A chapter is about to be closed. Usually, the writer feels accomplishment when finishing a chapter, by giving a deep breath, knowing that there is something that he can leave behind. However, a few moments later, the weight of the expectations for the beginning of the next chapter awakes him as if it was the … Continue reading The Palpitations before the Earthquake
Memorials are needed to remind us to not commit the same mistakes. To put ourselves in the shoes of the ones who suffered by seeing their city being destroyed, their homes, the places where they used to feel safe, the only life they knew, the ones that unfairly were tortured, held prisoners, who died.
One of the things I was more excited to visit in Berlin was the East Side Gallery. I had heard about the street art in the city and my expectations regarding this particular gallery were high. I love the idea of artists from around the world coming together to turn something with such a negative … Continue reading Highlights on the Berlin Wall – East Side Gallery
There are two things in myself that made impossible to not fall in love with Dresden. First, I am passionate for Arts and Culture; second, I am quite fond of some dark and morbid atmospheres. In Dresden I found both and I completely fell for it. Of course we cannot really know a city by being … Continue reading Dresden Sad Beauty
Once upon a time there was a Dream Ripper. It wasn't a man or a woman. He had no shape, no color, no smell. People couldn't see it; they don't even suspect of its existence. However, he used to crumble inside their heads, using its talent to distort reality and make them forget their passions, their ambitions, their … Continue reading The Dream Ripper – a Tale on Depression
The Winged Bone 