standing in front of the Berlin Wall now. There is this exhibition, "Topography of Terror". walking through words by words into the history, it's very gripping, terrifying. When reading history, for some reason, I always feel like running backwards in time reappearing at the same spot but years earlier, like the light travel from stars to our eyes. And since I started reading from NOW till the begining of Nazi's operation(which one should do it the other way round), it felt more like running back in time passing though slaughtering scenes. transported for 3 hours. my legs hurt, the pain went all the way up to my head.
people got killed only because of racism, power and because "they can". human being always quite inclined to do evil things when situations allow. How pathetic, sad and that's what we were made of sometimes.
Smiling face with the gun pointing to kneeing down armless jews in front of bodies of freshly dead. the graphics became so animated in front of me. the smile and they kicked the body into the hole of dead reappeared. I could hear both the sound of the gun shot and laugh so clearly. My tears dropped. My heart shake. can one imagine living in that era. enduring helplessness with fear is probably how hell is.
this wall is so thin, amazingly thin. It separated families, loves and trashed humanity. so thin so powerful but deeply tragic.
my feet felt unbearable heavy but I gotta leave here.
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