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April 12th, 1999 I couldn't go to sleep last night, finally I took a tranquilizer, there it goes, I started too. I postponed all these weeks the use of drugs to stay normal, but I see that no normal person can stay normal without drugs, if you want to stay here. I don't want to go, I don't want to leave my city, my friends, my streets, my habits, my language. I don't believe in Other: I understand those who left, out of fear, out of needs, I could have been one of them too, but I want to stay. Friends from all over the world offer me flats, money, help... But the only thing I need from them and from others all over the world is to try to stop our war.
During the day we live the Serbian war: new identity cards, walk on
bridges, solidarity among hurt people... During the night we have the
NATO war: detonations, fires, shelters...
Kids go to discotheques during the day, they make parties during the
day. They say: who knows, maybe this will be our last bit of fun.
Other factories were destroyed last night, petrol storage, again Pancevo
and Novi Sad, two cities with such peaceful and easygoing people, for
the past few years full of refugees from Croatia and Bosnia. I have
friends in both towns, one of them emailed me: yes we will go on with
work for our international summer schools, they are more important than
ever. But at this moment we have dead people here although we, at the
peace movement are still all alive... He is much better than me, I don'
t want to go on with international summer schools, I don't want to fake
normal life: we will need years to get out of this mess, out of
destruction, fear and anger, and I will take my time... We are trying to present all texts in all languages. However, due to a limited resources we are not always able to achieve this goal. If you would like to translate material for us, please contact us. |
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