I have to admit that I miss blogging in its essence, writing without caring about form, rhythm, structure… simply flowing like thoughts. So much freedom. There is this particular subject that I have wanted to talk about lately but I’ve been swamped with work. Last time I did a piece on it was a music piece that I called Chasing Ghosts in which I talk about the fear of not having money and the fact that it is the main reason why we wake up in the morning and go to work every weekday. So today I thought I would try to share my views on how I see money and how it works in my world. Continue reading “The Money Complex”
Month: April 2015
21 Years Ago
21 years ago, lots of Rwandans gushed into Zaire like a flood
I saw soldiers carrying old guns, on some uniforms there was blood
In a couple of days, the whole town became a refugee camp
The smell of death had everyone in discomfort like a constant cramp Continue reading “21 Years Ago”
