On the Ashes of a Yugoslavian Dream Thinking about the Balkans, even for those of us who live here and call it “home,” reminds one of feeding ravens. One cannot escape an eerie feeling around us: simply put, we are here, but we seem to be ravenous for that which leads to conflict. Some …
When we are born, we enter the world as pure beings, unburdened by societal expectations or the complexities of morality. As children, we embody a primal spirit—a raw, untamed energy that exists in the eternal present. This spirit knows no fear, only spontaneous reaction. It perceives an iron wall but does not recognize it as …
