Halina Rawinis

[Peggy @smutnahistoria]

Jeśli dziewczyna widziała ten filmik to pewnie jeszcze jest w omdleniu :)))

[OPat_Sławek🏴🎼🏴 #NieDlaPislandii @ObserwPatologii]

Pomysł przez grafikę podrzucił @GudPie_1 👋 i tak powstała ✨️
"SYMFONIA WAZELINIARZY" 🎶
Daj🫵głośniej 🔊🎶🔊 #TikTłok 😎

To Symfonia z Wazeliny gdzie zjechały się padliny🎶
Gawryluki, zakolaki, i inne usłużne pismaki🎶
to historia lizusiarstwa i lizania dupy
Nikt kto odrobinę myśli tego już nie kupi🎶

Stanowski przy "Nawruskim" ma usłużną minę,
Zamiast trudnych pytań, wciska wazelinę.🎶
Gdy rezydent pierdnie, ten woła: „SYMFONIA!”
Tak teraz wygląda medialna autonomia.🎶

Gawryluk obok czuwa, by nie zadrżał tron,
każde jej pytanie to bezpieczny schron🎶
Tu nie liczą się fakty, rachunek czy wina —
Ważne, żeby kamera dla władzy była miła.🎶

To jest symfonia wazeliniarzy,🎶
To Chór pochlebców, dla zwykłej ciemnoty.🎶
Kiedy im snusiarz wystawia scenę,
Medialne dziwki ćwiczą ukłon złoty.

To nie jest wywiad, tylko dekoracja,
To Nie debata, to tępa narracja.🎶
Trudne pytania? - Tylko w serialu!,
Dziś "PIS" z "Nawruskim" mają jak w raju.🎶

Na stole wielkie hasła, pod stołem mały skłon,
Większość włazi w dupę, nie pyta co dziś wziął🎶
Po co mówić o faktach i odpowiedzialności,
Mogłoby to popsuć obraz🎶 "najwyższej boskości"

Media stroją mikrofony jak🎶 świąteczne prezenty,
Zamiast kontrolować władzę, powielają fejki🎶
A widz dostaje spektakl, gdzie wszystko z góry znane:
Pytania są wygodne, odpowiedzi ustalane🎶

To jest symfonia wazeliniarzy,
To Chór pochlebców, dla zwykłej ciemnoty.
....

Mikrofon zamiast pytać, zaczął bić pokłony,🎶
Każdy trudny temat pod dywan zmieciony🎶
Gdy władzy schlebiają bez cienia krytyki,
To już nie są media — to medialne dziwki🎶

Dziś kamera jest lustrem, gdzie🎶 przegląda się władza
Dziennikarz zamiast pytać, zaczyna jej dogadzać.🎶
Gdy partia rzuca slogan, natychmiast rośnie chór,
A każda rysa na obrazie znika pod warstwą piór.🎶

Lecz pamięć jest uparta, prawda czeka na swój czas,🎶
A każdy ukłon na zgodę, to policzek w twarz.
Gdy opadnie brokat, kurz i propagandy dym,🎶
Zostanie pytanie: kto był uczciwy, a kto kłaniał się im?

To jest symfonia wazeliniarzy,🎶
To Chór pochlebców, dla zwykłej ciemnoty.
...🎶

Zakolak przy snusiarzu — elegancki "ćwok"🎶
"Republika" zaś pilnuje, by nie nastąpił szok.🎶
A gdy kurtyna spadnie, zostanie pusty ton —
I echo słów: „SYMFONIA!”, choć to dalej gra o tron🎶

Udanego weekendu 🍻 i przysłowie apostolskie:
"Jedzcie, pijcie, apostołach nie rzygajcie" 🤣😁🤣

[Morgan J. Freeman @mjfree]

Goodnight 🌙

Here’s a little lullaby… pure brilliance 🎶 🎶🎶 Enjoy!

[Todd Spence @Todd_Spence]

When Dire Straits took the stage at Live Aid in '85, most fans had no idea why Sting joined them, but when he started singing the opening lyrics to "Money For Nothing", they realized it was his voice on the radio hit which widely went unnoticed til then �� Goosebumps when Mark Knopfler finally plays that guitar riff and the crowd takes over for the drums.

[Ally @AllyMcItalia]

Bellissima Varsavia 😍♥️🧜🏻‍♀️

#Varsavia #Warsaw #Warszawa

[MagdaLena 🇵🇱 🏳️‍🌈 🇪🇺 @Magdale48297675]

Rowan Atkinson powiedział kiedyś:

"Dystans jest jedyną odpowiedzią na brak szacunku.
Nie reaguj.
Nie kłóć się.
Nie daj się wciągnąć w dramaty.
Po prostu usuń swoją obecność."

Czasem odejście to nie słabość, to mądrość.
Nie przegrywasz bitwy, lecz chronisz swój spokój.
Im mniej energii dajesz tym, którzy cię nie cenią,
tym więcej masz jej dla ludzi i spraw, które naprawdę się liczą.

[Massimo @Rainmaker1973]

Children's drawings brought to life by AI

[✏️ thingsihavedrawn]

[𝗖𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗠𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀 @Old_But_Gold50s]

"Lacrimosa" (Latin for "full of tears"). A masterpiece of oratorio. My favorite, most iconic, and most moving movement in Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart's Requiem in D minor. It moves me deeply...

[prof. Bogdan Chojnicki @Chojnicki_]

Chciałbym Was dziś oprowadzić po mokradłach - polskim skarbie narodowym.

Często nie doceniamy ich znaczenia, a to bezcenny zasób, również do walki ze zmianą klimatu.

[Jose Saramago @Saramago_Polska]

Czasem wystarczy z pozoru prosta myśl, by mój mózg był zajęty na długo. #Saramago ma tu rację 🤔
„Masz na myśli,że mamy za dużo słów? Mam na myśli,że mamy za mało emocji.A może mamy wystarczająco dużo emocji,ale przestaliśmy używać słów, aby je wyrazić, i dlatego je straciliśmy”.

[𝗖𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗠𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀 @Old_But_Gold50s]

A striking scene from Miloš Forman's film "Amadeus." In it, the aria "Non più andrai, farfallone amoroso" from the opera Le nozze di Figaro is used to show us that any melody reinterpreted by Mozart will overshadow any original melody by Salieri.

[j wall ✡ @jwhaifa]

In 1943, the Gestapo finally caught Raymond Aubrac — one of France's most wanted Resistance leaders. He was sentenced to death. His execution was days away.
His wife Lucie was six months pregnant.
Most people would have hidden. Would have grieved quietly and prayed for a miracle. Lucie Aubrac did something else entirely. She obtained forged identity papers, constructed a cover story, and walked straight into the office of Klaus Barbie — the man history would remember as the Butcher of Lyon — and convinced him to grant her a visit with the condemned man.
She wasn't there to say goodbye.
She was memorizing guard positions. Counting minutes. Mapping the route the prison truck would take.
On October 21, 1943, that truck rolled through the streets of Lyon carrying Raymond and other prisoners toward what should have been the end. Lucie had spent weeks quietly assembling a team of Resistance fighters, planning an ambush with the precision of a military operation. When the truck reached the ambush point, the team struck — fast, coordinated, and without hesitation.
In the chaos of gunfire and confusion, Raymond Aubrac was pulled free.
Lucie — visibly, unmistakably pregnant — had organized every detail of his liberation.
They went into hiding. Weeks later, Lucie gave birth to their daughter in a safe house while German forces searched for them across France. When liberation finally came, the Aubracs didn't merely survive — they rebuilt.
Raymond became a celebrated engineer and entered public life. Lucie became a historian, pouring decades into ensuring that the women of the French Resistance — so often unnamed, so easily forgotten — were written permanently into the record. They raised three children. They traveled the world. They argued and laughed and grew old together.
When journalists asked Lucie, years later, what had compelled her to risk everything that October day, she didn't hesitate.
"He was my husband. What else would I do?"
Lucie Aubrac passed away in 2007 at the age of 94. Raymond — who had once needed a commando team to be freed from a German prison — lived on until 2012, reaching 97 years old. In his final years, he continued speaking publicly about the Resistance, about memory, about the obligation to tell the truth.
They had been married for 64 years.
Not a love story built on grand gestures or perfect circumstances. A love story built in occupied France, in safe houses and forged documents and a prison truck ambush on a Lyon street — forged in fire, and never broken.
True love doesn't wait for rescue. Sometimes, it does the rescuing

[Andrzej @AndrzejZmiasta]

Słucha ktoś jeszcze takiej muzyki?😉
Franck Pourcel & Grand Orchestre – Soleado 🎶

[(Re)découvrez PARIS, le compte 100% PARIS 🇫🇷 @parisvisites]

Quand avec l’aide de l’I.A, hommage étonnant et nostalgique est rendu à quelques grands noms du cinéma français à l’occasion du festival de Cannes... stars qui ont beaucoup tourné... à #Paris !
(c)”Monsieur Seby”on tiktok
https://t.co/lEYcJwOCj4

[Dr. M.F. Khan @Dr_TheHistories]

Instead of hiding his daughter with Down syndrome, Charles de Gaulle raised her proudly and she became the heart of his life....

When Charles de Gaulle died in 1970, he made a quiet request that surprised many. He did not want a grand state funeral in Paris. He asked to be buried in the small village of Colombey les Deux Églises, beside his daughter Anne. For him, that resting place mattered more than any monument.

Anne was born on New Year’s Day in 1928, youngest of three children. She had Down syndrome, a condition surrounded by fear and misinformation at the time. Doctors and society often blamed parents and urged families to hide children like her from public view. For families of power and status, sending such children away was considered normal. Charles and his wife Yvonne refused. They raised Anne at home with her brother Philippe and sister Élisabeth. There was no secrecy, no shame, no separation. She was simply their daughter.

To the world, de Gaulle was distant and unyielding. A leader shaped by war, discipline, and command. But inside his home, Anne revealed a side few ever saw. With her, he laughed freely. He sang songs, told stories, and played games. Friends noticed that the man who rarely showed emotion softened completely in her presence. He called her my joy. Anne asked nothing of him except love, and in that simplicity, he found peace. She was never treated as fragile or inferior. She was respected fully, included always, and loved without condition.

That love did not end within the family. After the war, Charles and Yvonne founded the Fondation Anne de Gaulle. They turned a château into a home for young women with intellectual disabilities, many of whom had been abandoned. At a time when support barely existed, they chose action over silence.

Anne’s life was short. She died of pneumonia in 1948, just after turning twenty, in her father’s arms. In his grief, de Gaulle whispered that now she was like the others, finally free from the limits the world had placed on her.

After her death, he carried her photograph everywhere. He believed her presence protected him, even during an assassination attempt years later. Whether faith or fate, he never doubted her importance in his life.

Charles de Gaulle found his deepest calm not in leadership or victory, but in loving a child the world did not understand. His family showed that dignity is not about ability. It is about how fiercely we choose to care.

© Soul Whisper

#drthehistories

[Natural Philosophy @Naturalphilosy]

“Social media gives legions of idiots the right to speak when they once only spoke at a bar after a glass of wine, without harming the community... but now they have the same right to speak as a Nobel Prize winner. It's the invasion of the idiots.”

— Umberto Eco

[Robert Karcher 🇵🇱🇩🇪🇪🇺 @Robert08938405]

Prawda

[𝗖𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗠𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀 @Old_But_Gold50s]

Amazing! 😍 And that deep bass voice was the biggest surprise—so rich and powerful.

#vocals #seashanty #acapella

[𝗖𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗠𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀 @Old_But_Gold50s]

🤦 It's probably every musician's worst nightmare: imagine yourself sitting on stage ready to play a concerto and the orchestra begins to perform a completely different piece...😮 That's exactly what happened to the great Maria João Pires in 1999 when she stepped in to replace another pianist on short notice. In a formidable tour de force performance, Pires changed course and miraculously didn't miss a beat of Mozart's Piano Concerto No. 20 (and not No. 23 like she had been expecting!) alongside Riccardo Chailly and the Concertgebouworkest. 🤦

[Halina Rawinis @HRawinis]

https://t.co/BHta7uqgTe