event once again.
What can I say? Fascist skins are like rabid dogs,
the treatment of which you yourself know iswhat...
The fascists began to go on a rampage and in a larger crowd
to give away for nothing to ordinary guys who came to have a good time
time. We stood with Merlin, didn’t touch anyone, looked at
stage. Here the obviously drunk bodies of the shaved "cut" are driving in and
trying to get divorced. It didn't work out for a fight, because... as if we weren't being rude
(what to take from the smoked ones?), and it seemed like they got away with it, but under
the distribution was given to another person, which is a shame. This time it was beaten
a lot of people. Just like that. Even some girl got a black eye
sanded, jackals. Of course, these are all posers and real skins
They don’t do this kind of thing, but something has happened to minors lately
there are a lot of posers...
There will be no report from this Bike Show. There is no
mood to write it. In short, I can say that to us
Moscow's Butterfly Temple (!) came to visit. That's where I am exactly
shook his head, rattling his pentagrams, waving his little T-shirt and
generally having lost seven sweats, in conclusion he took the bassist and
growl vocalizer by autograph. Like this. Even in slam
took part. :) (this is such a specific dance of metalheads -
people are shaking and trying to knock down the person standing next to him)
Later there was Skinovism. I was precipitated, having been subjected to
wildest depression. What next? Then I went to someone and we went
about my own Blacker affairs, which I won’t describe.
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Looker>
... She walks through courtyards, along dirty entrances. Slips into narrow
and dark alleys. Sometimes he jumps out onto wide avenues:
will crush, kill, click with its teeth, open its mouth, and again
hide. Creature. Creature.
Prowls through attics and basements, falls like a stone from high roofs
houses, looking into empty black windows. Scares, scares and -
runs away, wheezing: “I’m here, next to you, remember! Don’t forget!...”
You're a bitch, Death. I hate you. You are always there, always close.
I hate it. Call, extend your hand to someone: there is no hand nearby,
the kind hand of a loved one, and she is right there, wet
he fumbles and tickles your palm with his palm.
There is nothing in the world, I don’t believe in anything: neither in aliens, nor in
psychics, neither in palmistry, nor in astrology. Even God
it seems not. But here it is. I believe. Walks, wanders, around yes
approx. Alive.
F and in a I S m e r t.
Death. Here is a pigeon crushed by a car at the threshold of the entrance: she
was walking. The boys hung the cat from a tree: she was pushing them by the hands.
The leaves fell from the apple tree: she was breathing. Do you hear, do you hear? On the stairs
The old woman is walking, rattling empty bottles in her bag. I'm tired
suffocates, and she is on her feet,steps on your heels, hurries you
pushes the old woman in the back. It wheezes, breathes rottenness, the reptile... On
I wrote in chalk on the entrance wall: “DEATH.” And on the old apple tree
I cut out with a penknife: “VASYA+ASYA=LOVE.” Laughed
had fun: ah, love, love!
Death. Death. Death.
In communal apartments, death sits in the doorbell buttons.
You press the button and it flies out. True, true. Give it a try.
Tyrrrrrrrr! Who's calling? Postman with a telegram: come
urgently, are they all dead? Or is it Paskolnikov with an ax? Who's that there
going up the stairs? Who has a knife in his hand? Who hid, who
can't breathe there in the dark? Is it you, Death?
You, you.
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