Hate that surrounds us all

The world has so much hate in it today, brother hates brother… The world should have been a place to share ideas and solutions to our common problems such as climate change, equal rights for everyone, deathly illnesses, and much more. But instead, we are sharing hate, rage, anger and all the other dark feelings.

You reader, I know that you don’t. You don’t hate anyone because he or she believes in a man who came before or after the man that you believe in. You don’t hate anyone because of their reproductive system, or skin colour. I know that you are here because you will change things. You will collaboratively collect ideas and synthesise them like no one has ever done before.

And at the end, you will create the bold and brave light that will erase even the darkest of blacks. You will save this planet in a way (yes, maybe your name won’t be in the history books, but does that even matter?)

Now please, go ahead, and leave your mark on the day…


Peace: A far away dream?

I am writing this hoping that fifteen or twenty years later, someone will find this but won’t understand what I am talking about. Because despite all my rationality, I still want to believe that peace is possible dear reader. Not in a childish manner, I just believe that people might put their differences aside you know. Not today, not tomorrow, but maybe 10 years after.

Aren’t you tired of hearing news about terror and death and terrible stuff like that? We all are, right?

Do we really need this, reader? Do we really need to kill people, torture them, separate them from their families and their countries just to have more money, more petrol, more soil, reader?

You know what, this will soooooo fucking mainstream but I don’t really care. Do sth to stop that shit dear reader. Go to a protest, share what is happening in the world, or vote for someone who will end this (Don’t be like USA, don’t be like Turkey, don’t be like Russia,…)

Open your eyes, because you deserve more. You deserve to sleep without being afraid of dying next day. You deserve to travel the world (Muslim or not…) You deserve to have proper healthcare (Trumpcare is shit). You deserve to live freely (I don’t want you to hack my phone, or TV, or computer CIA, pleaseee).

Give Me Yesterday

What a beautiful name for an exhibition. Or a terrible one tbh, up to you.

We have been craving to go back in time as if we would change what we have done. I am proud of my mistakes reader, I hope you are too. Not because of “your mistakes made you who you are” crap. I really get a pleasure from my mistakes (after countless days of embarrassment, sadness, and etc. sadly. But you know I am a human, I can’t change how I feel even though I know that it doesn’t make any sense). I like the imperfection, I like the idea of being humane, and I like the emotional flow that comes with mistakes. I love the goosebumps, you know reader.

Vonnegut (probably my favourite author) wrote in one of his masterpieces Slaughterhouse-Five: “But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human … People aren’t supposed to look back. I’m certainly not going to do it anymore.”

You shouldn’t look back too reader, they were all beautiful mistakes (Are you familiar with the multiverse theory? If you are, you know that this one that is full of hilarious mistakes might even be the best one. But as again, this might be the worst one too. Up to you again…)


Some Random Photographs

Where are we coming from, and where are we going?.. Those are the questions that will never be answered, right?
Holding them down since 3100 BCE~ (Yes dear reader, this was an attribution to the transition into patriarchal system. Ha ha you have a funny writer)
Doesn’t it summarize everything meaningful in the world in a couple of sentences?

Becoming Humanoids

Today I came across with this in a renowned museum. Isn’t it weird? They literally put it there, so you wouldn’t be able to see the strokes, smell the acrylic and feel the art. Instead, they offer a pair of electronic goggles on a lightened-up throne.

We are being controlled reader, and you know it too, considering the fact that you are reading an entry of a blogger who started his/her career 15 minutes ago (Oops, secret identity!) We don’t need virtual reality glasses in museums, do we? Everything is kind of fake already.

I would like to learn if you have the same fears dear reader. Please send me a message, or write a comment below. Maybe you can convince me 😛

Are we turning into this?