there’s a saying which mentions that we have the power to choose our family. Over the years as you grow and get to know yourself, you realize that without your best friends you would never be the same. The radio music, the festivals sounds, the food: all the good things that come together with the right people. It’s part of life, delusion, love, risk, laugh and many more experiences. Those who last through the years are worth fighting for.
Me and some friends made this. Such happy memories. Thank you all.
we’re still living hard times nowadays: fighting the same ancient battles, ignoring sometimes what’s clear and meets the eye… this shouldn’t be considered normal. We have lots of people to help around this world, we have a duty as human-beings to help others, we must fight against slavery, abuse, exploitation and many other crimes committed against freedom. From the first human breath we are all free. There’s no price for our freedom. I invite you to meet Love146. Many institutions, like this one, fight every day to make our world a more human place. Don’t pay attention to any kind of hate message against people who are “different”. Every single one of us is different. “Normal” is a very dangerous word to use.
the first knowledge of our existence that bounds all human beings (and all the other animals) is to know that we come from other places. We are a result, a sample of transformation, mutation, change over the years. The memories that I bring of the place where I come from are the people, the landscapes, the sea breath, all the moments that can fit in such sweet pieces of paper such as postcards. It’s clear in my head how these moments are really part of my postcode. why? because without them I wouldn’t know where I came from. I wouldn’t have the experience of becoming real… becoming myself.