Why it is so hard, to love myself?
What the hell went wrong?
Why I don’t want to be good?
What the fuck went wrong?
Why I want to destroy everything?
What went so much wrong?
Why the fuck, I just can’t be…?
Fuck this, fuck that, fuck you- Fuck ME.
Just .. please!! Let me be.
Goodbye Bosnia… it felt strange to leave this country. I felt like I could stay there so much longer. I felt in love with the people. From collective Aid, Basis Bosnia, Aid Brigade, the people in the Camp and in the streets… I did not fall in love with these fucking rules…
It was so hard to sign the contract. No contact with the people. Especially no love. Now I can understand why. I could understand before, but I did not give a damn. Fuck the System. I love everybody. But I am priviliged. I can chose. I can leave. I can be free… more or less.
I can not do anything against this fucking situation. I have to accept. But i dont want. I want to believe that acting against rules, can change something. Maybe it is painful. For everyone. But the NOW is painful as well and to see how fucked up everything is. No Borders No Nations weiterlesen
The street food distribution is a cooperation between Aid Brigade and Collective Aid. They rented an old kiosk in the city, where they can cook every day twice. Lunch and dinner.
The people again have to stand in line, but they dont need to register and they can get more food, when there is enaugh. I saw many people from the camp as well. But in general for street distribution there are only 100-200 people. Street Distribution weiterlesen
Yesterday we had a day off. It feels like weeks we have been here already. But its only one week. So half time now.
The city bazar reminds me on Jerusalem… the whole city actually… it is very interesting how different cultures live next to each other here… katholics, orthodox, moslems. I read somewhere that for Jews Bosnia is the second safe space in the world after Israel.
….
First World War started here.
Moslems, Katholics, Orthodox people
Serbian, Croatian, Bosnian people
Jugoslavien, Kosovo War after the end of UdSSR…
Otes- Sarajevo Bosnien II weiterlesen
Collective aid was found a few month ago in Belgrad for support people living in the streets. They cooked and served food, gave blankets and cloths.
The camp „Usivak“ in Sarajevo was founded just two month ago. The bosnian NGO „Pozomi.ba“ asked Collective Aid to cook in the camp. They signed a contract for 6 months. The IOM gave them 50.000 Euros for preparing food three times a day for 400 people.
IOM stands fo International Organization of Migration. This is an organization from the UN that registers all refugees and talks with governments. „Usivak“ is a so called Transit- Camp for 600 people.
Before we came to Sarajevo we had to apply with our Passportnumber and all dates in an online formular. After we arrived, we got a small instruction from Collective Aid and had to sign a kind of contract.
For example… we aren’t allowed to share facebook contacts with the people in the camp or talk to them about politics or religion. And when you see somebody without shoes, you arent allowed to give them yours. Strong rules… No partizipation at all. We are the givers and they’re the takers. I asked why we can not let them partizipate in the crew, like it was in City Plaza in Athens… They said its because of justice. They dont want that just a few take advantage—- so they treat everybody like animals? Hm. 
How to not change something, but help a bit weiterlesen
Although the situation is fucked and bad, we still have a good time here. Silvester was funny. We stepped into a pizza bar and left after midnight and squated a ruin where we danced for hours. The next day four from us had the morning shift and of course we overslept…
We missed our bus to the camp, so we took Waltaa, my old Skoda, and drove alone. Thank google, we found the camp… We arrived two hours later for the shift, but it was ok. We had a good shift then and nobody was too angry with us…
