People who have themselves fled a war zone cannot fully support a war. For them, it’s not just news or a headline, they know what war means for those affected.
Tag: <span>dreams</span>
The Golden Voice from Czechoslovakia. A beautiful country, once a part of Austria and Hungary and since 1992 separated into the Czech Republic and Slovakia.
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The tears of a child, the pain of a mother!
A heart full of memories of a dead father!
A silence that is bursting with agonizing screams
So quiet and yet devastated with shattered dreams
I have gotten some questions about my bucket list and I thought explaining it might also be a good idea to get my own mind in order. Some of the wishes on my list took me by surprise as well.
Last night my thoughts were with the five men who were missing, stuck in a vessel on the ocean ground for days, we assumed. Their time was running out -or perhaps already had already run out. It was a search and rescue mission.
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My aunt’s body floated dead in the water when she was only five or six years old. She couldn’t hold on to the hand of her older sister, who later on would become my mother, who was only about twelve years old herself at that time.
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There is nothing
left to say,
according to all
who think they’re right –
the right only care
what’s right
the left are far too
interested in what’s left –
I left it there.
It doesn’t feel right.
Yesterday I had an affair, today I am back at my desk, trying to relax! Trying to shake my irritation off. What a week?
Just be who I am,
no judgment by others
without too many worries
living my life.
“Someone is going to die,” he said and when I followed his gaze, I saw a crow had landed in the tree right in front of his office window. Only one bird. It sat still, looked in our direction, almost like it was watching us through the glass. It was the time of the year when the trees were leafless beauties, nothing blogged our view.