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Who Turns the World?
The world today doesn’t spin on its own. Its axis is not just planetary rotation – it is youth, ideas, and the constant thirst for knowledge. In a time when the digital has become real, and the real increasingly depends on the digital, the question “Who turns the world?” becomes a call to look in…
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Како научив да го сакам апсурдот
Има денови кога се будам и сè ми изгледа тешко без причина. Воздухот, бучавата, мислите. Се чувствувам како да сум во маѓепсан круг: повторување, обид, неуспех, повторување повторно. Во тие моменти помислувам на Сизиф. Човекот проколнат да го турка својот камен по планината засекогаш, само за да го гледа како се тркала надолу секој пат.…
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Learning to love the Absurd
There are days when I wake up and everything feels heavy for no reason. The air, the noise, the thoughts. It feels like I am walking through a loop: repeating, trying, failing, repeating again. In those moments, I think of Sisyphus. The man cursed to push his stone up the mountain forever, only to watch…
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VOICES November 2025
Hello and welcome to the November edition of VOICES, This month, we sadly say goodbye to two long-term volunteers at VCS.I’m Cassandre, also a long-termer, and watching volunteers leave is always bittersweet, especially Terry and Chloe, the last ones from when I first arrived.In this editorial, they share their final thoughts and reflections, offering us…
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Why you shouldn’t buy an electric car
Rising pollution, dwindling fossil fuels, and higher vehicle costs. When you look at it from this perspective, electric cars seem like a logical choice but if we examine it deeply, we see that it is not actually like that. Cost of electricity Although electricity is often perceived as a clean and sustainable source of energy,…
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This body is a spacious house
There is room for joy –sometimes a living room, spiraled and alive with houseplants,sometimes a garden with an empty bench. There is room for grief –sometimes in a basement,sometimes on a chair by the window. There is room for anger –sometimes in a closet under the stairs,sometimes at a kitchen table. There is room for…
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When The Spark Leaves You
For the first time in months, something that I kind of dreaded before coming here finally happened. That is not having the motivation to write an article. It’s not so much that I don’t have ideas of what I can write about, as I have a list with a few ideas that I collected over…
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S’është vonë
Dallgët e fundit I janë arratisur bregutNë njëmijë pikla Shpërbërë, grimcuarPas brigjeve fqinje S’janë zhdukurS’janë tharëDendur në kripëra Pa emraTë hidhta a pa shije EkzistojnëGulcojnëGjarpërojnëNën rreze të rejaNë drita të ndryshme ReflektojnëNjë copë tjetër diellPërvëlueshëmTë njëjtin diell…Ndoshta s’është vonë Jona Cenameri
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Not too late
The last wavesHave fled the shoreInto a thousand dropletsDissolved, crumbledAgainst neighboring coasts They aren’t goneThey aren’t driedDensed in namelessSaltsBitter or tasteless They existThey gulpThey slitherBeneath newborn raysIn shifting lights They reflectAnother shard of sunScorchinglyThe very same sun…Perhaps it’s not too late Jona Cenameri
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Reclaiming home
When my mom told me she was filing the documents to become a German citizen, my first thought was “Finally!”. For a second, I felt the triumphant sensation that inevitably follows winning a long-running argument. But although I had been trying for years to convince my mom of assuming German citizenship, it soon occurred to…
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A Path Toward Freedom of Thought
Some things in life move us so deeply that they change the way we see the world. They shake our perspective, make us pause, and invite us to breathe differently. For me, that moment came with a book: “The Four Agreements” by Don Miguel Ruiz. This book is not just a piece of writing. It…
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