Tigra

Marcel, the Maine Coon cat, 3,5 months.

Marcel the Cat

Northern Sea Nettle

Yellow

 

Salzburg, Austria

MH17

We cannot choose where to be born, it is something we cannot get rid of. Wherever I live, whatever language I speak, whichever football team I support, I’m Russian, I will always be whether I like it or not.
I can’t express what I feel seeing hashtag “terrorussia” these days, it’s mixture of pain for my country, hatred towards it’s political regime and shame of being linked by my red passport to that brutal inhumane force that is involved into this terrible massacre.
I don’t know who is guilty, and no one will probably ever know the truth.
But I personally feel this guilt and shame. I’m sorry.
I don’t think it’s possible to forgive us. whose silence and submission allowed to kill other’s children.
Whoever did it, it was us by just being russians.
We will have it on our consciousness forever.

I don’t know whether I should feel like this or not, It’s just the way it is.

Summer day in Magdeburg

1/4

 

Germany VS France. Public viewing point at Branderburger Tor, Berlin

Berlin Aquarium and Franz Kafka

 

“Once he went to the Berlin aquarium with a lady, who told me the story later with emotion. Suddenly he began to speak to the fish in their illuminated tanks, “Now at last I can look at you in peace, I don’t eat you any more.” It was the time that he turned strict vegetarian.”

Max Brod “Franz Kafka”

Erasmus Bridge, Rotterdam

 

Amsterdam Cats