Resident of Omsk, security guard. He was detained at an anti-war rally on March 6. His relatives lost contact with him, and he was found only on March 12 in the hospital, at the Sklifosovsky Research Institute of Emergency Medicine. He was taken there because he had taken methadone after his arrest. Zhuchkov was later placed in custody. Initially, a case was opened on preparation for hooliganism by a group of people using weapons or (Part 2 of Article 213 of the Criminal Code with the use of Part 1 of Article 30 of the Criminal Code). On March 6, an anonymous public on VKontakte “Polite People / War” published a message that two citizens detained on Pushkinskaya Square were found with explosives. On May 5, it became known that the charge had been reclassified as preparation for a terrorist act by a group of persons (Part 2 of Article 205 of the Criminal Code with the use of Part 1 of Article 30 of the Criminal Code). On April 20, 2023, Zhuchkov was sentenced to 10 years in a maximum security colony. On September 27, the appellate court reduced his sentence by two months. In March 2024, it became known that in a pre-trial detention center in Krasnoyarsk, where Zhuchkov spent several days on his way to prison in Minusinsk, he was beaten by prisoners. Before this, the officers demanded that Zhuchkov inform them about his cellmates, and when he refused, he was transferred to another cell, where he was beaten and threatened with rape if he did not cooperate with the administration.
Hello, thank you for your letter and attention! And also for the news. I wrote two sad poems in succession here, although I don’t seem to feel too bad, but you understand that life outside is better, and used to live a «dreamy life» with a predominance of computer reality. Also, in the Buddhist description of feelings, in addition to the well-known five, there is a sixth, which is called ordinary consciousness. Seventh is habits. And the eighth is the garden into which the previous seven senses throw their seeds. From this garden come dreams. I remember in an old game there was a cutscene. When the player forgets about the main quest — saving his native village, time is limited and half of it is up. Then in a dream, a shaman from his «homeland» comes to the player, to the character :), and says «My garden is beautiful, Chosen One. What about yours?» You can share these verses if you wish. Perhaps they will decorate someone’s garden :).
Thank you for your attention and take care of yourself!
10/06/2024 Anton
With scorn sifted through a sieve,
deeply and for good,
No, forever shut tight
the window to a world of dreams—
the distant lands I’d wished for,
the things I never had.
All that remains in my garden
is suffering and death.
«While the soul is alive,
don’t abandon your attempts!»
The words of others
will join in a bright scroll.
But the cry: «Never
will I meet with you,
words can’t express it!»
Words can’t express it.
