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Scenes From The Atlanta Forest Website Is Offline
This is our last canary,
you can find our pgp key on our canary page at https://web.archive.org/web/https://scenes.noblogs.org/submissions/promise/
As of 11/22/2024(MM/DD/YYYY), no-one working on this project, nor the project itself has ever received a National Security Letter, an order under the Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act, has been contacted by law enforcement, contacted by any government entity, has been served a subpoena for a Grand Jury related to this project, or any other classified request for user information. If we ever receive such a request, we would seek to let the public know.
This project has come to a close.
The noblogs team Autistici/Inventati decided to shut down this blog shortly following the republication of the Heritage Foundation dox from againstbeltwayfascism.noblogs.org and after the dox of the Elbit Systems of America. This blog hosted a great deal of antagonistic content over the years, and we are thankful to the Autistici/Inventati team for allowing a majority of the content to remain up for so long. They undoubtedly tolerated a great deal of resistance – we trust that their decision to shut down the blog did not come lightly.
the addresses published in the aforementioned two doxxes are still easily available on https://web.archive.org/web/sceneshosting.blackblogs.org and https://web.archive.org/web/20240815105347/https://againstbeltwayfascism.noblogs.org/the-fascists-of-the-heritage-foundation/, https://web.archive.org/web/20240815105347/https://againstbeltwayfascism.noblogs.org/heritage-staff-listed-as-contributors/, and a significant archive of the rest of the blog is hosted at
https://web.archive.org/web/https://scenes.noblogs.org/
This site served as a nexus for anonymous publication, a space for engaging in dialogue with other rebels, and a place to spread complicity and proliferate autonomous activity.
Please keep those who are languishing in jails for accusations related to this movement in your hearts- better yet, send them letters.
Continue fighting for the end of RICO charges.
Never forget Tortuguita, a hero whose bravery cannot be understated.
Continue fighting for a world without markets, hierarchy, and fascism.
For a time, the struggle in the atlanta forest was one of the powerful torches that carried the flames of antagonistic anarchist destruction. We hold our actions in this struggle proudly, and hope you do as well.
We will never forget the weelaunee forest, we will never forgive those that perpetrated its destruction.
!Viva Tortuguita!
Nothing is Finished
Everything Continues
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[16/11] CALL FOR AN INTERNATIONAL DAY OF ACTION AND IN MEMORY OF ANARCHIST COMRADE KYRIAKOS XIMITIRIS
We call all comrades around the world for an international day of action and in memory of the dead anarchist fighter and dear comrade Kyriakos Ximitiris (16 November).
We invite comrades from abroad to send texts that they would like for us to read at the political event in memory of comrade Kyriakos that will take place on the same day, in Athens.
October 31 forever engraved in the hearts of every fighter. With anger and determination we stand next to our comrades
On 31/10/24, after a device explosion in an apartment in Ampelokipoi, our anarchist comrade Kyriakos Xymitiris fell in the battle for social and class liberation, while our anarchist comrade Marianna M., who was also in the apartment, ended up with multiple injuries and until now she is currently being treated and guarded at the Evangelismos Hospital. At the same time, two more people are arrested and taken to the investigator, with the comrade Dimitris and the anarchist comrade Dimitra being detained.
Anarchist comrade Marianna M. is being guarded in the hospital of Evangelismos, with all the repressive apparatus and the counter-terrorism agency aiming to extract the testimony of the comrade. We have not forgotten cases of torture of comrades who were captured and guarded in nursing institutions and suffered physical abuse through medical enforcement practices, with their physical, emotional and mental state being exploited. Such impositions of state power are clearly torture.
No thought should pass through their minds for further police pressure or continuation of the (pre)investigation process on the severely injured comrade Marianna, while she is hospitalized and called upon to manage the emotional, spiritual and political load after the explosion. Her interrogation is torture and all kinds of participants in it are torturers of state power. The administration and staff of Evangelism bear the primary responsibility for anything that happens to our comrade. Any member of the medical community who acquiesces or simply remains silent in such a process will be complicit in the intended state violence and attempted torture of comrade Marianna. State violence has been perpetrated on our comrade with counter-terrorist bastards fingerprinting her, while she was under the care of medical personnel, without having escaped danger, and without her consent, since she was unconscious. Continue reading “[16/11] CALL FOR AN INTERNATIONAL DAY OF ACTION AND IN MEMORY OF ANARCHIST COMRADE KYRIAKOS XIMITIRIS”
Athens, Greece: Those lost in the fire of the struggle never die by anarchists – communists EN/FR/DE/ IT
Those lost in the fire of the struggle never die
On the 31st of October, anarchist Kyriakos Ksimitiris was killed by an explosion in an apartment in Ampelokipoi area in Athens, Greece.
The only ones who can talk about our comrade are all of us who stood beside him in assemblies, actions, demos, and clashes.
For many years, Kyriakos had been incessantly present in groups of solidarity to prisoners; in the antiwar-internationalist movement; in actions to defend the neighbourhood of Exarchia; in struggles in the universities; in the defence of squats and in every social and class struggle. He was dedicated to it, always willing to explore together its most rebellious aspects. He wasn’t simply defending the struggle by all means for social liberation from a theoretical perspective, he truly incarnated it.
Comrade Kyriakos chose to fight until the end, by all means, against the world of power, state, capital, racism, patriarchy. He chose to fight on the side of the oppressed and the revolted, for a better world; for a world of solidarity, equality, freedom. His loss creates a huge void for his family and friends, his comrades who stood beside him; a void also for the struggle, to which he left his mark by his attitude and words.
Anarchist Kyriakos Ksimitiris was one of us. We will defend and keep his memory forever in our hearts and in every moment of our struggle.
“I know you despise them because the Court is so well armed, but let me tell you that they are so confident of their power that they feel their importance. They are come to that pass that they do not value your forces, and though the evil is that at present their strength consists only in their imagination, yet a time may come when they may be able to do whatever they now think it in their power to do.”
Comrade, we will meet again in the streets of fire where you will live forever…
Strength to our injured comrade Marianna until liberation
Honour to the anarchist comrade Kyriakos Ksimitiris
Solidarity with all those persecuted for the same case
anarchists – communists
Solidarity Assembly for imprisoned, fugitives and persecuted fighters
Companera Claudia Lopez, assanssinated by cops September 11, 1998
Claudia López Benaiges was murdered on September 11, 1998, after being shot in the back by cops on a barricade in the La Pincoya neighborhood of Santiago, in the context of mobilizations commemorating the Coup d’État in Chile. López was an active feminist, anarchist militant and poet, in addition to studying Spanish pedagogy and dance.
Poem by Claudia López
The celestial litanies
that fill the nights of the worlds,
they incessantly question the anxious daughters of uncertainty.
They explode dazzlingly like bodies that stretch through the walls,
that burst forth through the whispers of light,
that confront the airy and torrid abysses.
The dark bodies of insurrectionary anxiety,
of the subversive desire of the lunar chains,
that poured onto the earth, they seek their names,
those they do not yet have,
that lie buried in the roots of the jungles.
Italy: Three days against Techno-Sciences 26-27-28 July
U$A: Operation Campus Flood – pamphlet now available
Pamphlet version of a Call to Action that has been circulating in the Bay Area. Screen reading and print-ready versions now available for download
Operation Campus Flood is a pamphlet that features a call to action to FLOOD the Bay Area university campuses in solidarity with Palestine and all facing genocides perpetuated by the U.$. university systems — and by extension the Amerikkkan and Zionist settler states.
two download links below:
screen reading version – single page for easy scrolling
print-ready version – (imposed, print double sided, short-edge bind)
Source: IndyBay
Chile: Text by Marco Camenisch for the day of Memory and Kontrakultura
Text by Marco Camenisch for the day of Memory and Kontrakultura
Dear comrades and brothers and sisters,
To begin with, thank you very much for this initiative of commemoration by our dear compa and brother Punky Mauri and for being able to participate from a distance (geographically!) with some poor words.
On the one hand, commemorations do not excite me too much. Because dear compa and brother Punki Mauri is present and alive in my mind and in my life many days of each year. At this moment or another or without specific occasion as a presence that gives me courage in moments of courage, joy and sadness, reminding me of our common courage, our common struggle in the past.
And present and future! For this reason, on the other hand, this commemoration is very just and important. Comrade and brother Punki Mauri with all our other fallen reminds us and continues to live in our common duty (individual duty in front of our conscience!) to consolidate and give continuity to this struggle in a historical moment in which the situations, the reasons and the necessity of our resistance and struggle become more and more urgent and just as the only hope for our life, for the life of our planet! And for living a dignified life! Reminding us that we are nature, freedom and life that defends itself by attacking those who definitely want to exterminate us!
In this sense, this commemoration is very important for the continuity of our struggle, transmitting from generation to generation our experiences and “historical” memories as a living contribution to the present and future struggles.
And alone, but firmly, in these struggles of all our past, present and future fighting generations our brother Mauri and all our fallen comrades and brothers and sisters remain and will always remain alive!
With a warm and strong embrace to all of you,
Marco/martino
from Switzerland,
on May 17, 2024
Source: Espacio Fenix
$hile: Words by Gabriel Pombo da Silva and Elisa di Bernardo for the day Memory and Kontrakultura
Words by Gabriel Pombo da Silva and Elisa di Bernardo for the day Memory and Kontrakultura
May 22nd, 2024
And it still seems like yesterday… a comrade fell in action… and soon we know his name: Mauricio Morales!!!
Coherence, the determination to put together an idea as a project does not seem to be part of the path of many comrades… there has always existed and will always exist the singular individual who stands out among his comrades for his revolutionary exemplarity.
It has always been difficult to open the way and transmit confidence to our own… Our own? Yes! Our own!
Convinced iconoclasts, we believe that “our own” are those who practice what they say and with them we recognize ourselves in discourse and practice. We know the price of coherence… like Prometheus we share the word, the experience and the torment… we believe in what we think and consequently we speak.
We are persecuted when we say ours because in our discourse and practice we are irretrievable for the state and capital. And yet, indecently, when they kill us or lock us up, those who have turned ethics into an alternative programmed leisure enjoy the undeserved glow of individual rebellion.
None of our people lives and dies in vain… existence teaches us strongly refractory individuals and the absorption or alienation they relentlessly fight against.
We remember Mauricio with his wide and luminous smile… a smile that always accompanied his determination, the power of his words, the coherence of his actions.
To be consistent with our own ideas is a choice of Extreme Love and he knew (we know) that this could mean imprisonment or death and it was death that found him that early morning 15 years ago.
We continue to find our comrade and brother Mauricio beautifully violent in every sigh of dignity, in every breath of rebellion, in every action of solidarity and in every cry of Anarchy.
To fight against the States and all authorities is a duty and a revolutionary pleasure just as it is to fight against oblivion.
Dear Mauricio, we do not forget you and here we remain on the warpath without ever lowering our guard.
We embrace you in the creative chaos that drives us at every moment to reach Freedom and Total Liberation!
Long live Anarchy!
Long Live Freedom!
Punky Mauri present!
Gabriel and Elisa
Source: Espacio Fenix
Chile: Words from Espacio Fénix in memory of Mauricio Morales
Words from Espacio Fénix in memory of Mauricio Morales
In memory of Punki Mauri
The complicity and affinity towards a comrade who met his death attacking the Gendarmerie School, on May 22, 2009 – 15 years ago – calls us and motivates us to raise a day in his memory.
We seek to contribute to the expansion of his memory, to the propagation of his ideas/actions, to the transfer of his life, so that it can circulate among new comrades, thus extending ties, crossing territories, temporalities, generations and all the fictitious barriers that could separate us.
We believe it is important and vital not to leave our dead in oblivion and anecdotes. Rescuing their lives, their war choices, their contributions, contributes to strengthen and nurture our own journey. It puts up a fight against death and combats stagnation, making it possible for us to meet with different comrades, regardless of whether we were close, whether we live in the same territory, speak the same language or walk the same paths of time.
The black memory, as a weapon, a tool; the memory that gives us strength when we seem to lose it, that allows us to grow, in ideas, practices, values; the black memory that nourishes and teaches us, that allows us to express love, complicity, hatred of the enemy, complicity between comrades and the pain of absences.
The black memory helps us to cross the sky in any of the strokes of the kaotic star. Each one chooses how to express it, how to give it life, how it manifests itself, individually or collectively. The important thing is that he/she throws him/herself into the challenge of fighting against oblivion and domination, as he/she sees fit.
We can all contribute to the expansion of memory, in a permanent exercise, where the last word has not been said and there is still much to contribute, to say/do. This fire of black memory is cared for, fed and spread among all of us.
Mauri, tireless warrior, anarchist of action (aspiring anarchist as he liked to say), walked different paths of the anti-authoritarian idea, deploying different tools and fighting domination in every way he could.
He sharpened different spears with which he tried to stab power, its defenders and false critics. Avid in the search for coherence between deed and word, he set his sights on the jailers, trying to annihilate every last bastion of prison society.
That’s how death found him, attacking, eager to be a contribution to Anarchy. And although that stab of pain went straight to the hearts of his comrades in ideas/practice, 15 years after that cold dawn, we are still here, gathered to remember him, to talk about him, but, above all, to dialogue with him, with his ideas, successes, mistakes, with his attempts and continuous searches to keep Anarchy alive.
In this way we also discover that in the pain of absence there is also some beauty… the complicity and love for a comrade show us that death is not absolute, that it does not erase what we have lived, nor does it stop new bonds. Fifteen years after his death, Mauri is still alive among all of us.
This activity does not pretend to be a pleasant panorama, a variety of different “entertaining” acts, no. It intends to give space to different comrades, with their different expressions and ways of making memory, but always proposing to contribute to the anarchic memory.
We decided to give space to the words and reflections of comrades in prison, not only because it seems important to us to listen to them, but also because we want to contribute to the construction of that tunnel through which their ideas escape and generate that bridge that connects them with a brother who died attacking the jailers’ school, the same institution that today imprisons them.
May the idea not die, may the action spread like the worst black plague.
We continue embracing kaos.
Punki Mauri presente!
“Because when in his heart freedom, love and anarchy accompany his heartbeat: Anarchy does not die in the mouth, it prevails in the active hands” -Mauricio Morales-.
Espacio Fénix
May 2024
Source: Informativo Anarquista
For my comrade Kyriakos X.
Goodbye comrade,
”You will be ashes, old world.
You’re destined for the path of destruction
And you can’t bend us
By killing our brothers in arms…
And know this
We will come out victorious
And even though our sacrifices
Are heavy”
Nazim Hikmet
Belatedly, I would like to write a few words about my comrade and companion for the past 6 years of my life, K. Xymitiris, who passed away in an apartment on Arkadias Street.
Together we struggled and shaped our opinions on anything that troubled us. I grew up with him, on a journey of discovering my combative identity. And Kyriakos was always by my side, not in front or in the back, but next to me. Holding my hand, supporting me, with his smile and his perspicacity. Always giving the correct answers while we were all mincing our words, clearing the landscape while we were all feeling lost. With a well-developed sense of solidarity, he always stood on the side of anyone who needed it, regardless of repression, being targeted, and his own comfort. Always first in all the struggles: against repression, gentrification, the labour sweatshops, colonialism, patriarchy, prisons. Indispensable as a comrade and as a friend, wherever he stood he filled the space with his modesty and militancy.
By advocating for unity in the struggle for the revolutionary cause, for confrontation, militancy and counter-attack, always with respect for those next to him, he made space where others suffocated. So he lived, at least by my side, militant and persistent, hopeful and smiling. Ready for everything, taking risks big and small, he gave his daily life to the struggle without a second thought.
Always by our side
to me, to his friends and his comrades, to anyone who needed him for the smallest or the biggest matter.
Always by our sideto take on the most tedious, the most risky role.Always by our side to hold our hand, to accompany us, to open the way.
Always by the sideof the migrant, the abused, the worker, the prisoner.
And always by my sideto support me, to help me, to listen to me, to struggle together with me, to hug me by pushing away the fear, to encourage me by pushing away the second thoughts, to fill the days and nights with comradeship and combativeness.
COMRADE KYRIAKOSNone of the goodbyes are enough. None of the texts can describe the pain of your loss. On 31/10 I was left half, on a path where I wanted you by my side. On 31/10 I lost that smile that only you knew how to evoke. On 31/10 I lost the hopefulness that only you could transmit to me. But on 31/10 I also made a promise to you, to me, to us and to so many others, that you would not be forgotten. On 31/10 I stayed behind to speak about you, about the struggle you gave and about those you did not manage to give. On 31/10 I raised up my fist and with my bloody mouth I vowed to STRUGGLE. On 31/10 I raised my fist and in the rubble of Arcadia Street I said KYRIAKOS XYMITIRIS, ALWAYS PRESENT!
”Our most beautiful days we haven’t seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you
I haven’t said yet…”
Nazim Hikmet
With unconditional love
your comrade
Marianna M.
Source: athens.indymedia