So, so you think you can tell...

As long as we believe that a country or a place and the people from there, are better than in another place, we are fooling ourselves. A way to break through our filters can be to work in this country, in this place with these people. Only then our vision of the world will be balanced enough to make a conscious choice.

(Goradana)

“Wish You Were Here

So, so you think you can tell

Heaven from Hell,

Blue skys from pain.

Can you tell a green field

From a cold steel rail?

A smile from a veil?

Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade

Your heros for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees?

Hot air for a cool breeze?

Cold comfort for change?

And did you exchange

A walk on part in the war

For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls

Swimming in a fish bowl,

Year after year,

Running over the same old ground.

What have we found?

The same old fears.

Wish you were here.”

(Roger Waters)