“What I remember most vividly is the sense of urgency. A feeling that points to a lack of time to remedy what has already been done.

That feeling was, however, juxtaposed with a hope that I got from seeing all the people that were gathered in the streets. Ok, this is urgent, and yes, sometimes it feels like no one hears us and instead everyone just lives slow, passive, and comfortable lives. But no. Hundreds of people think the same way I do and were there fighting for the same thing. That gave me a sense of comradery and family.”

“In this photo I was cold because, apparently, I should really have brought another jacket, I had just woken up, I was fairly hungry and I left one of the two backpacks I took for the trip extremely safe inside the bus that returned to ———-—. As one would expect, I was somewhat frustrated and for a couple of minutes started picturing all sorts of scenarios of our plans could go south. Luckily, the adequate solution for such minor inconveniences was to simply complain about these to whoever was closest and light a cig’. Even so, the only sentiment this photo brings back is of enormous companionship and love for all the people I had the pleasure of sharing this experience with, whom I can’t help but miss.

*A special shoutout to my affinity group who tirelessly protected me from myself, as I seem to have a gift for attracting small but no less frustrating problems. This backpack mess was far from being the first or last of these throughout this short journey.”

“I felt I was going to explode from that much joy. I was anxious in my stomach, I wanted to be everywhere at once and I felt like I was finally living this day. All around a confusing number of voices and languages, all with the same tone of excitement. “I am surrounded by beautiful people”, I remember thinking.

That night the crowd that gathered in the street never stopped shouting, singing, and dancing. I tasted victory and judging from the collective uplift, one could say we had eradicated all ——————, saved the ——— from a sixth ————————— and defeated ———————.

We were hugging and saying: “The fight continues!!”

“I feel a contagious energy all around me. A strong energy, that screams, that penetrates, that crushes the lack of hope that sometimes haunts me. A crowd that echoes the necessity of demanding more and better, of fighting – and we are there, in that moment, awake and present. I still feel stressed – So much pressure, so many concerns, is everything going well? Are we being able to maintain the energy we need? Will we win? But seeing the concern, the commitment, the union, the strength of those – it is transcendent.

At that moment, despite every concern, every restless night, every unforeseen obstacle, we are there, body and soul. Nothing else matters.”

“I remember that that photo was taken when we had just arrived in ——— and I didn’t know anyone and, because of that, was a bit nervous.

Then I met Luna and started talking with people, which was super cool because I realized that I didn’t need to know anyone to feel that I belonged, we were all there for the same reason, everyone was super nice and inclusive. I was overwhelmed with all that was going on because it made me feel like I was part of something bigger.”

“We live in the Era of the Error.

The Error so massive that few shall remember.

We know of it.

We insist on it.

We are addicted to it.

We make up stories about it.

We lie, deny, and pretend.

Just a little bit more, before everything ends.”